Yes, so.
Welcome to my humble little space. Just after summer I will be writing from the lovely city of Rome. This makes me very happy, but also anxious and stressful.
My girlfriend, Gaby, has been stressed for months. I haven’t but yeah, to each their own. Fact is though, she does have a problem at this point. She still has to do 2 exams before being allowed to go to Rome. But she also wants to do a language course in Perugia.
Not a good combo, or so it appears, the only places left in the language course are in the same weeks as the exams… (Perugia – Nijmegen… distance: 1.417 km)
So, two options are given:
1. Stay home, do exams, learn your own damn Italian.
2. Go, study Italian, try and get them to give you an oral exam. (over the phone?..)
Anyway, I suppose we’ll go for the first since she wasn’t that keen on going there without me anyway. BUT HOW THE HELL IS SHE SUPPOSED TO LEARN ITALIAN ON HER OWN?!?!?!
So yes, that’s made of win.
I, on the other hand, am doing quite well, thank you very much.
I have FINALLY finished all my schoolwork and only have 7 weeks left before summer.
During these 7 weeks all I have to do is get my points for this course and get my graduation assignment approved.
Bah, ah mere triviality (is this an actual word??), of such commonness (again, word??) that I will not stress at all.
Meanwhile, finding an apartment in Rome is made of hell. Cheapest for two people I can find comes to around €900 a month. I will not be paid for my internship. How am I supposed to pay rent? Ah well, it’ll work itself out, right?
For now I am hoping the Italian lady understands the word utilities…
