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250-280 words

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-27 – 19:54:18

I definetely have to get over my difficulties in writing decently in English.

Today I should have given my teacher a letter of complaint, which I left here on my desk. The composition has to be between 250 and 280 words. I wrote 190 words and my letter is already finished, so I suppose I'll have to rewrite it.

Anyway, things in Cambridge are going well.. more or less. Yesterday I really felt homesick.
Sometimes I feel I just don't belong to this youth, to these people I meet everyday, to their acting and lying to each other just to look better. I don't belong to their saturdays at the reagal, their dancing to non-melodies and their talking without any thinking.
I missed my friends, my people, my places, my smiles and laughters.
There are also moments in which I would never come back, but they don't last long.
Every time I'm on these journeys I feel the need for writing, but above all to meditate about myself... And on this subject I'd have loads and loads of things to say, but I never feel free to tell them. I've built thick walls to surround me, but if you pay some attention between these letters, maybe you'll be able to find a little window.
Or maybe not.

n/n

so..

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-16 – 01:40:53

this is it.
it's friday.
tonight my friends came here to say goodbye, and now, as usual, I feel sad and weak.
It's the first time i'm leaving alone, i will have to socialize from the start (that's not so easy for me), and above all i'll have to grow up a little bit more.
it's always strange. I don't feel good here in my little village, seeing everyday the same faces, hearing the same things coming out from the same mouths, doing the same things.. but when finally i pack my bags and take my first step out of the door, i begin to feel a stranger who'll miss that place.
it's the first time i'm staying away for two months. i know it's not much and it's not bad, but you know.. there's a first time for everything and the sensation is always that of the need for confidence.
tomorrow i'll wake up smiling.

"Dear prudence, won't you come to play?", Siouxsie and the Banshees.

n/n.

lomography

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-09 – 18:29:37

Today I bought my first LOMO - a wonderfully blue Fisheye!

As soon as my film will be over, I'll let you know the results of this adooorable toy camera.

This afternoon I went to Padova with a friend of mine, she took me to the faculty I'll attend on October, and showed me the city.
Temperature was HORRIBLY high, and thanks to trees, flowers and wind, my allergy showed how much it cares about me -_-
I sneezed, and sneezed, and blew my nose.
Aaaaaargh I hate spring, as well as I can't stand summer weather here in Italy.. It gets impossible to breathe!

That's why I love coming to Britain in summer

n/n.

This is Spartaaaaaaaaa!

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-08 – 01:13:07

Tonight I had soooo much fun!
Last week my boyfriend and I watched the film 300, which i really liked, especially for the photography.
Tonight we re-dubbed it with different and odder voices and made it funnier ahahah!
So I re-dubbed the dialogue between Serse and Leonida.

I'll try to summarise...

Serse asks Leonida to try and reach an agreement: Sparta in return for a spring/summer collection by Gucci, year 500 B.C.
Obviously Serse falls in love with Leonida (who wouldn't?) and asks him for a night of passion, but Leonida refuses: he hates piercings and men who put too much makeup on.
Serse gets terribly angry, and decrees that he'll not give Leonida any collection at all - no Gucci, no Dolce and Gabbana, no Cavalli. Nothing.
Leonida goes away, and then there's a short scene between two soldiers about farts ahahah

if only you could understand Italian.. and, above all, the north-eastern accent! But trust me, that was really funny!

Aaaahhh..

But does anybody read this blog? Come oooon, leave some comments! otherwise I'll never get the chance to improve T_T

n/n.

Insomnia

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-07 – 01:31:18

I dont' like saying that sometimes I suffer from insomnia; I'd rather say that sometimes insomnia suffers from me.

n/n.

Time

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-06 – 20:50:09

I'm fond of writing, and I write everywhere: on my hands (you can find all my memos on my left hand), my arms, every notebook I can find, white or written pieces of paper around the house.. It's very important to me.
As a child I always felt the need to create, draw, colour, write - and two years ago to take photos.
It makes me feel less shy, more self confident and able to communicate. I believe that sometimes a picture can tell you more than you could ever imagine about the photographer.
Tonight I feel homesick. Homesick of the past, a past that I don't like and I don't want to come back.
And looking at some photos I took some years ago, in a certain way I can read on those images and figures all the things that have changed .
I love time, but at the same time I'm its first victim.

I took this picture in Barcellona, two years ago. I was drinking a terrible cappuccino with G., we were laughing and thinking about what we would have done the next day in that city, too big and fascinating for us.

This photo has a strong meaning to me.

n/n.

a, b , c, d, can I bring my friend to tea?

by nuvolenere @ 2008-05-05 – 22:22:33

Why should I open another blog?
The answer is quite simple: to improve my written English.

On the 18th of May I'll fly to London and spend two looong months in Cambridge (yes, I should study English), hosted by an English family.

I suppose I shall introduce myself ; well, I'm an almost twenty-year old italian girl, who recently left the school for interpreters and translators in trieste to find her real vocation.
I guess that people who'll read my blog will mostly be English or Irish, so one day I'll shortly describe the Italian education system after the secondary school, to be more precise that spooky thing called ITALIAN UNIVERSITY.

I'm really keen on photography, and it's been a while since I started saving money to buy a digital reflex, maybe a Canon or a Nikon. I also love the English language (ahahah), although I still have so much to improve!
I love my country, my old and jinxed Italy (no, Silvio once again, NOOO! I didn't vote for him, uh!), and travelling with my lovely man.
I have played the piano for six years, and now I can't remember almost anything -_-'
Anyway music still remains a huge passion.
Hopefully I'll see again the Whitesnake in Padova in July! Rock oooon!

Mpfff, I'm sorry having been so boring. My next entry will be more interesting, I promise

Leave some comments, tell me and ask me everything you wish to!

Cheers, n/n.

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