Blank Stares

Blank Stares
Are what I get
When I talk to Allegra and Giacamo.

A brown goopey face
Is what I get when I talk to Carlo (he likes chocolate cookies)

It is frustrating, thought, that the kids I live with look at me like I am crazy, out of my mind.

Anything I say, I get blank stares or looks that state, who do you think you are and what the hell are you doing?
It feels silly, really.

Hanging out with Carlo is almost better because he doesn't know any better.
He just goos and gaas and cries. Or says nothing at all.

Right now there are seven kids playing in the back yard. One girl has one of the most annoying voices I have ever head. And energy that Sarah Orton used to have. No offence Sarah.

Today I went to Milan with Barbara. She met up with a friend and I walked around. The area I was in had lots of stores. Shopping, shopping, shopping. There was a new Abercombie store that I guess was a really big deal. I decided to walk in for kicks and got my fair share of shirtless model guys and girls in short shorts. It is kinda disgusting, actually. I think its offensive.

Besides that not much else is new. Looks like I am going to Spain mid-June for my week off!!!!! I am looking forward to that for sure!
Okay, until next time.
J