Almost a good weekend...

So I almost had a good weekend,

I almost did my homework, but then the lady came over to clean the black mold out of the apartment so I had to stay with her. I thought it would be a nice gesture to put on some music for her in the room, then I realized I needed my laptop to do my homework, oops.

However she enjoyed the music and I cleaned our apartment for 3 hours.

I had no food, half an onion and a bag of pasta. I got groceries with the money my mom gave me for Valentines day, super exciting. I love grocery shopping cause I always buy myself a piece of chocolate to eat on the way home and this time no creepy Italian guy took it from me. 

I don't think I posted that story so here it is..

So yesterday I was walking home from the grocery store eating a piece of chocolate when I bumped into and Italian guy I had met just once. He looked at me, kissed me on the cheeks, took the chocolate from my hand, ate half, then offered the other half to his friend. When is friend said no, he looked at it, I was really hoping he would give it back to me, but nope, he popped it in his mouth and walked away... WTF

So I tried to buy rain boots... 

I don't know the word for rain boots... 

so these are the words I used (don't mind my spelling)

Il Scarpe cattivo in nevika   (pointing at my shoes)

Non mi piece piede bagniti   (looking upset)

Voglio scarpe per ashutti piedi in nevika ( trying to act out rain and puddle stomping)

The sales people just looked at me like I was nuts. 

This is what I was trying to say...

the shoes I have are evil in snow

I don't like wet feet

I want dry shoes for my feet in the snow.... yeah my Italian is great

so once I got the idea across the sales lady grapped a pair of black lether boots that could have been the ugliest things I have ever seen and proceeded to put them on not my foot, but my whole damn leg. They went up to my knee. It was to small buy like Cinderellas evil step sisters she was determined to make it fit. The whole time I was tying to tell her not to bother because they are awful. She rolled up my pants and tucked them in, and forced the zipper up, using every ounce of stregnth. There was a family in the store as well with a little girl and they were just watching and giggling. 

So I didn't find any rain boots.... 

I go home, unpack my groceries, pack up my homework and head to Patbos (the internet cafe) So I work on my journal entries for class then my guy friend with the piercings came and picked me up to go get coffee. 

He took me to a sports bar outside the city center and we drank some weird alcohol with our espressos. He proceeded to smoke and drink, probably a little more than he should have. We went to his place after so I could see his animals. He has two snakes, a tarantula, cockroaches, and a cat : )

He helped me with my homework and we just hung out. 

I get home and my room mate is throwing up every five minutes. I already don't feel good. I just had the flu, I don't want it again. I eat an orange, cross my fingers and go to bed.

I wake up, my stomach hurts.... Crap

I gather all my homework on my bed and try to get some of it done while wrapped up in my sleeping bag. Well, that worked for about an hour, then I fell asleep for another 4 hours. Great...

My friend with the piercings texts me wanting to know if he can cook me dinner. Now he told me last night he only cooks for girls he likes, I couldn't help but smile because I kinda like him too. P.S. it is Valentines day, not all is lost : ). 

He says he will be over at 8 so I clean up the house and get cracking on my homework. 

Now its 8:10, no friend...

Now its 8:20, no friend...

8:30, no friend...

Finally at 8:48 I get a call from him asking me to let him in. I hit the buzzer to unlock the upstairs door and tell him to go downstairs. I turn on the light for him and stand in the door way as I listen to his footsteps go all the way to the top of my apartment building. Then I hear nothing. I have no idea where he is... finally 5 minutes later he figures it out and stumbles there my door. I can smell the booze, he is so drunk he can hardly walk. My heart just sunk.

He had forgotten all about dinner, started talking super loud when my room mate was trying to study and I felt like a baby sitter. I got him some water. I didn't want to kick him out because if I did he would be driving and would probably just go to a bar. 

I have him some Italian worksheets to do for me in pencil. He really wants to help teach me Italian because people taught him English, he's paying it forward. He left his house and didn't want to go back till 11 so he could give his room mate some time with his girlfriend. A nice gesture, but I really like this friend when he is sober.... 

We had as fun of time as we could have. I didn't get my homework done, other than for the homework he did for me. He left around 10:45 and gave me a big hug. I really hope he gets his act together, He is an extremely talented guy, actor, musician, artist. 

Well now I have time to do some homework..

Nope, a friend just called me to go out. I said no, he called me a grandma, I gave in. 

He is my neighbor so he was waiting in the car 2 minutes from when I said I would go. We drove to the gate. (this place that is like the main entry into the city walls) We always meet there in this little area in front of a laundry mat with high stone ceilings. It is always cold there but that is always were they meet, and wait, and plan, and wait, no matter what weather it is.  

There are about 12 of us there now and we pile into three cars and head to a bar. It was nice, Grace and I got pizza, It was just a nice little get together. Home around 12:30.

Homework still not done, but I'm tired and don't feel good, time for bed.