my name is kate

do not worry, you will get some prague soon. i am tierd but felt a post was needed.

francesco called me kate. there was silence, long, long, long then applause from my close italian class friends (who know i am kate, not katerina). life changing.

prague was great. we did not crash in the alps and end up living in elephant skins from japan .. . long story. we got creative with stories abotu our hostel mates.

you should congragulate my little sister, i hear she is amazing.

i am not happy. i leave in a little over one month. this is a problem. a big problem. like huge.

prague will be put into a nice edited (HA, you can hope) little work of keyboard taps.

oh, i got banged and i have a mullet. bad news. MULLET! now everyone think i am spanish or from argentina. in prague they handed me spanish guides!!!!!

done.

ciao. di cui for reading (that is the bad italian phonetic spelling of the check word for "thank you"). i am gone. ciao.