Now I find myself writing more and night! My life here is definitely more intense than it is in your home, will be another problem on my return ...
The delivery of the review for the course of the Middle East has been more stressful than expected and unfortunately I ended late: I had to surrender by midnight on the 3 but I ended up at 4 am, I hope not a big problem, are not yet very practical demonstration of how things work here. Then at 4 I was so destroyed that I do not know how mica coming off the last part ... I also forgot to put in references 2 titles I mentioned something: (Anyway it is now delivered and then amen. To celebrate Friday I went to climb. In the evening I found myself downtown with Amaresh, we ate at the Chinese and then we went along with Anna at the party organized by the SAS (Student Society of Archaeology). The party was themed Sci-Fi/Fantasy but we were not very prepared, were not tax cmq also because the end was a tiny party. Anna tried to dress up as Trinity (Matrix) by simply drawing a rabbit on his shoulder and wearing sunglasses ... it has not worked much since they traded for Lara Croft, so he decided it was Lara Croft and the end of the problem. I had put some clothes vaguely sci-fi (neon green stitching) but then I thought to wear makeup his face with lipstick ... I wanted to look like some alien race any ... but is coming off a cyber-thing kind of Joker I was not fully met. But then I thought that so I do not see myself so who cares!! : P The problem was that he was dressed by Amaresh secchioncello chubby (as usual). I bought aluminum foil to the supermarket and I made a hat with the antenna and I must say that his costume was the most successful of the 3! 
There was a girl disguised as alien style avatar that was just wonderful ... hours for us to put make-up. Obviously, the only other person who knew the party was a smash balls girl attends the Near East and Anna and I hate because it makes the leccaculo all the time, spoke of continuous and generally inappropriately. One is sticking to her we were not even his best friends but he soon realized that was not well promoted and has sought other victims (who have also snubbed the other). We danced all night and we definitely had fun. The music was self-managed, this unfortunately means that between one piece and the other long holes and there were songs that were not properly connected to each other ... But they put a lot of good stuff, things that at parties in Italy do not feel safe (such as Joy Division ...). Of course, Barbara Streisand was the highlight of the evening: it seems there is no escape. At the close pub of the party moved to Camden, but we were going to take Anna's friend who came from Dublin. Of course we stopped for BigTasty porst-party!
The return home by bus rigged by cyber-Joker was interesting: p but the best thing is that there was a guy hugging the pole (the bus was full), who slept standing, except occasionally waking with a start because the legs gave way! My new idol!!
mother arrived Saturday evening and Lory. The decrepit old man of the nearby B & B has not kept the room I had booked and has pushed them into a tiny bedroom and sad, a lot of apologizing and making the discount, I would have wanted to kill! For dinner we went to eat at fast-food Mexican, I'd never tried and I must say it was passed with flying colors (of course the suggestion of George), his mother almost died from the hotness of his sandwich but they are details! Anyway buonerrime tortillas chips.
sclero Sunday was the day: the night I tried to get on with delivery on Monday but have not solved very well because it was the university's dial-up tantrums. Sunday morning, after 4 hours of sleep, I went to breakfast with mom and lory at the diner on the corner here: Inglese super breakfast and again to study. This was the first task of the course of the argument and Spatial Analysis was: statistical !!!!! I do not know if you realize: I can not do 6 +4 and they expect me to deal with statistics ... We do not understand anything. Around 2 I thought I had finished the practice and only having to invent a little comment on fb beak when a friend of mine tells me that he did everything in a different way ... Panic! I even called Massimo skype to see if he could help me ... poor, the holy will. At 6 I was in the blackest depression I felt stupid and had not dug a spider hole. I did not know which way to turn so I gave up thinking that today I could get help from others. Lory mom and I reached Piccadilly and we went to eat at the Indian restaurant where I had been a couple of weeks ago with Max, George, Anna, Amaresh and Cenk. We ate very well and very happy there too and then we went home. got home I connected to fb (as always) and I discovered that my other friends had replied to the discussion on the task, saying they had all done exactly what I did and I was right. I wished him a cramp in my right testicle to the companion who had made me feel stupid for the whole day and I went to bed.
