Midterms?

With midterms coming up this week, I am naturally not studying but rather wasting time in myriad ways. I haven't really done anything too exciting this past week/weekend. I've developed something of a cough, not a bad one by any means, but it's annoying. I should go to the farmacia. It's on my list.
I've gone out a few nights lately to Campo di Fiori. It's a big piazza with lots of restaurants and bars around it. A popular spot with some Americans. It's fun in its way but I've gotten over it. Maybe it's because I feel like I'm back in IC when I'm there. And why come to Italy if you're not going to remember it? I wonder that sometimes. Last night, a couple of us just had drinks at a smaller bar in Trastevere then hung out in Piazza Trilussa. Those Italians know what going out should be. They sit in a piazza, on steps, fountains, whatever there is, have a beer or two and just hang out. Or they'll just walk through the streets (which are packed at night) and stop every once in awhile to get a drink and then keep going. That's pretty awesome really. I wish we could do that in the U.S.
On Thursday, the tram broke down as I was trying to get to class. It was awful because it was hot and crowded and they kept opening and closing the doors so we kept thinking they had figured out the problem. But then we just got off and walked to class. It was far away and we were late. But then we went to the Palatine Hill and the Colosseum. So I felt better after a rough start in the morning.
My art history professor calls on me a lot in class. And back when we started the class, I knew the answers because it was ancient art. But now we're in the Middle Ages and I don't know this stuff but he still calls on me. I never know the answer. And finally this week, after another 'I don't know' he actually said that I've been striking out a lot lately. Yeah, thanks for pointing out the obvious. He doesn't call on other people nearly as much so the sheer number of times where I've had to say I didn't know the answer makes me look dumb. The other kids don't know either but they never have to admit that. I need to work ahead or something so I can maybe partially redeem myself. Professor, there are 20 people in the class. Don't pick on me.
I think I am going to go look at some art in churches today (Mom, I'm scouting out the Caravaggios) or sit in a piazza and write postcards or just wander around. The weather is absolutely perfect (the puffy jackets are still on though) so I need to get out. No studying will happen.