Time

Looks like I haven't updated the bin since October 9. Oh gosh. My time runs too fast. Someone call God to stop it! Now!

Spotlights on me.

Nothing to say. Ordinary life. Boring lack of drama. Studying Fichte. Chatting at the back seats of my classroom. Cursing at the low marks. Smiling at the few good ones. Crying my eyes on the Physics test about electric fields. Sneering on my English Literature test on William Wordsworth. Going to a conference about James Joyce. Attending a meeting about contemporary art (tomorrow @ school). Watching for someone to love in the "titanic" way. Driving old cars with friends around. Hating the current pope and president with the history teacher. No sport or wellness. Just a couple of handstands and somersaults on the parallel bars on the PE classes. Cooking pizza with my lovely classmates. Listening to Britney (as always). Hanging out on facebook. Reading no books. Looking for time to write my own book. Watching some catchy soaps. Cutting my hair. Keeping going on. Trying to be some decently happy. Feeling like I'm on a stage and people fanatically watching my show. Think I can handle it?

Just a post-it note

Look at you, people! How's it going? Yep, I'm turning adult, too. Promise I'll write soon inside the bin some good stuff (hope) that has come to my mind these days! I have to leave u for now, but! huge PRESENT! The new Britney single, 3 (just reminding lady gaga who has made the history of pop).

Thoughts?

A little tear

Watching tv today at lunch, obsessed by thoughts about...school. How much work I have to do this afternoon! Wish me good luck, please. But the quite cold voice from the news anchorman caught my attention, and my heart for a while! Six Italians paratroopers died a few days ago in Afganistan, people is quite angry here in Europe, we don't really think we should have a lot to do with a so far place and its troubles, but for hope in democracy, dream of power, or love of country, missions of "peace" involve our soldiers too with the Americans. Well, today they brought to Rome the six corpses of those unknown heros, and just a 2 year old kid, the basque of his brave father on his blond head and a blue t-shirt, made me cry, pointing with is little forefinger his dad's coffin, he tryed to run towards it, but the black dressed crushed mom didn't allow. So sad. I would hug them.

Eating different

My aunt invited me for a special dinner on Thursday. We went in a peaceful and private place, just a simple local with wooden table and chairs, no music, no phones, nothing more, where everyone is free to take a seat of a table, even with people who he/she doesn't know. You eat macrobiotics and drink some green tea replacing water. It's a really strange cooking, you must be really open to experiments to appreciate it, but I found it good. The air was good. People were good. Life was good. At the moment. What a weird taste!

At the turning point

Hi guys, these two days were so crucial for me I almost had the time to breath correctly. On Monday, 14, I had to wake up at 6.30 a.m., have a quick shower, drink a coffee and get inside my dad's car. We picked my piano teacher up at her home and went through a long road (we also took the ferry!!!!) up to another zone of Italy, called Calabria. In one of the main cities of this region I had my piano exams at Conservatory. The examiners were quite nice and kind, but some boys and girls failed the exams because of the excitement. I made it quite well, I think, so now, I'm waiting for the public results! =) Today, Tuesday 15, was my very first school day. OMG, it was...a bit heavy, talking about exit-school-examinations and about the "A lot" we have to do this year....I want holidays to come here! NOW! On the other hand, my mates and I had the occasion to look down on the little skinny (or fat) junior students...ahah, they're always so confused about where to catch the bus, where to search their classes, where to go to eat.. =) pure innocents.

Last but not least...the Chopin valzer I played during my exams, I really don't know who on the earth could be this Olga Bordas, but it's still the same work I did. Hope you like it =)

...and yeah Soggy, photo posts make me sick too!

Rainy day

Hello everyone. Today the weather drove me crazy here in South Italy. The sun was just dancing with some clouds in the sky, the wind was pretty soft and dusty, some thunders claimed winter is coming and the rain washed the streets, softened the sand on the beach, quenched the sea's thirst. I enjoyed all of this melancholy gladly alone in my room, working hard for my piano exams, trying to fill the total lack of math exercises on my papers before school starts, lying on my bed quite like a cat. But, like on every rainy day I should do, never sate of music, I searched for a song, a melody, a voice, that could make the rain outside my window take a meaning and dance. And well, I found it! I'm definitely in love with it. Hope you see in the drops of water the faces that I saw, the old inns where Shakespeare smoked, got drunk and wrote masterpieces, and I'm not crazy at all!