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So a long long time ago, I was studying abroad and went on the most amazing vacation ever. I was visiting a close friend I'd known for many years in Italy, and while there we did all kinds of fun things, including hanging out with her gorgeous Italian guy friends. And since I'm a bit shy and was only there three weeks, nothing too much happened except that in my last week there one of them guy friends and I started making out in every bar we went to with my awesome friend and her boyfriend after flirting for about ten days. He bought me drinks, he bought me gelato, and we made out all over Palermo. If only I'd stayed another week...

But I digress. As I was getting ready for bed, I was letting my music shuffle through the entire library, and it started playing this song:

And I know it's ridiculously corny because it's Bon Jovi but I don't care because that song was playing the first time my favorite make-out buddy ever and I kissed after I beat him at a round of Uno in a bar serving beers from all over Europe. It was also the first time I had raspberry beer so a doubly important night! It wasn't true love, but it was definitely true lust. Now I feel all lonely, which is only made worse by what happens tomorrow.


I'm going to a bridal shower. I'm baking brownies for the shower. There will be forced merriment, but all I can think of right now is that I just want a new make-out buddy, or really my favorite make-out buddy back. Where am I gonna find a gorgeous Italian beau with c-c-curly hair like he had? This is going to be me tomorrow, I just know it.

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