Yes. I'm quoting Brittney Spears...
They say that it is the hard times that really test who a person is, and make them who they become.
Throughout my time in Roma, I have experienced highs and lows. No day has gone without a low though. Still, as every situation passes me by, I pick myself back up again and hope for the best. I look for the silver lining. At worst, I decide, "Tomorrow is a new day."
"Tomorrow is a new day" has become my sort of slogan here, because it seems that every day I find myself uttering those words. How many times can a person be knocked down and still get back up? It isn't even about Roma anymore. It's just my life. Everything I attempt to do, goes wrong. Who jinxed me? In the words of my dear friend Leslie, "May you die a slow painful death due to gonnarhea and clamidhea."
Today, I got a hello passed on to me from someone back home. They met my dad, though not for the first time, and said, "Roxanne is a very strong woman." I knew exactly what the person was referring to, but he specifically made it vague... After all, he was talking to my dad. ;)
As I thought about that statement, I thought... I am strong. I deal with a lot of shit, and I DO keep going. I get back up. Even when I physically get knocked down in the middle of a Roman street, and I'm all by myself, and no one even asks in Italian if I'm ok... I get up. I dust the dirt off, and I march on. What else can I do? I have to keep going, and so... I do.
And so, as each day brings more unpleasant experiences... along with all the wonderful sights I see... I have to remember... in the words of Brittney... "Now, I'm stronger than yesterday."
... On a lighter note, I finally got my Jew fix of lox and... get this... PHILADELPHIA cream cheese with tomato and onion, and I nearly jizzed in my pants. (Everyone catch that reference? haha) It was fastastico! E buonissismo! E Perfeto!
We also had a wine tasting at school. They taught us all about different types of wine, how to understand them, how to mix them with food, and of coarse how to drink them. Nothing like going to school and having your professors get you buzzed. PS - There's a professor that everyone keeps saying looks like Johnny Depth and today I gave in. He really does look like Johnny Depth.
So in the words of the Italians, "Cin Cin," and remember, "Stronger than yesterday!"
Signing off,
Ciao Bella...
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