Journal Entry: Nine

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January 24th, 2019

It is 9 in the morning. I woke up about an hour ago. Classes are going really well so far. I have Italian at 10 and then I am taking a taxi to an interview for the internship. Meg left this morning at about 5 am for Florence. Ursella is also going to Florence as well so I will by myself for the weekend. I am trying to keep God in mind throughout the day. I know I live a better life when I keep Him in mind.

I’m definitely not in the honeymoon stage anymore. Rome is beautiful and so interesting (and I am so grateful to be here) but I’m realizing how important home is. I keep thinking, “life is life.”

Journal Entry: Eight

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January 20th, 2019

Today I woke up at 9:30. I made coffee with my new french press and then I read in bed for a while. I did my first load of laundry today. The washing machine is puny. Around 12:15 I ate yogurt and granola. The woman from Italy Excel emailed me back and said she wants to meet at her office. I hope the internship goes through.

I went to Coop today and bought carrots, lettuce, mushrooms, and brown sugar for coffee. It makes the coffee taste sweet and good. I just relaxed all day. Classes start tomorrow. At 5:30 I went to La Chiesa di Santa Maria in Trastevere. I bought a pair of leather boots on my way home from mass because the ones I’m wearing give me blisters.

For dinner I made the following: two-three mushrooms, one garlic clove, 1 oz spaghetti noodles, extra virgin olive oil, red wine, and a salad. Now am drinking a glass of red wine and eating chocolate in my room. Meg and Anna are talking about taking a trip this weekend but is sounds nice to be on my own.

Journal Entry: Seven

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January 19th, 2019

I am going to work backwards through the day. I just came back from eating pizza with Georgi and some of his friends. I took a taxi to the pizza place. It was called Pizza e Mozzarella. The pizza was great. We ate, talked, and hugged goodbye.

Then I got lost in the city center by myself at nine o’clock at night. The city was dead and dark. A couple walked by me and when I asked in Italian if they could help me they said they only spoke Spanish. It was a rude awakening. Here is what I learned:

  1. Do not go out without at least 60% of phone battery. My phone died right after I saw the arrow on Google Maps point to Trastevere.
  2. I don’t care if people know I am American. I need to lose the fear I have to be seen as American. In the last few days I have realized that life is life no matter where you are. Yes, Rome is objectively more beautiful than Detroit but life still goes on here. I also realized that you can wear whatever you want as long as you wear it confidently. I definitely have a specific style and every time I try to venture away from this style it doesn’t feel right. Being lost allowed me to value my time here more. It was a good reminder to not make poor decisions.

I bought a mini french press today and a manual grinder.

Journal Entry: Six

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January 18th, 2019

I went on a walking tour of Rome today. We went on various forms of public transportation. Isabela was my tour guide. She showed us the Colosseum, the sight of Julius Caesar’s stabbing, and overall how to navigate the city. After the tour I went to lunch in Tiber Cafe and then to a wellness workshop. Anna, Meg, and I went grocery shopping at Conad. I bought pasta, sauce, garlic, Nutella, chocolate, and milk.

We had meeting with our RA’s this evening. Afterwards, I went with Ursella to a pizza place called Pizza Trilussa. I bought two slices of Margherita¬† and two slices of zucchini pizza. Then we stopped at a mini mart. I bought a bottle of red wine for five euro.

We went back to our apartment. I called Lia on WhatsApp and we talked for an hour while I ate. For dessert I had a few pieces of chocolate dipped in Nutella.

A large group of girls went out to eat tonight. I was invited but I just couldn’t bring myself to go.

Journal Entry: Five

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January 17th, 2019

My other roommate is from Canada. She gave me a sleeping pill last night that brought upon good news and bad news. The good news is that I slept like a baby last night. The bad news is that the pill made my stomach self-destruct. I almost missed my immigration appointment at the post office which cannot be rescheduled.

It rained today so I bought an umbrella from a leather store for 8 euro. As I was crossing the Tiber today, some guy pestered me into giving him money for some foundation. If he would have cut the crap and stopped trying to charm me with his olive skin and light green eyes then I would have gladly donated. I gave him 5 euro. He was disappointed and said 20 would be better.

I applied for an internship today with a company called Italy Excel. If I don’t get this internship then I’m going to do the Flannery O’ Connor volunteer writing program.

I desperately need to buy a french press.

Journal Entry: Four

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January 16th, 2019

I slept for 2 hours last night. I am absolutely exhausted. I tried to stay up all day so maybe I could sleep well tonight. This morning Meghan and I walked to a restaurant called Pimm’s for a free breakfast sponsored by the university. I had a croissant and a cappuccino.

After breakfast, we went to an orientation presentation that lasted 2 hours. I barely stayed awake.

Anna is sleeping in Meg’s bed right now. We are going to lunch in the dining hall soon.

Journal Entry: Three

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January 15th, 2019

I woke up at 4 a.m. and looked photo albums Denise left on the desk beside my bed. At 6:30, I heard Denise fumbling with the cappuccino machine in the kitchen. I ate a croissant with my coffee just like she said. At 8:00, Denise’s driver, a man of roughly forty named Antonio, picked us up and drove us to the university. Antonio and Denise talked for the entire car ride. I tried to listen for words I recognized.

Move in went smoothly. I am in my apartment now, unpacked and settled. The black, rain-proof boots my mom bought me really hurt. I’ll have to buy a new pair soon.

I just ate lunch with Deirdre in the dining hall.

Everything is so beautiful but I feel a little homesick. My other roommates haven’t arrived yet. I think I live with Meghan Fors. The name tag on the door only says Meghan, no last name.

I’m going to rest now.

It is 10:36 p.m. and Meg is here. It is Meghan Fors and we just said hello. After my nap today, I went to the grocery store called Coop across the Tiber River. I bought yogurt, granola, honey, and tangerines. Then I met up with Anna and we strolled for a bit.