All emails are answered, my daily journal is updated, my clean clothes are hung to dry, and a cup of fresh brewed coffee… what else do I have to do…?
Oh! Yes.. yes.. update my blog!
It is not common for Italians to use dryers. There are no dryer in the apartments/ homes… except at Laundromats. My interpreter, Austin went to a laundromat a week ago or so to dry his clothes. It cost him nearly 16 or 18 euros to dry his two loads! Egad!
Out of everything I miss about United States, I miss using the dryer the most. Aside from having a living room. Oh how I miss taking my warm clothes out of the dryer. But, I decided to look up online to see the pros of air-drying clothes. Here is what I found:
http://www.earthlingshandbook.org/laundry
But to save time… really?!? It takes about two days for my clothes to be completely dried. It is taking foreverrrr! I know, it saves time from not having to iron but I never iron my clothes. (Yeah, I know… it is obvious that I don’t have a real job, requiring me to wear ironed clothes.) I guess I like being a student for this particular reason.
Tomorrow is the official first day of my spring semester at Siena School for Liberal Arts
Yay!
Here's what my weekly schedule looks like:
Mondays: 3-6pm Drawing
Tuesdays: 9-10:30am Italian Culture, 10:45-4pm Art Restoration
Wednesdays: 9-11am Drawing, 1:45-2:45pm LIS (Italian Sign Language)
3-4:50pm Deaf Culture, 5-6pm LIS
Thursdays: 10:30-10:45am Tutti Insieme, 10:50-1:30 Painting
2-6:30pm Art Restoration
Fridays: 11:15-2pm Painting
And field trips to Florence for Art History on some Fridays
I still don't know when my Italian Language session will be. Throughout the semester, I will do an internship with the MPDF (Mason Perkins Deafness Fund)'s book project to create more educational picture books for the deaf children. It will be a good start for me in the books publishing world. I need to seize the opportunities to get involved with creating books as much as I can. I know this is what I want. But where do I begin? And how?
My, my... my... to seize this grand opportunity in such a beautiful country like Italy? I am not going to waste any minute of my time, darling!
But wait.. Today is February 20th already!? Time is flying too fast!
It’s almost March, and I haven’t gotten anything done yet.
There are two other community services that I am planning to participate once in a while throughout this semester and that is…. to help out at a nearby animal shelter and some kind of trail restoration somewhere in Tuscany. It’ll be fun!
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Can you tell I’m excited?!?
No?
Lemme try again.
Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg! I’m in ITALY! A;ksjfa;kjfkadjfkajslfj;afjj!
Asldkfjaklfja;lkdjfafja;dklfjakfjadkjfa!
SQUEALS!
Better?
Thought so.
As I was answering to my emails, I could not help it but become more worried about my plans for the upcoming summer and beyond. I applied for several internships in January and most of its deadlines are in February and March, hence, I won’t hear from most of them until April. UGH!
It’s annoying to wait and wait. I much prefer to know NOW and get started on planning NOW. But, whatever, things will work out.
Bethany, Bethy, Bethers, Beth, ByBy, B…
please embrace every moment in Italy. It will be gone before you know it.
Embrace… it.
The more wonderful people I meet, the more I appreciate my life. I’m amazed how things tend to fall into its right place. I was recently encountered a dilemma that required me to really act like an adult, especially when I definitely did not want to do so. I had to step out of the situation and carefully analyze its impact on others before continuing with it. More than anything, I want to respect the others around me and yet respect myself as well. Respecting yourself is probably the most important thing in the entire world.
If you cannot respect yourself...
who can truly respect you, for who you are?
Before coming to Italy, I made a promise to God that I would remain faithful to Him and maintain a strong spiritual relationship with Jesus. As I got busy with classes and exploring here in Italy, I started to ignore the small voice in my heart, crying out its deepest desire. A close friend of mine and I had a really good discussion last night, and without being straightforward, I was once reminded about my promise. I adored how God used my friend as a reminder. My respect for this certain friend has doubled after realizing how hard it was for the pal to be honest with me.
I love honest conversations--- the ones that each of us had to bring our raw emotions out, and yet challenge to overcome them with our logical decisions. I know I am being very vague with what I currently am experiencing and I intend to keep it as vaguely as possible.
Living in Italy for a semester, I know that I would experience various stages of personal and spiritual growths. Some of it, I shall share with you, my readers, but some of them are for me to keep in my heart. I am inspired by Mary, Jesus’ mother by kept her treasures and pondered it in her heart. (Luke 2:19)
Here are some photos from last week:
Can you tell that I am extremely loving it here?
Yes! Spring is coming! Thank gawd!
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