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.

London Twenty12

I'M BACK, again (too early of course). London is awesome. We had the best time ever, everything was just perfect: the people, the hotel, the city, the weather, EVERYTHING. Talking about the weather we had the hottest days London have ever seen, not a drop of rain.

DAY 1, May the 24th.

Well, we left home al 6 am. Once we got in London we were compleatly lost. Finally around 3 pm we got to the hotel, which was fantastic. The neighborhood was very pretty and we had the best room of the whole hotel. Just perfect.

We left all the suitcases there and we went to see the Big Ben, Westminster, the Parliament House, and Prime Minister's home. To get there we crossed St James park, and it was so pretty and peacefull i was speachless. I don't know if it was because we haven't got parks here, but it was absolutely beautiful.

Even though i had seen heaps of photos of the Big Ben, and that area of London, once i got there it was completely different from how i had imagined it. It was bigger, more beautiful, simply stunning.

On our way back to the underground, we met this AMAZING singer. He was singing No Woman No Cry by Bob Marley. I started crying in the tube and we stopped to tell him how good he was, and he sung us a song just for us. It was really emotional. I think he should not be singing in the tube, he should be famous so everybody could hear that beautiful voice and soul. I loved it.

Once we got to the tube we went to Embankment to have a drink before we collapsed in our beds for the tiredness.

DAY 2, May the 25th.

We woke up rested and ready to explore every corner of London. We started with the National Gallery: gosh i saw some of the most beautiful and famous paintings in the whole world. I saw Van Gohg's Sunflowers, i couldn't believe it. That painting reminds me of my last year of high school. I spoke about it at my art exam. I can't describe, the feelings that hit me when i saw Manet, Monet and Van Gohg's paintings. I was, and i still am when i think about it, speachless. 

Close by the National Gallery is Soho and Chinatown which were beautiful but i reckon it's not the prettiest area of London.

Then we went to Piccadilly Circus and Regent Street. I had seen Piccadilly in lots of movies so it was nice walking there with my best friends. 

Close to Piccadilly Circus, it is the M&M's store. We spent something like 3 hours in that shop, it was more like a museum. The people whom worked there were the friendliest i've ever met and made us laugh a lot. 

Regent Street was the shopping paradise. But even though i'm a student (a broke student) and i couldn't enjoy too much that haven i couldn't help my self from buying, i bet all the women that are reading understand what i mean. 

That night, our friend that lives in Luton, Letizia, joined us and we went to Piccadilly once again to have dinner.

DAY 3, May the 26th.

We lived in Notting Hill and Portobello Road was next to our street. On Saturday we went to the famous market. It was busy but worth to see: very colorful.

We had lunch at Green Park and in the afternoon we went to Madame Toussaud, the wax museum. It was huge, much bigger than what i expected. We spend a fun afternoon. 

And we got a bit carried away. 

That night we met a friend that lives in London and he took us to Sticky Fingers the restourant opened by Rolling Stones's, Bill Wyman.

DAY 4, May the 27th.

On Monday morning we were determined to see the guard changing ceremony. So we woke up early and went to Buckingham Palace. It was probably the hottest day of the week, and we arrived there early to be able to get good places and see all the ceremony. It should have started at 11.30, around 12 we got closer to the gate to see if it was happening something and this is all we saw: 

After that disappointment we went to the Tate Modern, which was a complete success. Much better than what i thought. 

Then we went to Harrods, even though we couldn't afford anything it's pretty amazing to see. 

After Harrods we had walked all day and we were exausted even if it was only 5 pm. Two friends went back to the hotel; me and Benedetta wanted to go to Covent Garden but since it was Sunday all the shops were shutting. So we decided, or i did, to go to Tower Bridge which was 15 underground stops away.

Forty minutes later we finally got there but we couldn't see the bridge. At last we found it but we arrived from the wrong side. We were to tired to walk to the other side and get a better view so we took the tube back to Notting Hill Gate. That will definitely be the first place i go to next time in London. 

Then we had to hurry to meet our friend in Liverpool Street. He took us to a really nice indian restaurant.

DAY 5, May the 28th.

The second last day we went to the British Museum. It was huge, really nice even if it was not my favorite.

We spent there all morning and then we went to Covent Garden and Oxford Street. Since it was the end of the holiday, we hadn't any money for shopping but they are still really nice areas to visit. 

We went out for dinner with our friend Andrea and once we got to the hotel Benedetta and I had the longest chat we had had for a long time sitting out on our balcony. It was nice to talk to her, it's one of the person i missed most of all when i was in Australia. She is my best friend, but since i had been away for a really long period and we had had different experiences in the last months i was a bit frightened that our relationship wouldn't be the same. Luckly this holiday confirmed that we are probably closer than what we were. Being apart just made us notice that we can't live without each other.

DAY 6, May the 29th.

Well, that was the day to say goodbye to this beautiful city. A bit sad. We walked around Notting Hill and took the famous red bus. Then we had to get to Gatwick with the underground and the train that took a while. We arrived in Nice at 9 pm. Long day. It was nice to sleep il my bed even if my room is still a mess.