Italy was great. I could say with confidence that it was the best experience I've ever had. I realized that there is life outside of the American way. And it's really awesome. Italy was a whole other world. The culture. The scenery. The appreciation for art. The people. The food. All amazing. If you're interested about my trip, you can check out some pictures under 'Webpage' in the top links. --- I've been going through some serious withdrawal of Italy. I really didn't want to leave. I wanted to go all over the world. I was already across the ocean, so the biggest obstacle was over. I wish I just could of explored forever. My withdrawal was at it's worst today. And today really sucked. Alot. About ten times, I started randomly crying. I'm not like that often. I scare myself when I get like this. I loose all control of myself. It was alot of things. Just nothing's really going good at all. I can't think of one good thing that's happened to me since I got back from Italy besides recieving the cake from Katie. School has been terrible. Just way too much to do and not enough time. All I do is work. I asked my boss to cut down my days during the week. So he gives me Wednesday off and tells me I now have Sunday's instead. Fucking wonderful. I'm getting sick again. I miss talking to Randi. Real bad. I can't stand being walked on anymore-- people screw me over too much and I just accept all apologies. I'm just crashing. It's mental and physical. I need Italy back. I need him to hold me. I need a really good day. Maybe put them all together: He is holding me in Italy while we have the most awesome day. Yeah. I think that would help me. --- I'm going to go watch 'Reality Bites,' it's my cure for the shitty mood.