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If you don't want TMI, look away. I took a vitamin this morning and threw it up. Only the vitamin. And then I was fine. My body literally rejects health.

Just wanted to share. Anyway, last night, Rome got the most snow since 1986. The guided tour of Rome today, as well as aperitivo tonight, the tour of the Porta Portese Market tomorrow morning, and the visit to the Leonardo and Michelangelo art exhibit tomorrow afternoon have all been postponed. That sucks, but it's cool to see the city covered in snow. Kids are building snow men and having snow ball fights on the frozen streets.

My 5th apartment mate arrived yesterday. In total, I live with four other American students and the one Italian student companion. Carolina, Amanda, and Gabrielle cooked eggplant parmesan for dinner. I watched and clapped and didn't knock anything over. Good thing they like healthy things, because who knows (we all know) what I would consume if left to my own devices in this city. My mouth and tummy know there are always desserts near, so it will be a daily war to get them to accept anything else, especially vitamins. (Do I have multiple personality disorder?)

Speaking of being unhealthy, a majority of Italians smoke. I don't really mind it because it's a cultural thing and it's easier for me to excuse Europeans for anything/everything. I am very proud of the fact that I've never taken a single drag of a cigarette, but I've probably second-hand consumed a pack since I've been here. My hair smells like coffee and smoke when I get in from walking around the city. As I am not European, this just makes me gross- smelling like cigarettes with mozzarella on my sweater and gelato dribbling down my chin. The tiny cars seem trendy with Italians in them, but I'd look like Mr. Incredible if I drove one. I hope I eventually feel like I fit in here! I need to find something in between touristily enthused/confused (now) and jaded (how I've gotten about CA).