Finally i made up my mind, i wanna go home.
i miss my boyfriend, my brother, my friends, my family, i miss italian food, i miss the smell of my city,i miss the sun,i miss the sea, i miss so much from my home country, i cannot stand it anymore.
look i don't wanna say that i hate this place and theese people at all, cuz i don't think so.
ja it's true our cultures are very different each other, but i learnt a lot on them and now i can understand much more bout dutch people.
wht i really miss is our way to show love and friendship.i miss to lie down on the couch hugging my friends, hanging out everyday with new people, talking hours and hours at phone even aware tht we're gonna meet in few minutes, never being quite NEVER!!! maybe that's one of the thing i miss the most our KAOS.
i'm gonna miss everything here, but we cannot have everything toch. i m gonna miss speaking dutch, i m gonna miss speaking english, i m gonna miss my hostfamily, i m gonna miss the stink of the boederijen, i m gonna miss this huge sky,i m gonna miss weed, and i m gonna miss the exchange students meeting .
but i got a lot from this experience, and i wanna go back here surely.i still have a  lot to learn around the world .
i just hope he can wait still sometimes for me :)
btw my adventure is gonna end with my dad and my brother coming here to pick me up :)

Spring is finally coming, flowers are coming out, and all that old shit is away in my mind.

a new season is at the door, there are still a lot of thing to get, but there are also some rhings we've lost.

Today it's the last day here for Anique (my hosting sista) she's gonna move on another home in the coty where my school is... yes of course i know we are gonna see each other, but i cannot pretend that it doesen't matter to me.

    I still remember when i arrived here, after the orientation week we exchange students went straight to a restaurant waiting for our hosting families. i remember i was there waiting and waiting for them, the hostingfamilies of the other exchange students were already there, i was a little worry. my mind was floating away, tryng to imagine how my new family could be...what if Anique was a bitch? i tought, and what if she was a childish girl i wondered.

then all of a sudden here they were :)

we stood there till the meeting finished and then we runned away, at the first service station we stopped and we got out of the car, it was Jan Jurre Anique  and I, i was still a little tired of all that english when Anique looked at me and asked me: do u wanna smoke? i knew it was against travel active rules, but it was just a little pretty cigarette... since that moment everything changed so fast.

    It seems me like yesterday when we went to Alkmaar to her father home. i was in the netherlands olny for 2 weeks, we arrived over there and only in that moment Niekje told me that her father owns 2 coffee shop. so we went in his kitchen Niekje knew his hiding place and we got his weed.it was the first time i saw the REAL WEED!!! it's incredible how much is that different from all that shit in Italy, it was 100 times better then the best weed of Naples!!! i couldn't believe at what my nose was smelling. Than we rolled it, Nickje wanted to have the honor, and she made a fucking huge jointje. it was the only joint we smoked that day, but i was high the all day long!

    When we went to the first party together, we were not even invited actually, but we had ha pass par tout: i m an exchange student :P so we just got inside and we started to drink and drink, than drinks where finished, but Molly still had our Tequilla bottle in her bag, at the end of the night we were as drunk as the hell and we had to walk to the station, that was very hard! and my heels were fucking hurting so i got to the station with bare feet, and it was something like -7° at least!!! but we where together.

    At Xmas it was my first white Xmas, we went to the church, it was interesting, but fucking boring. so we went home, Nickje went to sleep over me and we ate some Puddos ( Magic Mushrooms) we spent the all night long awake just spacing together.

   When i was sad, when she was sad, we were there for each other, there was no need of talking, just looking to each other, getting cigarettes ad everything was better, she could get me , and i could get her.

she's my soul sister, i didn't expect she could become so much at me, but so it is, i love her and she loves me!

this is why every time somebody asks me what s the best thing you get from Nederland i always answer : that's my sista! 

I ve ever been thinking it would have been awesome to have a sister , but now i know that's not awesome, that's fucking awesome!!!!