(Now, where were we??...oh, yeah) Italy: Part 2

















Now, as you can see, the retardos in these pictures are really getting into, whatever they're getting into (a.k.a LET'S PARTY!). And well, I'll try to expalin it all, but it gets kinda technical.

Ozie and I are looking pretty wasted in one of those pics, I'm sure you'll have no problem guessing which. That was pretty much the end of the evening, and we stoped for breakfast. The little cleaning lady must have been very jelous of our beauty because she kept yelling "No no no pictures" even after I put the camera away. Bop.

The rest is pretty much us at clubs, and yeah, that.

Except the one where Oz and I look totally freaked out, and that's cus we were experiencing Dove's driving abilities.

I have a small confession to make...

...my "new hairstlye" is a wig.
I'm sorry for crying wolf wolf, but next time you see a picture of me with short hair, it'll be real.
Again, I'm sorry.
I hadn't realized some people felt so strongly about my hair.