magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

alone, i said out loud, "i just want to go home, i don't even want to go back to rome anymore." i had been crying a little, one or two tears welling up and rolling out of my eyes. looking at one of my photos of stef, telling her how much i miss her, how hard it is being away from her.

and i do want to go back to rome. i want to see amazing things and make amazing art. but i just feel so alone and scared and i want her to put her arms around me and make that go away.

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the last few days really haven't been that bad. gubbio and perugia yesterday, and back to gubbio this morning, all the risd kids in and around the city, to visit the language high school, and a tour of the city by some of the students, and some neat things i hadn't seen.

and i bought a hello kitty day planner. exactly the same size as my unbound sketchbook, and took took the pages out and put my pages in. it's bright red leatherette, blind embossed with a hello kitty face. it's too cute.

back to ponte calcara. some sketching and some reading. but now the sun is going down and i'm sitting alone waiting until dinner and i'm missing home and stef so much.

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went out for dinner with debora, angelo, chandler, and her host-sister andrina. pizza, in a restaraunt that had the feel of an american buffet. it was good, but not terribly filling, and after saying that i was still a little hungry they wouldn't let it drop until i had ordered another pizza. it seems that the italian kids are as bad as their parents in this regard.