There was a too long series of misfortunes during the last week and I've had enough, I hope it's over.
Finally I realized I also lost my Peanuts Moleskine organizer, I'm really sad. I feel really uncertain about my thesis, literally abandoned by my professor. Why does it have to be always so hard? I would like to sleep until April, I have bellyache continually and now I'm also without my organizer :( I'm really really tired.

They call it tragedy. I call it human responsibility. Yep, I'm talking about Costa Concordia Cruise. I am from the same little place where Schettino from. Here there's a kind of unwritten code; women don't speak any word and men defend their commander, but I think they defend the life they wanna have (of course before the accident). Sincerely I think people of my place have a very closed mind and nothing can change that.
What about my thesis? I received my corrections and a lot of things to do. I study and write and study again and I can't see an end.
Above all I have the temptation to delete everything because I know I can do better. There's no time...

So I sent my thesis v.1.0 to my professor 5 minutes ago and I have to wait for correction and perhaps (for the goodness' sake NO!) re-writing everything. A part of me wants to end and looks for a job, another part is afraid of future, unemployment and wants to keep on studying economics...think positive!
Yesterday my boyfriend, my sister, her boyfriend and I watched "The Beauty and the Beast". My sister and I grew up with this film and we loved it so much. I can't explain the magic, maybe the music, maybe the love story... thousands of little girls wanted to be like Belle in 1991 and I think today is the same. This is one of my favourite Disney's animated musical-fantasy films.

Tonight it was hard staying awake and not falling asleep at 23.30. My sister and I watched circus performers on tv, in Montecarlo with the Price Alberto and his wife seems-to-be emotionless Charleen. My sister failed to uncap a spumante bottle at 0.00 to celebrate new year...that was so funny, my mother and my grandma were spleeping and they woke up just in time. Our holiday are always the same and I like this kind of tradition, I know that this could be the last one, who knows where i'll be next year?!
It' s important be with people you love, not only the first day, of course!
Be 2012 full of love, hope, success, health and time to dedicate to yourself.

And so it's the last day of this year and I need to start writing again somewhere, somehow. The best way to go back to old good habits is changing something. It's coming a new year, if Mayas are right we are going to disappear all of us. I don't believe them. If they were diviners, maybe they would not have gone to the bad! 2012 will be an important year for me. I'm getting my graduation degree, I'll have to decide what doing with my life and I hope I'll go to London!

In the meantime I dedicate this song to myself. Happy new year!

I finished my "hot potatoes quizzes"; everything comes to an end sooner or later. I'm also going to finish my exams (I hope!) and during these last days it seems to me that everyones wants to know what I'm going to do after this period. I don't know it. Yeah, those are my business and if I don't ask myself "and then?" constantly it doesn't mean that I don't think about my future many times.

Coldplay sing "We live in a beautiful day" and I think so, but in Italy is not so easy to live. We haven't many chances and everything seems to be so hard and not sure.

I've to be sure about who I am and after I've to be sure about what I want. It's easy to say it.

Ok, it's enough for this evening, I'm watching tv, "Hell's Kitchen". The world won't end tomorrow.

I'll take the chances I'll find on my way.

There's an Ingrid Michaelson's song, called "Breakable", which says " Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts? Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts."

It's so deeply true, we are really fragile and what's happening in Japan is only one of the many proofs of that.

We learn that we are invincible because of our reasoning and science power, but Hearth reminds us that we are not. Japanese people grow up waiting for heartquakes and they get ready for the worst. But what is the worst?

It takes more than high technologies and training.

Big bad things happen and we are so fragile, so breakable.