(Simply because I couldn't think of a better way to start this post, and when I thought of it I just couldn't resist...)
Dear Princess Celestia,
I've learned a lot of lessons about friendship in the past year. I've learned that the best friends are the ones who know all your annoying habits and faults and still love you; who can disagree with you without judging you; who can make you laugh even when you're crying; who can all tease and laugh at each other endlessly, but still know when to be serious. I've learned that it's possible for quite an eclectic collection of personalities and quirks to all get along wonderfully. Well, maybe not always wonderfully...but even when things go wrong, we always find ourselves laughing together again before we know it. I've learned that sometimes the least expected things bring people together; anything from a madman with a box to putting on a silly musical. I've learned that I wouldn't rather spend my college years with anyone other than the grandma, the Italian, the idiot, the squatter*, and the whole gang. I love living with people who are equally prone to both literary discussions and tickle fights; people who will burst into Disney songs with me; people who will be equally willing to talk about Doctor Who or Crime and Punishment with me; people who will pray with me.
More than anything, I've learned that the best and truest friends are the ones who push you to be a better person and do more to help you than they probably know. They'll poke fun at your tastes, your clumsiness, how bad you are at telling jokes, etc., but when push comes to shove they're right there. There's always one to give a hug, one for advice, one for a laugh, and one for the bossy tough love that we all need sometimes. I love each and every one of them and I'm starting to really hope that none of them read this because I'm getting pretty mushy now. In the case that any of them do: get your butts back to work, losers.
In short, I'm so blessed to be where I am right now and with the people that I am. I hope to hold on to them for many years to come.
Love,
Katie
P.S.
To the ones who've left, for their various reasons: we miss you guys! All of the above goes for you too. Particularly a certain short David Tennant-loving girl with lip rings. We're lost without your reliable wit, solid sense and gift for seeing straight through us. For the love of pandas, please visit us soon!
*Nicknames, to just clarify for anyone who may be confused by the sometimes mean things we call each other.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
No, really! Next semester is approaching ever more quickly, and it's still only just starting to dawn that I'll really truly be spending it in Rome. Tomorrow we register for our classes. In Rome there are only certain Core classes that everyone has to take, with just a few other options. I'll be taking four of those five classes and switching out the fifth for Intermediate Italian II. On top of that I'll taking a one-credit, pass/fail course which is actually a volunteer opportunity where we go to a nearby Italian school and essentially tutor the kids there in English. Deciding on classes, doing the paperwork...all these little details of the registration process are really helping to hit it home just how soon this will all be happening...
The other night we had a class meeting about the Rome semester and some previous Romers did a panel covering various topics and answering questions. We heard all about academics, what campus life is like, what to pack, how to travel, and sundry other advice, tips, and funny stories. It made everything suddenly seem so real and so close and still so unbelievable. Me? Taking a bus into Rome multiple times a week? Hanging out at a cafe in a small Italian town up the street? Travelling to places like Florence, Venice, Sicily, London, Paris, etc with my friends? Psh, that's crazy talk! That's the stuff of dreams!
It is the stuff of dreams, my dreams, and it's almost here. A few more weeks of this semester to push through, then Christmas break, and then on to Roma, La Città Eterna, and all the adventures to follow!
No, really! Next semester is approaching ever more quickly, and it's still only just starting to dawn that I'll really truly be spending it in Rome. Tomorrow we register for our classes. In Rome there are only certain Core classes that everyone has to take, with just a few other options. I'll be taking four of those five classes and switching out the fifth for Intermediate Italian II. On top of that I'll taking a one-credit, pass/fail course which is actually a volunteer opportunity where we go to a nearby Italian school and essentially tutor the kids there in English. Deciding on classes, doing the paperwork...all these little details of the registration process are really helping to hit it home just how soon this will all be happening...
The other night we had a class meeting about the Rome semester and some previous Romers did a panel covering various topics and answering questions. We heard all about academics, what campus life is like, what to pack, how to travel, and sundry other advice, tips, and funny stories. It made everything suddenly seem so real and so close and still so unbelievable. Me? Taking a bus into Rome multiple times a week? Hanging out at a cafe in a small Italian town up the street? Travelling to places like Florence, Venice, Sicily, London, Paris, etc with my friends? Psh, that's crazy talk! That's the stuff of dreams!
It is the stuff of dreams, my dreams, and it's almost here. A few more weeks of this semester to push through, then Christmas break, and then on to Roma, La Città Eterna, and all the adventures to follow!
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