I love my room!

Finally it's ready!!! I have everything I need in my room... and I love it!!!

After one year and 7 months I could see my room perfect :) Yesterday i went to Ikea and i got a new desk (a m a z i n g) and some other stuff, now I have my work station, damn I spent the entire semester studying on my bed and my poor back is still insulting me, but now I have what I always wanted, a white milky desk!

To be an Ikea desk it's kinda expensive, but whatever, it's more than cute, it's perfect in my room and i feel really proud to have the room i wanted, made it buying everything by myself, the satisfaction is too high :) i feel proud of me when i can do stuff like that...

Now I'm working a lot, my boss is in Italy and i'm working every day (almost without day off) so I saved some money to get my milky desk... now my new goal is a new lens, of course.. damn life why are you so expensive and we have to work as hell to have what we need?

I was thinking that for the first time I miss school... it's weird, I feel weird! I never EVER had these kind of thoughts in my whole life, and now that I'm in summer break I miss having class... I mean, I love doing nothing and rolling my body on my bed, but I feel my life incomplete without the Academy and that's AWESOME!!! I've never been so happy to study and yes it's great!! Of course I didn't stop shooting, I had a great photoshoot last week during a tattoo session, it was so much fun, I can't believe the Blackheart crew let me shoot in their studio, the first thing you read on their wall is NO PHOTO!!! so i felt pretty lucky (you can see some pics on my flickr if you want). Now I'm already thinking about a new photoset, maybe I'll do some self portrait soon, I need to work on new stuff with photoshop and I always prefer to use myself to experiment new stuff ...

Now I can enjoy the rest of my day off (and of course the weather sucks!!! fml) don't know how yet, but I'm glad I can relax a bit..

later people

xoxo

E.

Summertime

The summer is coming in San Francisco...

it's rainy, cold, kinda foggy and horrible!!!! After one year and 6 months I'm still complaining about this crappy weather, this morning i was talking to my brother and he was just back from the sea... you don't even know how i hated him at that moment.. i miss the sea so bad, and i'm super mad cause i have the sea a few blocks from my house, but here it's too cold so it's useless!!!

well.. I have some news!

First of all i finally had all my grades.... and YES i made it!!! I passed all my classes for this first semester and i'm more than happy, i had pretty good grades also, i feel proud of me, it's one of the best feelings i've ever had and it's just the beginning!

Now I'm relaxing a little, sleeping and chilling, after a big trauma cause the end of LOST i found a new tv show to watch, Grey's Anatomy... of course is not LOST, i still believe it's the only tv show that matters, but Grey's Anatomy is nice too and is good for my english, that i hope it's getting better...

Life without classes is weird, i have to much time now, so another thing i did it was fixing my room, i put some of my pics and i'm trying to turn my room into a gallery, it's gonna be perfect for me.

After that son of a bitch stole my purse I had to do a new ID... and yes I applied for the California ID, now i'm just waiting, it will be so weird seeing my face on an american ID.. i'm gonna miss my italian one but things keep changing...

Stupid question... have you ever listened a song 200 times and never get tired of it? well to me it happens all the times, the song of the moment is Judas, by Lady Gaga, my woman... i leave you the video bellow it's so cool...

Have a great week end everybody!

E.

P.S. New header, hope you like it, it's a photo of SF took it from Sausalito. peace.

FML

FML....è la sola cosa che penso da ieri sera, quando un mister X non identificato mi ha rubato la borsa..... non so se sono più delusa o incazzata, forse è un mix tra queste 2 sensazione che proprio mi fa uscire fuori di senno... stanotte ho dormito pochissimo tanto mi giravano, oggi poi ho passato la giornata tra banche per bloccare le carte di credito, polizia per fare la denuncia di smarrimento della patente, consolato italiano per chiedere se fosse possibile riavere la mia patente italiana... e ovviamente la risposta è stata "Si in Italia, noi da qui non possiamo fare nulla.. vai alla DMV e prendi la patente americana..." .... come sempre l'efficienza della burocrazia italiana, anche all'estero fa schifo... Quindi domani dovrò passare non so quante ore in fila per fare il documento versione americana.

Senza contare che ho perso: la mia bellissima borsa in pelle della Vans, il mio bellissimo portafoglio di Hello Kitty, i miei trucchi, l'ID dell' università, la mia adorata Moleskine su cui scrivevo da oltre un anno, la foto della mia nonnina, e un paio di Ray-Ban che mortacci loro non ho manco i soldi per ricomprare al momento :(

E' stata una sensazione tremenda, l'idea che qualcuno abbia infilato le mani nelle mie cose personali, non era nulla di gran valore economico (a parte gli occhiali) ma il valore affettivo era grande, per alcune cose grandissimo...

ma la cosa che mi ha fatto più male è che tutto è successo mentre io mi fumavo una sigaretta, lasciata la borsa al tavolo, nessuno dei miei amici ha visto niente.. e nessuno, poi quando io ho iniziato a cercare la mia borsa, mi ha dato una mano a cercarla... se non pochissimi... nemmeno coloro che avrebbero dovuto essere più carini e vicini a me in quel momento in cui avevo le palle che giravano a elica... ieri mi sono sentita davvero sola... e tutt'ora ho un sapore amaro in bocca che proprio mi nausea... questo mi insegna che c'è qualcosa di malato nelle persone, qualcosa che proprio rende la gente egoista e menefreghista, a volte mi chiedo se anche io sono così agli occhi degli altri... io mi sento una persona migliore, dall'animo buono, forse troppo a volte, non penso di essere perfetta ma cazzo ieri sera mi sono fatta davvero qualche domanda.. e ancora non trovo risposte.. penso proprio che sia arrivato il momento di cambiare modo di fare..

Ora col rodimento di culo a manetta devo pure andare a lavoro, cosa che proprio non mi va...

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