Something's wrong with me. Lately I've been suffering from severe and sudden headaches. Hope it'll all go away soon. Nothing special has happened these days. I've been home, studying rather hard, planning things, organizing everything for departure and above all for my arrival to Sydney.
I kinda have this pretty flat daily routines, which gives me a lot of energy and motivation, but also feels a little dull sometimes.
I heard from G. He sounded ok. Still in the I-don't-know-what-to-do-with-my-sorry-ass phase. I'm sure he'll manage to work it out alright.
I started moving my stuff back home. I think I took home even the porn. And I'm pretty positive I left the whole goody things in one box for everybody to enjoy. Ops. I guess next time they won't browse through my stuff.
A hilarious event happened on Friday, when I came back to Milan. I slept on the train, rather heavily I'd say. BlueKaisa would point out my mouth was drooling. Anyway I was rather sleepy and disorientated when I stepped off the train in Central Station. I casually ran into a dog, which started sniffing my bag full of scrumptious stuff I'd stolen from my mum's fridge. I don't know how that happen but I was suddenly being dragged into a hidden office by some sort of police officer who frisked me and kept screaming at me, yelling I should give them all the dope I had with me. They checked out my luggage, my bags and everything and after some threats I didn't quite comprehend (still v. tired and sleepy) they finally let me go.
It was so embarassing cos frankly I didn't initially know what was going on and what they wanted from me. It was like: Sir, please follow us. And I was: Sure, what is it for?
So naive. Silly Luca.
Oh gosh. I think I'll order Chinese and get back to studying.
Ola says the Football World Cup has started and tonight Italy is playing. I had better find out what this is all about. By football they mean soccer, right? The cute brainless guys chasing the ball? And they're coming from all over? Really? Where?
I kinda have this pretty flat daily routines, which gives me a lot of energy and motivation, but also feels a little dull sometimes.
I heard from G. He sounded ok. Still in the I-don't-know-what-to-do-with-my-sorry-ass phase. I'm sure he'll manage to work it out alright.
I started moving my stuff back home. I think I took home even the porn. And I'm pretty positive I left the whole goody things in one box for everybody to enjoy. Ops. I guess next time they won't browse through my stuff.
A hilarious event happened on Friday, when I came back to Milan. I slept on the train, rather heavily I'd say. BlueKaisa would point out my mouth was drooling. Anyway I was rather sleepy and disorientated when I stepped off the train in Central Station. I casually ran into a dog, which started sniffing my bag full of scrumptious stuff I'd stolen from my mum's fridge. I don't know how that happen but I was suddenly being dragged into a hidden office by some sort of police officer who frisked me and kept screaming at me, yelling I should give them all the dope I had with me. They checked out my luggage, my bags and everything and after some threats I didn't quite comprehend (still v. tired and sleepy) they finally let me go.
It was so embarassing cos frankly I didn't initially know what was going on and what they wanted from me. It was like: Sir, please follow us. And I was: Sure, what is it for?
So naive. Silly Luca.
Oh gosh. I think I'll order Chinese and get back to studying.
Ola says the Football World Cup has started and tonight Italy is playing. I had better find out what this is all about. By football they mean soccer, right? The cute brainless guys chasing the ball? And they're coming from all over? Really? Where?
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