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welcome here what were the intentions of 2008, which is ending now ...

those in blue halfway between the failed and successful, or at least that I've tried all the way, the resolutions made in green and the rest ... well ... obviously those still very far from reality.
1. love. I do not know if I could
2. run away from home.
3. spend a whole night watching movies.
4. go to Gardaland.
5. dance.
6. look at the stars.
7. learn to crack down. I tried that and a little 'we are able
8. "I Love you." I wanted so much ... but every day I lacked the courage
9. help someone.
10. reduce prejudice.
11. grow.
12. do not cry tears unnecessary.
13. know how to stand in silence.
14. turn every party imaginable possible.
15. not to say "no I'll never"
16. break the rules.
17. be myself.
18. give a song to someone.
19. fun, drinking and smoking when I like cabbage.
20. not to depend la mia vita da qualcun altro. E su questo ci ho lavorato parecchio!
21. non accontentarmi.
22. difendere le mie idee.
23. creare delle mie idee nuove.
24. guardare l’alba.
25. imparare qualcosa di nuovo.
26. lavorare.
27. pensare.
28. accettare gli altri.
29. conoscere un macello di gente nuova.
30. non dimenticare le persone che già I have known.
31. Do not miss the most important people I have. Unfortunately it was not so
32. not to feel alone.
33. greet the world with a smile.
34. do less incazzusa.
35. spend a whole day in a shop to try anything and everything without buying anything.
36. do not get better than shopping.
37. give something to someone.
38. give something to myself.
39. tell someone "I love you."
40. take a pen and paper and write a letter.
41. kiss slowly, love trying.
42. enjoy to the full evening with friends.
43. laugh until you have a stomach ache.
44. Always keep a few little dream.
45. wash your portfolio.
46. pass the ECDL exam. I miss one but the others, all passed the first time around, it's just a matter of time!
47. write my blog.
48. tornare ogni tanto nel mio angolino la notte a pensare.
49. trascorrere sere al telefono per il semplice fatto di “essere al telefono”. Si e no
50. non abbandonare gli amici.
51. migliorare la mia autostima che adesso è sotto zero.
52. non tenermi tutto dentro come faccio sempre.
53. riconoscere gli errori. Spero di averlo fatto…forse non sempre 54. sbagliare.
55. seguire i sentimenti e non la mente.
56. perdonare.
57. learn something new every day .
58. lose weight.
59. cut a haunting school.
60. less effort for maximum results. (in everything)
61. less paranoia.
62. give a chance for everyone.
63. raising a pet.
64. buy a cd (strangely) the original.
65. get on a mini.
66. become shockettara (ihihihihihi)
67. give me a general knowledge of all music
68. give me a general knowledge of all the movies (except horror, )
69. try tampons.
70. dream.
71. shave more consistently
72. learn how to play bowling, billiards and poker.
73. read all the Harry Potter books and see all their films! 74. listen to English lessons (em ... ... ... ...)
75. acculturate!
76. make a bitch
77. delete from the list of people you know all the fake ones around me
78. less confidence
79. react to a broken love affair
80. spend a sleepless night

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a letter to ChristmasHamper

Dear Santa,
many times so I started this letter many times, even so many years ago, with the wonderful fantasy a girl with a capacity to imagine and dream without limits on the kitchen table I wrote to you, Santa.
well, now several years later, I replaced the paper and pencil to a computer and a keyboard so dampening the magic that can give the words on the paper, smudging and the ingenuity of the stylus pen concealed in any apostrophe, sometimes fuoriposto.
but continued to write, to discover and relive the excitement of imagining, of going beyond the constraints imposed by reality, can still dream of a sleigh of eight reindeer who arrives in a luminous trail in front of my window, to even dream of preparing the evening milk for you and the grass for your reindeer.
I ask you therefore to put in your bag, a great package, filled only happiness.
happiness is indeed not trivial, I want something more.
want to give to every person who lives next to me, every single friend, the most important and special in the least, the ability to love, strong enough to make them live, the force that does not let them float, survive in the lobby, in the antechamber of life itself.
I would give them a 2009 special, those who remember, the kind that take your breath away, and something that everyone goes once again to enrich their individuality, but you choose it.
those who have never written in these letters that would like the Christmas bring peace to the world, the love between all men, which clears the social differences, the hungry, heal the sick and to help the needy?! Well I think everyone, because I will not be approved in all those, do not ask, do not ... Would you like to be just another wish for a 'utopia, in itself impossible, merely the desire for an illusion.
I would need this year to improve myself, I feel it inside me. There is something wrong, it's something I do not recognize, I can not decipher, but there is something inside of me, alive.
I'm missing something anonymously.
do not know if they took me only a lot of coal briquettes, do not pretend to judge, to evaluate my experience, my senior year, I'm at and do not even think it was perfect, everything else .
definitely something I built in all these 12 months, but I still have to add too many stones at my cathedral, and for this I need lots and lots of strength. is essentially why I ask you: the ability to improve, to look around to discover the beauty that each particular subject, to live for me and also for people who are close to my heart.
people who either can not lose in the next 12 months, and never will .... I ask you this too, not to deprive me of the people I love.
I've already lost so many of them, I thought of them perfect, then I do not know why, because of me or them ran away, too far from me .... and now, at this period, where everyone is a little 'closer to each other, I miss it.
I think this is it. all for now.
see you next year Santa Claus.
Francesca, a girl a little 'grown up.

TO ALL VISITORS OF MY BLOG!

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Greetings to my blog!

Cabbage much time has passed since the first time I wrote on this blog.
Exactly one year.
a year ago, more or less the same time, about eleven o'clock, I think, I was just sitting here at this desk, thinking about a name for this blog, I wanted to open without a just reason, a reason. I thought maybe that would have lasted a few months, and then pafh, would disappear into oblivion.
But no, fragments of stars, is still alive and well after 365 days is not going to die!

and tomorrow is already the long-awaited Christmas Eve and perhaps not even seem so real. perhaps not even seem that the time has passed so quickly, does not even seem true that a new Christmas is again upon us.
yet lit streets and squares already far too long, thousands of Santa Claus climbing on each house, trees covered with decorations in every corner of the world and many, but many people took to the streets to hustle quell'immutevole each year.
bring something really good this Christmas as we all hope?!

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HOLIDAY HOLIDAY HOLIDAY HOLIDAY!!
I can not even imagine what the expectations: when you start counting the days, hours, the checks that you are missing ... and then comes that day when you say "finally the last and tomorrow my well-earned rest ... "
and so my vacation started, the last day at school with a party in class and three hours of assembly of music, a hectic afternoon of shopping and wrapping parcels and night at the usual place, with the usual mohito strawberry and many good laughs.
Christmas Thursday, another Christmas to add to the list of past and soon, very soon the end of another year all lived.
is the period of this budget, the period during which tend to place the look outside your little self, where you tend to dream of a future too perfect to be lived, and judging, often too rigidly, your every moment lived and archived.
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play!

Hello to all those who are still here to read what I write!
these days Paola I invented a good game, then here (as promised) I get a bit 'of time and carry over here.
write all those things you want to do before it's too late, well then here is that part of the list:
1. stop one day, down the street, on buses, on the stairs of a building, anywhere and find myself saying: "I am proud of what I've become."
2. you can read in the eyes of a person a "sincere thanks" for something that deserves a thanks for something that is worthwhile to get involved;
3. love. love. love. and still love. I know it may seem trivial, but it's not for me ... ..
4. Take in a dark road at night giusta, capire cosa voglio da questa vita;
5. andare in Africa e New York (due realtà molto diverse);
6. finire il liceo;
7. trovare quel lavoro, quel futuro che soddisfi ogni mia caratteristica, che non tralasci nemmeno il minimo dettaglio;
8. realizzare me stessa secondo quelle persone che sono come modelli di vita;
9. trasmettere qualcosa agli altri, non importa a chi...
10. crescere ancora tanto;
11. contribuire in ogni modo a quella che può essere la mia cultura;
12. vivere i miei 17 anni da diciassettenne, con i miei mille sbagli e le mie mille realtà irrazionali;
13. contare le stelle;
14. provare il paracadutismo e il bungee jumping;
15. farmi una holiday alone on an isolated island in the world;
16. get on a plane;
17. swim in the ocean;
18. have a calendar, a laptop computer, all my 24 hours ...
... and I think I could go on for much longer with my thousand dreams that at least they, I have not been denied.

the second game rather to find a word for each letter of the name of the person from whom I received the game, then: insightful

Amica
Good Fair

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francesca

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a little 'me ...

È arrivato il momento di scrivere.

Vi chiederete, probabilmente, cosa c’è di nuovo che non funziona?

Beh esattamente non so darvi una risposta. Sono settimane queste in cui mi sento estremamente stanca: sarà la scuola che si fa sentire, le mille verifiche e le mille interrogazioni che non vogliono darmi tregua, saranno quei professori che mi mettono angoscia solo a vederli.

Ma sarò anche un po’ io. Io che non I go so well.

I need a bed to sleep and wake up only when out of the storm is over.

few days ago in front of a plate of penne with salmon, they said "In between, maybe you are that you've changed this year."

changed me, but why?! Sometimes I convince myself that these people who keep telling me that in me there is something different, something that is positive for some other not, have not so wrong.

But then what would be so strange thinking, which is perhaps the world around me to be "changed" and I the only one left myself?!

My life is not more than a year ago, no one in doubt about this. A few evenings before falling asleep, when which thoughts crowding my mind preventing me from chaotically that fateful press "OFF", some memories have increased the sense of fatigue, heaviness that lives in me.

I have a friend who for more than a month is not talking to me, one of those people deemed "essential" and you will not find a reason because all this could have happened, friendship is over without even realizing it. My friend has become worse than a stranger, a of those you see every day and not yours, one of those that do not find anything familiar, much less something of those memories that haunt you: hugs on the stairs a school of gray smoke cigarette after a set to burn love over, hours of glances of understanding, nights of music and alcohol to forget, to give joy afternoons with our laughter, hours on the phone just to say, " I'll always be here for you. "

And then pafh, tutto svanisce, il cronometro viene azzerato, il nastro riavvolto e si ricomincia tutto da capo, da perfetti estranei, da persone che non hanno condiviso nemmeno il più breve secondo.

Ma cosa sarà successo in quella pausa?!!

E così mi sento un po’ sola, alleggerita da persone che mi hanno reso vuota, insieme a poche altre che sono rimaste, sempre loro, sempre perfette, e insieme a troppe altre ancora che troppo poco conosco e troppo sento lontane per poter dire non sono sola: ci sono anche loro.

Ieri ho rivisto una persona che ha abitato per qualche momento in my life so strange and immediately asked me, and between how you doing?!

And you know what?! Not me neither hot nor cold will arrive in front, or rather the more I looked, the more I realized how those times, when he was there, they were far, far away and what that person had little left in me. How little that figure had now affected the person I became. As it was only one of those guys for just 14 15 years that affect everyone, those who come and go so fast that they have no time to hurt, do not even have time to leave something behind, to leave a 'impression of their passage. Then you realize that there are people who never looks the other hand, and I mean never - because this is one of those few times that you can use that word- with indifferent eyes. Will be few or many, will certainly be people, friends and boys, which have had your first child and then your teenage years. Those who might meet on the street and walk over, but you still remember that great that you do not give up and you're saying, I grew up with them and although no longer part of my life, something their remains, something that may simply be that game so stupid that you did every day after school.

I do not know how this life quali siano le regole per poter restare in gara, ma a volte sembra così strana, così complicata, a volte ti sembra che sia così difficile, eppure non sai che dietro a quella difficoltà se ne nasconde un’altra, ancora più grande quasi sempre.

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a conference ....

ciao mondo!
eccomi qua, in un'altra domenica di novemre a scrivere su questo blog, stanca di una relazione di fisica ancora da finire.
ieri sono andata ad una conferenza stupenda, su Cesare Pavese tenuta dal professor Capasa, una persona semplicemente troppo geniale...
e una domanda martellava my mind after those two hours what I make, me, my life? of my life taken by thousands of details, even noble if you want, but that is nothing but a lie and the greatest sadness is not expected to live and learn nothing more to what you do.
heart .... look is taken from a continuous research, the infinite, the heart is not content to settle because it means going against yourself.
live without anyone waiting for you not worth it, if you are alone even if they have the ego disappears but who is not ready to share with you everything we can not accept anything.
but perhaps among the thousands of sentences put together yesterday morning, one is more pronounced than others, for his truthfulness, "they were all friends in high school, they went out and had fun .... then we met again many years later and suddenly had no more nothing to say. "

I understand these days that I was surrounded by people who were very important to me, people I thought were very true and I suddenly realized that instead of all the times we had together there's nothing left but dust, which vague memories a bit 'too dim and distant.
I expected too much from that friendship, now I realize, but I realize that I thought and even that just too sensible.
dusts off the past and try to find people who will truly have tried hard to bring to light those relationships that were drowning in a thousand misunderstandings .... but moments and find that most people, I just dust and friendships ended badly, ended in silence. a deafening silence, a silence that roars.

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last night: Birthday Clare!
thought I'd be bored all evening, but it went really well: cocktails, dinner and pub!
In that state, however: even the appetizers do not understand anything and effort ad alzarmi, e pensare che ho solo preso un martini bianco e un crodino con vodka liscia!!!!ai bei tempi questi sarebbero stati soltanto l'inizio di una lunga fila...ihihi...
poi a cena solo, also vino bianco, che poi a me il vino bianco manco piace!!poi un dolce stupendo: involtini di frutta, con panna e cioccolata calda, che favola!!!!
poi, poi, poi: sono riuscita ad entrare al garage, il posto che ha formato la mia crescita e che era da seconda superiore che non mi facevano più entrare per il fatto che non ho 18 anni!!!
però...però...che delusione...pensavo di trovarmi un mare di gente, tutti che ballavano sui tavoli e la solita musica stra bella...invece...invece: very few people, average age 30 years and music with a volume equal to that which I put in my room!
should be ... but then at the end of the evening was good strategic ...

But today ... today, however, sad day .... tired and a headache, too many pages that do not have to study English just wanted to go ... then why do not many thoughts .... it was a good week, although perhaps no one has noticed ...
I am surrounded by people that I wanted really good ... but very few if they are deserved ... now it all seems a bit 'lighter ... a little' more sadly clear ...
I start to change even a little 'me ... maybe it is really time .... let go ... and not caring about all of what I can do ...
all we can to perfection, why should not I do it well?!

enough now ... although I would have too many things to say ...
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