This week..

The longer I sit in class the more mentally defective I feel I am. I am a slow learner. But if I think about it I don't care. I am not embarrassed. It's kinda fun because when I understand something it's like a bonus. The feeling I get is amazing : ). 

I just took my Italian exam, not so good. 

This week has been a big step for me. I'm making some pretty good Italian friends. One is my neighbor which is super convenient. I have been going with him and some other friends to the library every day. Its fun because they loved helping me with my Italian homework and distracting me, just like at home. 

I have been sick all week and all Italians carry around packets of tissues, I get a new pack from a friend every day : ). They are like my mom taking care of me.