I like being home, but I really don't like staying here. And I hate washing my hands all the time. The worst part is I'm not going to school anymore. I'm so sorry about that. I'm really angry about it. I love going to school every single day. I have fun being in class with my friends. I have fun when the teachers are talking. I have fun when we go to the kitchen and dining room labs and I do reception. I have fun doing everything at school, even having breakfast at the bar before class starts. I'm really angry because in the afternoons I can't do any of the things I love. I can't go running or play soccer or do rhythmic gymnastics at the gym, where I go by myself. I can't go to rehearsals with my choir, the Mani Bianche, in Testaccio. On Tuesday afternoons I can't go around Rome on the bus and metro and walking with my friends from the Club. And I can't see my friends anymore, like Lorenza. I can't visit my grandmother and aunt and I can't see my cousin and cousins. And I love going bowling and going out to dinner. I can't do anything. Nothing at all. This is not okay with me. Not one bit. It has to end right now. At home I do tons of homework. Tons and tons. My history and Italian teacher runs video lessons on the computer. Yesterday she was talking about Greek tragedy. I even saw some of my classmates in all the videos on the computer and that made me really happy.
When I finish my homework, I play board games and then cards. But what I love doing most at home is talking on the phone. I call everyone or send voice messages. Or I do video calls. I use my cell phone or I take my mom's and dad's because they have more numbers. I love talking on the phone with everyone. I don't like watching television. Only sports. Movies bore me. Really boring. Theater is much better. As soon as I can leave the house I'm going to the theater. But mostly I'm running to school so I can see everyone again.