If only I had a heart...
Saturday, 27 September 2008
My dad's advise for me when I didn't cry at the airport as the Italians left: "You need to get heartbroken. That way when you connect with someone and they leave, you'll actually feel something"
Well done dad. Thanks a lot.
I may not have cried, but I can show my love in another way:
Sara - Officially my Italian sister. I love this girl so much
Luca - Maybe we shouldn't have taugh him how to say "motherfuckingnigger" way back in Italy last year.
Michele - "Thanks for the lift, Kathryn"
Gianluca - This guy is so sweet and adorable. I'm going to miss him lots
Debbie - She may have smoked and gotten herself in trouble for sneaking into other peoples rooms, but she had a heart of gold.
Claudia - First girl Jason "hooked up with". She's so sweet :)
Manuela - Err... I think we'll all remember her for all the bad reasons. Pug face.
Ivan - Manchild. Stange one, this one.
Patrizia - She is so lovely. I wish I could keep her.
That's the extent of my love. Maybe I do need a broken heart.
Maybe I already have one
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