I'm getting quite use to my life back home now. I got a job and i study most of my time.

Tanning lots, going out with friends, pretty quite days here. 

The highlight of my week was seeing a friend i hadn't seen for almost one year. He's working on commercial ships, sailing through America and Europe. It was pretty tough say goodbye, he'll hopefully be back in Agoust, but nothing is for sure yet.

Last night we had a family party: my cousin, my brother, his girlfriend and i. Had the best time ever that ended up having a bath in the sea at 5 a.m. under the rain.

And today my lovely twins cousins arrived from Sweden. Coming here to celebrate was their birthday wish. We'll have a lot of girl-time. Polishing our nails, taking care of our beauty and enjoying some quality time with people that love you and always will.

I keep building memories i'll keep with me forever, and i'm so lucky to have around all those wonderful people that keep building with me and for me.

Surfing on internet i found this really interesting article. When i got out the college i was so scared and confused i wish somebody told me what i read on this page. Check it out, it's worth it.

A piece of heart

After nearly two months i came back from Tasmania i spoke with my australian family. I'll be honest, i didn't spoke to them yet cause i wasn't sure i could do that. Even though i miss them a lot, in a selfish way i avoid to speak with them because i knew it would hurt.

I think of them every SINGLE day. Whatever i do, i got some memories about them, and it always end up with me crying.
When i listen to the music i think about how we loved to move the table in the kitchen and dance like crazy. Annabelle loved when i lifted her up and danced with her. I still remember her laugh when we did. She was happy, and i was too.

The day before i left, after i pic them up from school i took them to the park. Felix was so happy he couldn't stop thanking me. I remember i was sitting on a bench, he run to me, hugged me and said: "Thank you Sarah, you are my best, BEST friend!!!".

Annabelle is using the toilete, no more nappies.

Lachie got in the older group of the State soccer team and will go to Coff Harbour in October.

And i wish i could always have a friend like Rachel beside me. She always knew what to say, to make me feel better, and i hope our friendship will last although the distance. 

New, not typical, summer passion.

I'm doing a crochet scarf. I know it's not a typical summer hobby, but i'm actually enjoing it. I'm not sure if  do like doing crochet or i like it just because it simply all i do. I'll be honest will you: i'm bored to death. I'm forcing my self not to work and i'm trying to relax and get my enery back to be ready for the stressfull winter is aspecting me, but i can't. I do not like to be here, and at least when i had a job i did something to keep myself busy. 

Summer AGAIN!!

Today summer starts officially in Italy! It has been summer weather for a while now, it's awesome.

This morning i finally booked my driver licence test: i'm a bit scared but i've still got time to study. 

This afternoon i spent some quality time with my little brother, Alessandro. And then, we were off to the beach.

Some days i just LOVE ITALY. 

Hard times pass by, as the good ones.

Things are getting harder and busier.
I knew going back home to live with my parents would not be easy. But i never thought it would be this hard. Things are not going really well. I lost my independence, my privacy and my peace.
And everything i have to do seems much more difficoult.
I'm really looking forward to move to Sweden.

I'm trying to study for the driver licence as much as i can and at the meantime i'm trying to get a part-time job (which is not easy at all in Italy at the moment), but everything seems to flow opposite my plans.

I guess i can just do my best and hope that everything goes how i want.

Back to school....just for one day!!

Today i went to my old College with my friend Benedetta to greet our teachers. It was actually harder than what i thought it would be.
In Italy last year of College can be pretty tough. You have to face an exam about all the subjects and you have to bring a thesis written by you. Three written tests: a italian essay, two pedagogy essays and a test about math, english, law and healt. After a week you have the oral test, that starts with your thesis and then is about all the subjects.
Last year by this time of the year i was almost feeling sick by the stress. I was really worried.
I guess it wasn't only the exam. After it you are suppose to be an adult. You have to face by your self, for the first time, lots of big and important decisions.
I think i was afraid of the meaning of that step as well. Today going back there, after all i've been through since i left that place, almost one year ago, was pretty emotional. It made me realise, how much things around me, i and my life has changed; and how different it has gone from what i had planned one year ago.

It was nice, though, to see the teachers and the rest of the stuf and see that we left something in them. They were all really happy to see us and proud for what we did in the past year.
The right way to say goodbye to this year and to say WELCOME to my new, up coming, life.

Small Cities Realities

Sanremo, my hometown, is a really small city. Everyone know each other. If something happens everyone will know. Everyone like to talk about each other and you end up to talk about somebody's else life and not live yours. That's one of the reasons i was really happy to leave this city. I was tired about the judgment of people i did not know even if i actually didn't care too much. Anyway today was the first time i went to the city with a friend. It's sunday and everyone were around.
Surprising, it wasn't too bad. I met some friends, not the best ones but still people that i had fun with. Of course i met people i didn't want to see as well. But at the end of the day i can say, that i don't know if i can resist here for 3 months but surely i could sqeeze out some more fun from those people i once use to hang out with.
Coming back here, and see the places and the people i left is strange. Nothing and nobody changed anything.
The experience i did, changed me a lot: changed my way of thinking, changed my plans for the future. It simply made me a different, and i hope better, person. All the people i met today, in 7 months, haven't changed anything in their lifes. They still hang out in the same places, do the same stuff, talk about the same things.
I absolutely don't think i'm better of them. I just think, that i'm nearly twenty, and i'm trying to do something real to make my future happen the way i want. I'm trying to work out something that suits me perfectly because i have to live with it for the rest of my life. I do not want my life to flow in front of me like a movie. I want to act in it, and i want to be a hundred per cent responsable of the way it takes.