Becca over seas, scary aye?

 
Wow, uh, haven't posted in a few, sorry about that. I'll try to quickly cover my bases before I fly off to Sweden and take a ferry to Denmark. Damn, I'm spoiled...

Tuesday
Woke up, got dressed, showered, ate, or something like that in a different order.

Ben, mom and I then went searching for a musical instrument. Ben is an amazing guitar player and ofcourse I'm in the process of learning as we *speak*. Finally we found what we wanted.

After snapping open its black case, we looked at its magnificent shinny metal platings. You could see the notes, barricaded against one another by the metal bars. Yes, we had a harmonica.

We both got one, then went to the FSU center to meet daddy.

We all went with Carol, bought some sandwhiches and took the tube to where we were going to meet the students. We then lunched at a small park near the tube stop.

Some how, from the FSU center to the park I got in a very bad *insightful* mood. I was thinking about Sunshine, about Donna, about Ricky, about a million other crazy things, almost all of them negative. Not negative towards the person in question, but towards myself. My family and Carol tried to cheer me up, but I put my headphones on and drifted of to Becca pity land. Not so fun.

Dad and Carol headed to the Tower of London to do the tour with the students and the rest of us went to a park. Momma slept while Ben and I tried to play our harmonicas.

Walked home from there, got in a big fight with Ben and Mom, walked by myself to the FSU center to do e-mail. Talked to Analise and Celeen for a little, I think. I can't really remember.

Walked home, met mom and Ben on the way, went to the best Italian resturant in the world with my family and one of my dad's former students and her husband. They talked for two straight hours about buisness and about how great Ben was. It was kind of annoying. I didn't even speak the whole time, there was no reason for me to, I'm not a buisness student or graduate and I'm not an adult. So, I ate good food instead.

Went home, attempted to call Analise over ten times. Never got a hold of her and went to bed at one in the morning or 7 pm to you.

Wednesday
Woke up, ate, did that normal stuff.

Came to the FSU center, checked e-mail for three minutes. ***By the way, I'm sorry to those whom I haven't replied to, I have had no time and have been getting some startling news the past couple days***

Ate lunch at one of the student's father's house. Or flat. He lives in London. It was good and I liked it.

Went to the British art museum, I can't remember the real name. It was fun.

I bought a couple things in the gift shop for friends, I didn't get anything for me lol.

Came home, read, ate spahgetti *sp* and layed around. I cried a little quietly and missed Sunshine so much. I wrote three or four pages to her. Wrote to myself. Read my book.

And now today. I'm leaving this chair in about three minutes to go to the flat, to get in a taxi, to get on a plane, to get on a bus, to get on a ferry, to get to my room in a hotel. Or at least thats how it usually goes. I love you all very much.

I love you V. I'm sorry I can't write more.

I love you Donna, you are amazing.

I miss you Sweetheart, even though I know you won't read this for awhile. I miss you and love you.

I love you all and I can't wait until I can see you and hug you and feel you against me.

Good bless.

Becca

posted by Becca at 6:06 AM

 
The Solidity of Fog By Russolo

This was the piece at the Guggenhiem Museum that I loved. This isn't a great picture of it, in fact in real life its all done in shades of dark blue. Its really quite stunning
posted by Becca at 11:14 AM

 
*GRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHH*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today is just not going so great. But first, yesterday.

Monday
Woke up, took a shower, got dressed, walked to the FSU center.

When I got there, I typed up the weekend stuff and then answered ALL 17 of my e-mails. *Clap clap clap* Vanessa, get me a cookie. *MUAHAHAHA*

By the way, I woke up at ten thirty, got to the FSU center around 11:30. I stayed here until about three. I talked to Amber, Erin and Analise. There was something wrong with Analise, so I was a little weirded out. She wouldn't tell me what though.

Anyways, I walked home at three, only to find out that the entire room of people were sleeping and that I could come back for another hour. I ran upstairs, made a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich (the only thing I ate before 6 that day) and practicaly ran and ate it at the same time to get back to the FSU center. By the time I got there, Analise was gone so I wrote a hasty e-mail, ran to the currency exchange place, traded 22 dollars for 10 pounds *a total rip off, 15 dollars=10 pounds, bloody brits*, ran home, called Analise, but she wasn't home.

When I was partly done with freaking out, I went with my big bro and mommy to go get food. We bought our grocerys, came back to the flat, ate, then went to the Jack the Ripper tour.

The guy who was giving it was really really good. He gave us all the gruesome details and even acted out some of the parts. I couldn't help laughing at the reactions of the students. I think they all thought I was a sick bastard for laughing when he was describing how the intestines and liver were cut out. *Shrugs*

Got home, ate some chocolate *oops* and then called Analise. Talked to her for like thirty minutes, found out what was wrong and talked it out to a point. We're all good for right now though.

Went to bed.

Today has been poo. I'm really frusterated with myself. I've been really irritable today, just about nothing. Solemn and quiet and reclusive. Like as in don't touch me, I bite hard, real hard. Just thinking about the poo is bringing me down. So why think about the poo? I don't know. I still am though.

No one is on line. Its 11 am and no one is on in America. No one that I know that is, or that is acctually present at their computers. No one that I know in England, considering that I don't know anyone in England.

Maybe I should respond to those e-mails? Sounds like an idea to me.

Bye.



posted by Becca at 11:04 AM

 
Sorry, I didn't have enough time to write today, I had to take care of something else that was really important to me.

I'll answer e-mails later and give you guys and girls the scoop on whats up in London.

I love you all very much.

*MUAH*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by Becca at 5:33 AM

 
Wow, lots of writing to do, yet I have a million questions to ask of my friends. I'm curious......

Thursday
Well, after I left from the FSU center, I went back to the flat and packed. Sat there for a couple hours reading a book and then when my dad came we got on the tube, then on a train, then to the airport. Checked in, went through customs, went through security, went to our gate. Waited. Waited. Still waiting. Stillllll waiting. Our plane was an hour late. *Shrugs* Oh, and by the way, thats RyanAir. Don't EVER ride RyanAir. Explanation later.

When we we landed and got out of the plane I was a little disappointed. There were cars EVERYWHERE and I didn't see even one canal. But then, my daddy said to get on the bus, we still have forty five minutes to get to Venice. It made me happy lol.

Got off the bus, got on a boat bus, which are pretty darn cool. Instead of having the tube or a bus system, they have BOATS!!!!!!!! It was cool.

Got to the hotel and crashed. Didn't write to Analise or myself then because I had done that on the plane, I think..

Friday
Ben had put the air conditioning, which was blessing to have because almost NO place has airconditioning, on full blast and I froze to death trying to sleep. I woke up early, took a shower and got dressed, woke him up and then read my book for a little bit. Then it was breakfast time.

Each morning we ate breakfast with our parents, who were in another room, on the water literally. They had built a big dock and we sat on the dock in one of the HUGE canals and ate breakfast. It was good and the view was beautiful.

After we ate we started walking to San Marco, which is a huge square with a huge church at the end of it. On the way we walked over at least a half a dozen canals, including the Grand Canal which divides Venice. It was truly beautiful.

Oh, and on the way there, Becca got earrings. Becca likes her earrings. She wears them everyday. I like them too lol.

When we got there we walked around the square looking at the amazing archetecture of the square and of the church. The church, though Roman Catholic, is built like a masque. It looks really strange. I learned later that everything that church is made of was stolen. The saints body, the colums, the gold, the marble, all stolen. Its kind of amazing that a CHRISTIAN church would be completly made of STOLEN materials. We all had a good laugh on that one.

Then, after we had explored the great and grand San Marco square we headed to get some Italin food. We found a little cafe and had spagetti. I have never been able to spell that word lol.

Then it was on to the Doge's palace. The Doge was the ruler of Venice back in the day when it was its on little country. Checked out the art and the archetecture. It was pretty cool, they had a bum load of sculptures which I LOVE. It was all up on the Roman and Greek mythology and my mother and I walked around telling the storys behind the art. It was fun.

We walked around some more and then headed back to the hotel for the usual nap. Nap? you might say. Well, the temperature in Italy during the summer rivals the Texas heat, plus we are walking several miles in just a few hours. Add to that heavy backpacks and climbing all of the stairs to the bridges to get over the canals and you will get four very tired travelers.

I didn't sleep, I read my book lol.

After the nap session we found a resturant to eat. I don't remember the name, I just remember that the lady who we gave our orders to was extremly rude. We think she was making fun of us in Italian. She didn't know english though. *Shrugs* we still got food.

We walked and got gelato, which is Italian ice cream. SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love their ice cream. Oh, lol, I was ignoring my dizziness just so I could eat it. Oops. *grins*.

After sploring some more we went back to the hotel. Ben and I had a three hour conversation about almost everything. We talked about my problems with mom, about bi sexuality, about girlfriends, about Analise and Ricky, about what we want to do when we're older, about everything. It was so great to be able to talk to him like that, he wasn't judgemental at all. It was so great. We finally went to bed at one a.m.

Saturday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just fyi. Lol.

Woke up, took shower, wrote to Analise and in my journal, ate breakfast.

When all that was done and gone, we walked to the Accademia, which is a huge musem of art. I really like art. It was all pretty cool, though almost everything was either Christ's death or birth. The Mother Mary was in EVERYTHING. I can only look at christian art so much before it drives me nuts. Luckily, it wasn't forever, and was very beautiful.

My dad had the handy dandy Rick Steve's guide to Venice, which was acctually amazingly helpful. If you go anywhere, see if there's a Rick Steve's guide to it, cause it rocks. Anyways, the creator of this wonderful planned a walk around the city that took you by several churchs and other beautiful things. We did the walk, going into the churchs to see the art work, and then got some pizza, which was amazing. My pizza was ham and mushroom, or fungi as they call it here. It was kind of like a stuffed pizza. The first layer was cheese, the second ham and fungi, the third was the crust. It was good.

Got some gelati on the way home for our nap. The best gelati to get is cocco which, believe it or not, is cocconut, not chocolate. Chocolate is something like cioccolate, or something like that. The cocco has bits of cocconut in it. SOOOO good.

They napped, I read.

We went and ate at another resturant which was really good. It was only like two minutes from our hotel. First course was spahgetti, the second fried beef, the third fries and the fourth ice cream with coffee. It was really good. Oh, and that was just what I got, my dad and brother are vegetarian, so they had fungi pizza instead of the beef. I ate some of my moms pizza, it was gooooood.

We then went the the Peggy Guggenhiem Collection, which is a modern art collection. It was probably my favorite place in all of Venice. The are was wonderful. I saw a REAL Picasso. Me!!! It was so cool. I got a print of a picture, though I can't remember what the name was. It was amazing. I'll look up the name and then find a site with it on it so you all can see it.

We walked the long way home, soaking up the sites of Venice at night, seeing the smiling faces and hearing the beautiful laughter. I love Italy.

We got home and Ben went to bed and I stayed up reading until one in the morning. I can't remember the name of the book for the life of me, but its the sequel to Clan of the Cave Bear. Ayla is soooo cool.

Sunday
Woke up, showered, ate, packed.

Then we jumped on one of the boat buses and road down the Grand Canal. We stopped when we got to the San Marco stop. Dad and Ben took an elevator to the top of a huge tower to see the ariel view while mommy and I shopped for presents for people. I got a couple things for some of my friends and then we met up with the boys.

After that we hit another muesem to look at some more art. This trip was very art oriented, though I liked it.

We got some food on the run, the boys getting spinach calozones, me getting a ham and fungi calozone and mommy getting cheese pizza.

The boys went to yet ANOTHER church/muesem with paintings.

Mom and I shopped. Got cool stuff. I got a cool silver bracelet for like 4 dollars. Oh, in Italy they are now using Euros which is the money of the European Union. A euro is equal to a dollar.

Got some cool Venician glass stuff. Venician glass rocks but is super duper expenisive.

It started raining and my mommy and I sat outside talking and laughing. It was super cool.

When the boys were done with the art stuff we walked to a Venicaian glass place that we had seen the first day to get a gift for Lynn, the girl that Ben has been dating for a couple weeks. He's really hooked on her, we talked about her a lot during that three hour conversation. He got her a really cute lady bug. It was sweet.

Then we went back to the hotel, got our bags, took the boat bus to the bus, got on the bus, got to the air port and sat there. RyanAir doesn't let you check in when you get there. You have to wait until about forty five minutes before the flight to check in. We were there four, five hours early. I sat there and listened to the cd Ricky made me, the one with all the different songs, not the Weezer one. By the way Ricky, thanks a lot for the cds, they are awesome and I love the General.

While I was listening to it I got semi depressed, my thought process only distrupeted by the checking of the name of the song each time a new one came. I thought about Analise alot, but for a while I really thought hard about Ricky. Sometimes I feel so bad about his and my relationship. Its hard for me to know what to do. When he and I were talking at bi-regi in that family group room by ourselves, I knew what I could do to make him happy. I was hugging him as he cried and I knew all I had to do was kiss him and tell him that I love him, and he would be happy. I didn't though, because it would have been a lie. I love the boy, I really do, but just not in that way. Its hard to know you have the power to make someone happy, yet you know you can't do it. I hope you're ok crazy boy, I worry about you sometimes, but I know you're strong. I love you.

Anyways, finally, after forever, we got checked in and through passport control and through security. We then waited. And waited. And waited. Still waiting. Our flight was delayed over an hour, and when we finally got on it was freezing. I didn't sleep at all but the rest of my family did.

I wrote about six pages to Analise. I was missing her so much. At the airport there was this girl that looked like Donna. Almost exaclty like Donna. She had a boy friend and they kept kissing and hugging and flirting. It drove me nuts. The familiarity of the face, combined with the actions, made me miss Analise even more. That doesn't make sense exactly, it was Donna that the girl looked like, not Analise. I guess its cause I had a thing for Donna a long time ago, but now that I'm happily with Analise I want what that *Donna* had. *Shrugs and sighs* Its all good.

I don't think that made any sense, but it doesn't matter. I get it.

The flight was horrible. There was turbulance all over the place. I got really scared, to the point that I grabbed my fathers hand and held it for like ten minutes. I don't like turbulance, flying doesn't bother me, just when the plane shakes like that *shivers*.

So, lol, if you felt a special wave of love around dinner time yesterday, that was me freaking on the plane, telling everyone that I loved them with my energy, that is just in case...

We got to the airport got through customs and waited over an HOUR for our bags. I don't like RyanAir.

We missed our train and had to ride a bus back. I fell asleep even before it started moving. When it started moving it jerked and I busted my head on the window. I had a huge headache and couldn't get back to sleep.

It took an hour to get to our stop, then we grabbed a cab.

I was in bed by 3:30.

We had planned to be in bed by 12:45.

I'm still sleepy lol.

So thats the end of my trip to Venice. It was fun, I loved the city, though I've had better food. Some day I'll take my special someone, ride a gondola in the night and tell them all about the city I love. I hope my someone is Analise.

I have this weird way of driving my self to mental hysteria when I don't get to talk to her. I always worry that she'll be tired of me, or that she'll be with someone else by the time I'm back. I'm silly like that. I trust her, but not myself.

I wonder how long it took me to write this. An hour an a half? I wonder how long this is lol.

I'm really hungry, I didn't get breakfast before I came here and I'm afraid to take the ten minutes to go get some because I might miss Sunshine. I sure hope she gets on.

A bum load of you guys and gals wrote me e-mails, it made me feel special. I'll try to write back to all of you, but if I don't get the chance I want you all to know I love you very much. You all mean a super bunch to me. *Muah*

Celeen's blogger won't work, Analise hasn't written in hers, and I've read Rickys. Yeppers.

I'm off to write e-mails, if I think of anything of interest I'll post later. I love you. If you get on the computer, get online, I'm on right now.

Good Bless.

Love.


posted by Becca at 7:24 AM