I feel sad.i feel fuckin sad.The guys are sleeping and i'm here on matteo's computer trying not to sleep...i'll go to Taco Bell later,which is open till 3 am,just to spend time.I don't wanna sleep.Tomorrow's gonna be my last day here in the States.Time is so fuckin fast when you have fun,while you're havin a good time.Going back to Italy scares me because this is my place.I'll be happy to see my family,my friends.....sunday night movies...la vineria...varese...andermatt.But it'll be hard.I know that i'll get used to normal life in a month or so...hope less cuz it hurts,it hurts deep inside.
You know,here we ain't got any mountain where i can ski,or big bouldering areas where i can climb,the ocean where i can surf.Well actually these things are just a few hours drive away.But i have friends here,i have parties,i have interesting classes where i can go.I'd definitely enjoy studying here.And plus...i like so much to speak english.There are some things bad in america...food is not that good,but you can cook it yourself,soem things are really expensive...some not.
Hope to live in S.Francisco one day...and i hope some one of my buddies will join me.
Take care bros...see you soon.