5am Italian.

It is almost 5am and I have been sitting in my bed writing an extra credit poem for italian while watching the Notebook. That may be the most pathetic sentence I have ever said in my entire life. So being that Italian is the language of love or what have you, I was encouraged to write something romantic. I tried by best but bitter Nancy reared her ugly head and got the best of me. So here it is:

Abbiamo avuto un amore bello.

Ti ho dato il mio tutto,
Mi hai dato un anello.

Ma il nostro amore è stato distrutto.

Hai amato un altro e io non sapevo,

ma lei mi ha detto la tua storia.
E poi il nostro amore è stato perdevo

Ora sei solo una memoria.

Ho usato per pensare a te spesso

Mi sentivo le crepacuore.
Sembra irreale adesso,

come un pezzo di me muore.

Un giorno troverò vero amore,

e si può sapere che cosa hai perso.

Vai all'inferno tu merda di testa.

Tu sei il diavolo.

The last two lines are part of the 'alternate ending' that I will not being turning in so I won't translate them for you lol. So here is the translation (it sounds much prettier in Italian):

We had a beautiful love.
I gave my all,
You gave me a ring.
But our love has been destroyed.
You loved another, and I did not know,
but she told me your story.
And then our love was lost
You are now only a memory.
I used to think of you often
I felt the heartbreak.
It seems unreal now,
like a piece of me died.
One day I will find true love,
and you can know what you lost.

So no one read this and think jeeeeez this girl needs help, I took some of my life experiences and turned them into a poem, but really I am doing just fine lol 

Okay, that's all! Oh and here's this creeped out face I drew while watching the Hollywood Story on Lil Wayne lol.