Ohhhhh today…The morning started out with a wonderful breeze coming in through the window, and a Florentine peach on the couch. I got dressed to go to class, and I ran into Brittney on the way to class. I asked her how things went with her roommate last night (the source of the drama). Evidently there were some pretty severe threats against Brittney. One threat involving a lamp. Yikes.
SOOOO, there was a visit paid to the powers that be in the program later, but before that I had class time! In renaissance art we paid a visit to the santa croce. I saw Michelangelo’s, Da Vinci’s, and Galileo’s tomb, and the works of Giotti. Giotti was one of the first painters to work in three dimensions. Everything was gorgeous, but it was painful to see the damage that the Arno river did when it flooded up to six feet of the santa croce and the surrounding buildings.
In fashion marketing we watched a video about Viktor & Rolfe and their launch of their perfume flowerbomb. The video included one of the coolest fashion shows I have ever seen. Youtube it! (viktor & rolfe flowerbomb fashion show---that will probably work).
Next came the meeting about the rooming situation. Oi. We thought we conveyed our concerns about the matter, but Julie appeared to manipulate the whole situation when an hour and a half after our meeting, Brittney and I get a call about meeting as a group to work it out. At which point I called mamma in tears because basically, I want this girl out. I don’t feel safe and I am going to convey that.
It doesn’t help her case that she ended up taking all her aggression out on me over the phone this afternoon. She asked if Cailin or I would sleep in Brittney’s bed from here on out. A) no way jose and B) NOOOOOO. I’m not going to put myself in that situation, and it’s not fair to put Cailin in that situation. I ended up having to say to her “I don’t feel comfortable sleeping in the same room as you at the moment.” Three minutes later, me, shaking with anger, and Julie, still yelling at me (she even called me bipolar at one point and said I couldn’t handle things like an adult…..um, HELLO!?!?!?!?! They have these new fangled inventions called MIRRORS! USE ONE!) I finally hung up the phone. This is not how I want to spend my time in Florence. The only solution I see is to send her home or get her another apartment.
The one bit of good news is if there is any sign of aggression or ANYTHING from here on out, we report it, and she is evicted.
The night was really cool despite the drama. Brittney’s family friend lives in Florence so they took us out to eat. I had risotto with zucchini flowers. It was delicioussss! And I did my first Italian double cheek kiss. I was wayyyy excited . I’ve been seeing other people do it, and since they know I am American they always insist on shaking my hand!
But guys, I need some prayers. Pray that this situation be resolved quickly and safely! None of us want to deal with this any longer than we have to!
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