I lost both arms and a leg today, my besties off to Croatia just before the program ends. I’m already feeling lonely and, let me tell you, hopping back to Rome won’t be any sort of fun without them. So, without further ado, the necessary Radio Disney shout out:
“Dov'ѐ?”
There are so many cosmic connections in our past that we should’ve been friends years before, but apparently it took Italy to throw us together—and I’m so glad it did. Kimberly is not only a party-planning, story-telling, life-changing girl extraordinaire, but a sincere, sensitive friend as well. Quite legitimately a peachazoid.
“Hold on, let me tap into my personal integrity.”
My most favorite bit about Sharlie is her complete commitment to life, whether it be note taking in Humanities or a spontaneous Newsies kick in a foreign piazza—she does nothing half way. And she goes about it so positively! I've never heard a single disgruntled word out of this girl, only smiles, laughter, and general good cheer. Just don’t use her toothbrush.
“Stop. Collaborate and listen: drug addict is ‘tossicodipendente.’”
Here’s the thing about living with this girl: you shouldn’t. She is too consistently funny, too genuinely hilarious, too positively entertaining. She’s always thinking up the perfect adventure to steal us away from homework, orchestrating some grand musical in the Piazza del Campo, or killing any sign of a deep discussion. At the same time, she’s a deadly serious soul. When she decides to do something, consider it already done. She even uses the word “magical” and means it.
Missing you already, friends. Vi voglio bene (ritornate vivi, ascolta?).
2 comments:
Elizabeth!! You are amazing!! We will live through this crazy adventure, if only to see your beautiful shining face again.
miss you. i keep thinking you should be with us.
also, what does tossicodipendente mean?
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