Too Many Chickss!

24 girls in one class for 6-9 months? I'm sensing a lil drama. I'm already having little problems when it comes to group projects, but I can't handle ;) Here's the scoop.

My class is made of 24 girls. We were 25 but she (the Russian) changed to Luxury Management - I think because she wanted to go on more trips or because she wasn't getting a long with any of us. No one was mean to her but as soon as we started working on projects, which are always in groups, she was very hard-headed. I know this through personal experience. We were a group of 4 and we had to think of a fashionable inspiring woman to talk about. So the Russian wanted her choice and her choice only. I tried to tell her that we were a group and had to come to a group decision, but she didn't understand what the word "group" truly meant. So to avoid problems we agreed to her choice, which was Dita Von Teese (I love DVT but we had a stronger option). While this happened in my group, I also heard she was being chaotic in another. (PAUSE - I've already talked about this. Oops Sorry)

OK Anyways another outstanding classmate is the EURO. It's been a little after a month and I'm pretty sure if you ask her, "Where are you from?", she'll still say "I'm from Europe" and you'll say "What do you mean??, I mean country!!" - after that she'll start naming about 6 or 7 countries in Europe, just because she has lived there, her parents or grandparents were born there, and obviously the one country she was born in. I just say I'm from Nicaragua and US, both have been my homes, 12 years each and I was born in the US but my parents and family are full blooded Nicas; but I guess to spice it up I'll just start telling people I'm also from Panama (my dad was only born there not raised), China (my mom kinda looks Chinese and is even nicknamed La China), and if I put together all my trips to Costa Rica - I guess I'm a Central American Chinese LMAO! She also changes her accents, sometimes she is very Brit but mostly French (ohh man when she annunciates!) and our personalities have already clashed. I can't work with her. She prefers not to work on weekends on little projects but she does like to criticize my group work when she's done none. Besides that I can't help but laugh or look down upon her OLI comments when she talks about her family money, friends, holiday houses, etc - AYY if you know me, you know I hate hate these kind of people. Please learn to not boast it's horrible! Be humble! - Bueno enough.

Today one of the girls was talking to the Indian ( from India! ) and she was telling her how she is bound to be married in 5 years! ARRANGED MARRIAGE! Ayy q horrible! I couldn't! Hell No! What IF - - - -(soo many questions are popping into my head) - She says she prefers it and hasn't meant him yet. Ayy q raro!

I've gotten along with the Asian crowd (China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Japan) and we all noticed they can't drink or don't drink! If they drink, they get really red! One of my Latina friends says it is because of something in their blood system - drinking makes their cheeks very red and bodies very warm. I can't believe it - one drink and that's it! One of them has fallen asleep after one drink at the table twice! Ya le dijimos NO MORE DRINKS EVER! If you can't drink, don't - that way you don't go through public humiliation after a sip. - side note, one of the Asians is incredibly silly and innocent. She is so funny, she has NO idea. Everyone is constantly laughing (with or at her) in class because of her mannerisms.

My buddy has been Elvira from Panama. She's loud, hilarious, smart and has got the great latina look! I prefer the pretty people over the money people. Siempre un poco OLI ;)

The fun ones have to be the Grecian! Crazy party people ready to go! They are also the ones that take forever on a test! They'll fill up the white papers with all the info they wrote and learned in class. They ask and ask and ask so many questions in class, mostly "Can you explain again, I didn't get it?" - Side note, one of them looks just like Fergie! jejeje

Another funny and strong personality has to be the German. Her comments are OUT of line! Yeyy! I'm not the only one! very german, that's all I'll say. Example: We are all bored of being asked the difference between Luxury and Fashion, so the last teacher that asked us, got cut off by her and she told the professor to move on because we had already seen this enough times.

De alli, nose de quien mas hablar. All of them are unique, very unique. I'm sure I'll come up with more stories.

Feelings, So many Feelings

I don't want to seem bipolar, but I'm back at sad. I don't know if I'm homesick or it's my period bringing me down these last few days. It's even funny how my friends here are noticing a lot less talk and laugh. It's true, I have been a little more quiet, but I think I'll blame on my period. Should I even writing this on my blog? LOL - hey! its my space and my talk! FREE SPEECH baby!

*RANDOM* I'm watching the "rude boy" video by Rihanna and it's weird! Its a Sean Paul meets Cavalli while trippin on some acid!

Anyways - I don't want to talk about sad and sound like Daria. I'm just going through some quiet days; sometimes you need them.

I am missing my family and friends but I know I'll be seeing them very soon.

I think tomorrow I'm going to talk to the school again, to make a "suggestion" LOL - meaning I'm going to make a few bitchy comments. I don't know if its a languague barrier but when I sat down and explained to who I think is the dean or head teacher of my program, I thought he was going to work out a few things like: 1. getting us some books or printing out our sheets to follow the classes (the program did say MATERIALS INCLUDED!) 2. Actually have the Fashion Testimonial class have TESTIMONIALS! The presenters are always "sick" lately - c'mon people have some vitamin C ! and 3. Create challenge. I still feel like this is too easy! I didn't even go to an amazing university but I think I did A LOT more projects, info, tests, etc - I know I sound crazy, but I am very thirsty for some fashion knowledge and I feel like I'm getting them in little bits. TOO LITTLE. Yes yes I get it - Your teachers have amazing work experience at Gucci, La Perla, Ferragamo but I think they need to explain it a little more and get into the real business details. However, while cooking my lunch just a bit ago (which was delishh!) it occurred to me that maybe my challenge isn't at school but 2 other things: Italian & Internship. Honestly, I haven't enrolled in Italian yet and I need to learn it in order to get a killer internship here and it's also an extra (my 4th language). If I don't know enough I can always get an internship somewhere else (Spain, South America, US) but the point of me here is to learn. So I promise I'll get to it.

Bueno y nada mas. My life is pretty routine here. I'm still resolving my credit card fraud problem with my bank, class and class trips, working on little projects, walking or on the bus, going to the supermarket, and on weekends going to lounges, bars, or stores with a few friends from school. Todo tranquilo, nada new. I might spice it up and go to Milan this weekend.

One Liners

Following a fellow blogger and my last entry, here are a couple of one liners of some of my favorite heart breaking songs:

Did it again, love, I got it all wrong - But it felt so right, I can't believe it &

When it comes to men, it's known - That I end up choosing wrong

Did It Again - Shakira

You & me can could write a bad romance

Bad Romance - Lady Gaga

And I know I'm living wrong. But i can't let ya go - Your the one i want in my life (want in my life)

Can't Let You Go - Fabolous & Lil Mo

That was quite a show, very entertaining - but it's over now - go on & take a bow

Take a Bow - Rihanna

VENICE the City of Love

Last Saturday, my friends and I took a bus with 400 other people to Venice. It was 40 euros cheaper compared to the train and the trip wasn't that bad. It was a 3 hour ride filled of snowy sceneries and day dreams while listening to my Party Playlist.

Heading to the City of Love, got me thinking the inevitable love questions: "have I lost a great love?" "have I even met him?" "was HE the GREAT love? (cause it didn't seem like it)" and "I'M STILL MAD AT HIM!" First of all, I KNOW I haven't met my great love, so far they have all turned out to be liars, cheaters, emotional players or have some drug addiction and I'm no Amy Winehouse to take any of that! I always end up liking the wrong guy and I'm tired of it. I have no idea what to do?! Where do I stand and look pretty, so he can approach me?! At a coffee shop? book store? piazza republica? - WHERE ARE YOU?! I hope you're not in Nicaragua because I just moved to Italy! hahaha. There is one guy I constantly day dream about, last time I saw him was probably 4,5 years ago. He was my sister's neighbor in Miami and we went to elementary school. As he got older he became a super hot cuban baseball player. AHH! SOO HOT! Specially his voice! I've tried looking for him on FB but nothing! I think his name is too common. Every time I go to Miami, I always want to go to his house and ask him out. LOL I wonder if we are meant to be? - Speaking of "meant to be". Another guy always on my mind, is the one all my friends, family and I thought was the one I was supposed to be meant to be with. However, it just never worked out. I was always the friend and way to infatuated with him and well he was into other girls (fat girls to be correct). and right before coming to Italy, he drops a bomb on me and tells me he used to like me back in high school. WTF! Why are you telling me this now!? - He knew I was head over heels for him. He definitely knew it! - After that, I think some old feelings started coming back, so I gave it a shot when I went to Miami. I told him to pick me up at the airport and as soon as I saw him, it was back to square one. He was complete jerk. I had 4 bags and my purse, and he DIDN'T EVEN OFFERED TO HELP ME! We ran into some friends of his, and he seemed ashamed to be seen with me and didn't even introduce me, he referred to me as " I'm picking HER up". Then he tells me he's high, in hurry to get to work, and telling me his ex is going psycho because I'm writing on his FB. So all those feelings faded away. Now I remember why we aren't meant to be - You're an asshole! and to make matters worse I get a fucked email from his ex.

For some reason, I think I'll get lucky in love once I'm done with my other life's goals (finishing up my masters, getting my dream job, and paying for things on my own). So we'll see :) I'm still hopeful.

Anyways back to the Venice trip - From the bus we moved onto a train which was the stop before Venice. Only way to get there, unless you a boat. Once I arrived and walked out of the Venice Santa Clara train station. OMG! I couldn't stop saying WHOA! I couldn't believe it. It was spectacular. Too beautiful! I felt like I was in DIsney - I was incredibly happy! All my pain was gone.

We really didn't do much there, but walk and take pics. We were completely lost searching for the main Carnavale piazza! But when we got to the piazza, it was tooo crowded! It was insane! Everyone was dressed up in all kinds of costumes (vintage, colored, religious, butterflies, queens, kings, mystical animals, soccer players, sumo wrestlers). All I was wearing was my mask. hahaha

We had a great pizza lunch and orange spritz drinks at night at a spanish bar (I think). So after a day of walking and being pushed by others, there no music really....till we arrived back at the train station and salsa and electronic music was blasting and everyone there was dancing - so we danced! :D

Random Venice Story: While dancing, Carolina (from Colombia) was approached by 5 guys, and they asked her where we were all from. As soon as she said she was from Colombia, they told her they loved her marijuana and asked if she had any on her! Her perfect comeback was: "NO! I only grow it and you smoke it!". - Ahh! uncultured people are too stupid!

BTW here's the email from the psycho. I beeped some things out because my family reads my blog and obviously everything in the email is completely untrue. I've never been to montelimar with him, I hate that place.

Between You and Lorena Pereira: Alicia a vos yo no te conosco vos no me conoces a mi y quien sabe lo q jorge te dira y me tiene sin cuidado una cosa te voy a decir el otro dia me llama jorge y me dice le dije a la alicia q no me escribiera en mi wall pq vos te enojas cuando en ningun momento le he dicho eso a mi me tiene muy sin cuidado lo q el haga en su vida y lo q haga con vos la verdad, segun el se arrepiente de haberse ----- con una cerda asquerosa como vos esas son sus palabras y dice q vos fuistes la q se lo ---- en montelimar sin el querer which is funny q diga eso cuando imposible q una mujer abuse de un hombre JAJAJA pq eso dice el q vos abusastes de el LMAO otra cosa si te lo queres ir a ---- sinceramente COSA TUYA Y DE EL A MI ME TIENE SIN CUIDADO EL Q ME SIGUE BUSCANDO ES EL A MI pero claro eso no lo dice el a nadie segun el yo lo busco a el TE LO ACLARO ME VALE MUCHISIMO EL Y TODO LO Q TENGA Q VER OCN EL! Y te digo esto para q dejes de estar ''making fun of me'' and get your facts straight pq ni sabes nada la vrd.. el es tu amigo limitate a hablar con el de lo q tenga q ver con ustedes excepto de mi... yo no tengo nada q ver con el y me interesa poco lo q vos digas o el diga! funny como segun el i stalk him lmao cuando el q busca como entrar del fb de quien sea para ver mis cosas pero la verdad q no me importa pq eso es una imadurez pero bueno just letting you know... se q se lo vas a copy and paste pero te hago el trabajo mas facil ill copy this message to him as well... so u both get a life and leave me the fuck alone..

Belated Thank Yous

I would like to thank Megha for housing me for free after my robbery, translating at the police, and paying for my cab when I was completely broke. Elvira and Maria, thank you for paying for my dinner the night of the robbery. Alexie and Ruth, thank you for all your help, company, and kind words. Anne, thank you for also housing my first weeks here and being there for me, when I had to move out of the apartment. and thank you to my family and friends, who constantly wrote to me, kept my spirits high, and prayers. THANK YOU! I am forever grateful! XoXoXo

Home Sweet Home

I FOUND A HOME! Man, I'm so happy! Feliz como una lobriz! jejeje I love it! Its small, cozy, and quaint - very european. It is by Santa Croce and actually has a little view of the church; beautiful at night. Asi que ya saben, I AM READY TO RECEIVE GUESTS! :D But please pack light, my apartment is on the top floor, the 4th floor to be exact but it kinda feels like 7 floors. Things are looking up for me in Florence and I am extremely happy with my new home.

Finding a Home

I know I haven't written in a while. It's mostly because I have been having a rough couple of weeks. As you last read, I had just moved into an apartment with other random roommates. Well on my 4th day there, I went to take a shower, went back to my room and checked my purse to make sure I had my money to go off for coffee. To my shock, it was ALL missing! I had over 2 thousand euros in cash in my purse and it was all gone! Why did I have so much money in my bag?? - I was going to open a bank account and carried it in my purse because I didn't know the roommates well enough to leave my stash at "home". So during my 15 minute shower, it was taken from me :( Who do I think it was?? - When I went into the shower, only 1 roommate was "home", which is also the landlord's boyfriend. At the moment, I was skyping with my sister, and I was freaking out! I called my friends for back-up. I called the roommate (Kelvis) that had been there, but left during my shower (with my money) and obviously denied it. I just know it was him. He was the only person there when I went into the shower and the night before (red light!), he asked me for some money, because he wanted to go out. Let me just add, I had just paid him my deposit and rent, and he is 40 years old! Long story short about that Saturday afternoon, my friends helped me pack up and leave the place immediately! We went to the police and filed a report. OH! Let me back up a little too! When I realized all my cash was gone, I checked my debit card account and someone! somehow! charged 6 different things on it (supermarket and lounges)! So I had to cancel that as well! That day, I only had 25 euros in my wallet. I was cried out, in shock, and felt so violated! It was a terrible feeling! In addition to the feeling of "MY DAD IS GOING TO KILL ME!" - "I CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS SO STUPID TO BE ROBBED!". This all happened 2 saturdays ago. I've been miserable! Trying to get money, trying to tell my dad, trying to get my bank to send me a new card, trying to find a new place (I'm crashing again at a friends), - simply TRYING TO FIGURE EVERYTHING OUT! I think this happened to me, because I'm so against paying the ridiculously high real estate fee, so someone can find me an apartment and well I have been procrastinating my apartment search. I have great fault in this incident I KNOW IT, if I could only go back in time!

Anyways, its been a week and 2 days and things are looking up. Tonite I'm hopefully signing a contract for my OWN apartment (I'm too afraid to share now), my card is coming soon, and I have money to pay rent (and not crash). So hopefully my next blog will be about my new HOME.

For all my friends that knew about it and for my family that obviously knew about it. THANK YOU for all the prayers! XOXO