Italian Class

Somehow I'm glad I decided to go to my Italian class today, even though I was tired as hell. First of all, it was gratifying to see that I got most of my homework right. And then Cute Guy, while discussing what we are reading, accidently let it slip that he reads Playboy in front of the whole class. Boy, did he blush. My inner 12 year old finds this highly amusing. Really, a guy who reads Playboy. Colour me shocked. In other surprising news, the sky is still blue and the sun will rise tomorrow.