There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 18:53:24 GMT

You are the dancing queen young and sweet only seventeeeeeen

REQUEST OF HELP TO EVERYBODY

Fri, 19 May 2006 22:14:44 GMT

Please please would you be so kind to advice me with the most romantic+sad songs ever?
I NEED to listen to very dramatic and even angry stuff talking about desperate passionate love which can't be realized.
That will help my catharsis i guess.

Fri, 27 Jan 2006 23:12:59 GMT

Visto:

-La neve nel cuore
-The New World
-Match point
-I segreti di Brokeback mountain

opinioni a proposito?

The last good day of the year

Sat, 31 Dec 2005 00:33:46 GMT

It's been a while.

I never feel like posting here, but tonight i do. I think i have never posted here since i am at University.
University is fun, i don't study at all and i'm taking classes of american and russian literature, but i am forgetting about english grammar&english language because i don't practice. I don't learn russian language either. University for me is much more about cooking alone, at my flat in Trieste, and smoking too much. But i'm fed up about smoking and i think i quitted or something, these days. Now i'm home and tomorrow,let's say today, i'm gonna see my baby boy-it's almost a week that i don't see him-. I feel like someone who's trying to translate sentences from italian to english, instead of thinking sentences directly in english. And come on, i went to an International High, i was spending 80% of my time speaking english.
I feel bad about having lost my knowledge-or supposed knowlege- in english language, uni sucks.

My biggest regret, know what?
I should have chosen Architecture or Interior Design. But love made me choose to stay instead of going to Milan.
And thinking it twice, i don''t regret my choice. Because i chose LOVE and my babies will be named Matilde and Amedeo and Adelaide and Regina
And, if love won't work, i'll choose interior and my furniture piecies will be named Matilde and Amedeo and Adelaide and Regina.
After the kids, of course. And anyways, i will own a magazine.

love to anyone

it's my party and i cry if i want to...

Thu, 22 Sep 2005 12:26:01 GMT

19 TODAY

Thu, 15 Sep 2005 22:04:11 GMT

I am a Narcissus. -and i dislike to be interrupted when i talk

Wed, 03 Aug 2005 13:02:44 GMT

There's not much to say in these days. I don't feel confident enough with lj's world and i'm impressed on how i spent 5$ on a paid account which i don't know how to play with. I am always a good buyer though. Today it is raining and they say it will rain until the 15th. I don't care.

I had my driving licence on wednesday morning, last week.
And i don't know what to do about my future. No idea about university at all.

Fri, 08 Apr 2005 08:00:34 GMT

Eleonora and Martina posing with Trevi Fountain behind.
I'm currently at school doing this reserche about women partisans during WWII. On sunday we leave for Bamberg and Nurimberg for this meeting with german and ungarian schools about Totalitarian systems and Resistance. Today there is the pope's funeral at 10 o'clock, and we are gonna watch it on tv. Some people from my school left on wednesday for Rome. The family of one of them, who has lived in Rome before, was friend with Him. I don't feel good today. I have my left eye hurting and headache too. Plus a test on Nietzche on the 4th hour.

oh my dear wisdom tooth, why oh why?

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 10:49:32 GMT

Today is a great day. -Rosa is in London doing the interview for university -Gloria in Milan for a casting at the Elite Model Center I'm so excited but also annoyed because i could have gone with at least on of the two. Instead i am here without knowing yet if i'll be ok for tomorrow night. WTF. I want: -all Dawson's Creek dvds -a crepe with strawberries and ice cream from Chez Papi's creperie. I think i'm gonna get some in the afternoon. It is a warm day and i'm tired of being at home all day long. Spring began yesterday and i must celebrate the event properly. Plus i need shopping.

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 13:42:49 GMT

Friday i had one of my wisdom teeth removed and it still hurts so bad.
Yesterday i went to watch Million Dollar Baby and it was the most painful experience ever.
I can eat only soft and cold food but i would like to eat a pizza margherita for dinner.
Rosa is leaving for London right now and i am so annoyed about being sick b/c she had invited me to go with her.
What i like is strawberry tiramisù and aulin. What i don't is that i'm probably going to miss THE party on wednesday night at the club.

and she's all about leaving.

When in Rome

Thu, 10 Mar 2005 20:12:28 GMT

I feel fat and i must loose some weight soon.
Today i had my driving lesson which went good. I think i'll have my driving exam around the end of April.
My boy is lost in Prague somewhere and his cellphone seems to be gone.But he loves me, he said.
I feel an urge for leaving, Cali or some islands would be perfect right now. Instead i must go through terrible greek&latin tests and a coming-out-Bamberg workshop about Resistence and Totalitarism during WW2.

Save me right now, please!

And when it stops it stops...my heart stops beating

Sun, 20 Feb 2005 14:26:44 GMT

Extremely tired and half sick.
Rosa's party was awesome. The club full of people. The barman nice. The gifts appreciated.
I was amused. I would still be amused if not tired to death.
Crave for studying phisics and eating a toast.
But only the second is reciprocated.
And soon i'll begin with food photo session, which is needed.

Wed, 12 Jan 2005 18:05:55 GMT

I want to explode.
Now.

Wed, 08 Sep 2004 18:16:54 GMT

Two weeks from today it will be my birthday. I'm turning 18 and i don't feel that old.
But at the same time it's strange how things are running away so fast.
Today there was this boy 15 years old who said me that i look like a 14 year old chick.
It was quite funny because i knew him since he began middle school and i was just beginning my first year of high. I remember him being a child and now he looks so grown up 'cause actually... he is. I've never noticed that since today and it was strange.
This evening i'm gonna watch "The O.C.", i think it signs the beginning of another generation of teenager, those 90's fellas. Uahahah. I watched first Beverly Hills 90210 (but i was pretty much a kid when it began) and then i had the time of my life with Dawson's Creek. Now with O.C. i feel like i'm old enough to become an adult soon and this is sad somehow.

Tue, 24 Aug 2004 17:26:57 GMT

and i'm here. sad and lonely.
don't knowing how to cope with this horrible feeling.

We GlIdE

Tue, 24 Aug 2004 12:09:44 GMT

Once upon a time there was a girl hidden in a dark room.
The sun was setting behind her, while a boy was sleeping in an orange couch with his hand covering his soft lips, as he was dreaming of something very profound&amazing.
The wind was still blowing outside and the summer was at its beginning...What we had was nothing but hopes for the summer we would have shared together. The girl standed still. The breathe of the boy made a little funny noise and while the smoke was surrounding her head she smiled, staring at him.

Then he woke up, their eyes met each other in the magic and sad twilight of May and it seemed like that moment could have lasted forever. But the sound of a broken glass in the kitchen came clear at their ears and in less than a second the spell was broken. The glimpse of happiness and perfection was just pure illusion and in the exact moment of the brokening the girl had a vision and realized it all.
The boy came to kiss her and it was the sweetest kiss ever but she knew it wouldn't have last. He said: "How long did i sleep?I guess it's late, gotta go home now". Then he left.
But went back & left another time, and so on for the whole summer. Until the fragile vision became clear...he was finally able to read the emptiness surrounding their souls and as the summer came to an end their love came to an end as well.

Summer's gone

Tue, 24 Aug 2004 10:56:34 GMT

18 soon

Thu, 19 Aug 2004 11:08:31 GMT

I wanna go to Bahamas for my birthday.
And my mom is considering the thing.
(...)

Wed, 11 Aug 2004 14:57:28 GMT

Time has told me
you're a rare rare find
a troubled cure
for a troubled mind.

MMMH

Wed, 11 Aug 2004 14:49:49 GMT

Elle Driver (California Mountain Snake)

You're Elle Driver! Sly and evil, you can manipulate people in order to get whatever you want. You're usually alone, but that's the way you like it. You hate having others nearby to order you around (unless it's Bill, of course... but even then you're still hesitant).

Kill Bill: Which Deadly Viper Assassin Are You? (Vol. II spoilers... results with pics)

Mon, 02 Aug 2004 11:13:27 GMT

Ho ancora l'alexander di ieri sera che sale e scende dalla gola alla stomaco. Non sono più abituata agli alcoolici.

nothing to do

Sat, 03 Apr 2004 11:11:08 GMT

Which poem are you?

Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold

You're probably strongly political, and a pacifist. Hey, and you're also slightly depressing. You think a lot of things suck and are pointless. Congratulations!

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e ora piango

Tue, 23 Mar 2004 14:11:17 GMT

Mi credereste se ogni volta che provo a scrivere qui, magari migliaia di parole e oltre, matematicante cancello tutto per sbaglio o per fato?
non è uno scherzo.
mi sa che mi arrendo.

Asfodeli

Tue, 09 Mar 2004 21:07:35 GMT

Vivere è uno di quei meccanismi delicati e contorti, che non sempre lavora alla perfezione.
Talvolta capita che tutto si svolga per il meglio, ottenendo per lo più risultati ottimali solo all’apparenza, ma che ci forniscono momentaneamente quella consapevolezza fragile e un pò naif che è la gioia di vivere. Un porto sicuro in cui ci piacebbe rifugiarci nei momenti di dolore, quel senso più vago che collaudato, che ci ricorda com’eravamo irrimediabilmente felici quellla volta, o l’altra ancora...
Ma la vita più spesso è difettosa, e i momenti di pura felicità sono buffe coincidenze che ci portano a soccombere più brutalmente quando il meccanismo cede. Noi speriamo in un fortuito esempio di macchina perfetta, quando ci capita di pensare al nostro avvenire; o per lo più ce lo auguriamo, perchè come è ovvio nessuno è portato a desiderare l’infelicità, anche se è consapevole che essa esiste e non ha riguardi per le sue vittime. E’ il triste destino degli uomini.

Coney Island...

Tue, 17 Feb 2004 19:49:29 GMT