slowly..

deleting everyone off facebook...

would you hire me?

It's looking like I won't be taking that Italian language course this summer, instead possibly taking it during the fall. Last night I was out with Natalie to have drinks with some friends in piazza Savonarola and was introduced to a girl looking for someone to work as an Executive Assistant at the GE offices in Florence. I've had similar work experience, and being that I am in need of a job come... well, very soon, I sent her my CV this morning.

Fingers and toes crossed!

born a trekkie, always a trekkie.

I went with Natalie on Sunday night to see Star Trek (I've been going crazy waiting for this one to come out). Of course we had to watch it in Italian, after we were both surprised to have understood the whole film (space talk and technical language in Italian? we're just that smart..) - lasciamo perdere that Natalie is just a language genius, though. Moving on... I grew up watching Star Trek with my parents (the Next Generation + Deep Space Nine, what?! They were the ones on TV at the time...) My family is a bunch of engineers that are obsessed with sci fi and technology and space and generally anything nerdy - so we were, are, a huge trekkie family. Which is nice. MOVING ON... this film was NOT Star Trek. But I loved it. It is Star Trek the modern version, and I don't care if trekkies all over the internet are getting their panties in a knot about this one. Not only are the dudes gorgeous and dream about them naked, it's just beautiful to watch. Okay, once again, I understand it is NOT Star Trek, but nobody can take away my sexual fantasies of Captain Kirk and Spok and me. Wait.. Where was I going with this?

our students graduate.

downers

When you see people around town that you had falling outs with and now no longer talk to them and just seeing them ruins your night, finding out that the trip you are so looking forward because you haven't been home for over a year is canceled, not having a plan for the next few months and asked to organize your life for the next few years.

I've never known.

it's coming..

I'm excited about summer crushes, trips to Paris, language lessons, going home, and returning to Florence for a fresh start. Tonight, invece, is pizza with the lovely two ladies I share a home with, the 'Polfer', and then drinks and a night on the town, with my favourite man, Cri, because I discovered that tomorrow I only have to come in at 11.30 in the morning! It's going to be an all-nighter and I don't care if it'll be at the American-infested Twice Club, it's going to be beautiful! The heat is coming!
(although once it actually becomes summer I will go back to wanting the winter)

the look on my face says it all.

half amused, half slightly terrified of being at a gay club

that has a darkroom...

pre-summer rock outs.

laurea festa di Fra: serata italiana sulla strada

summer get-aways

I've decided to take a week or so off before my language course starts and therefore will most likely be finishing with the school I work at in mid-June. Of course nothing has been written in stone yet, except for the fact that I'll be going to Paris for a week with my mother the second to last week of June! Even though my second home is Paris CDG airport, I have only ever been to the city two or three times. And having already done all the tourist things, it will be nice to just relax and stroll around different parts of the city with one of my favourite people. I'm also trying to figure out where else I would like to see that I haven't been yet - Vienna, Prague, Berlin... or perhaps visit my family in Poland... Europe is fun in that it's so easy to pop around all over the place for a few days without spending a great deal of money.

you know...

You know when your life is nice and boring and then, KA-POW, there's a huge drama that's involved you and you just want to it to go away like a horrible cold, but don't care enough to over-involve yourself by actually being active in making it go away.

I mean, I admit my life was nice and calm, and perhaps too much so I wished for some new experiences... I was referring to meeting new people, seeing new places..

Why the hell do people freak the fuck out from nothing? It just causes an entire chain reaction of freak outs from others.

I really don't care about this mess, in fact this will be the last time I mention it, and the next person that brings it up is going to get a pen in their eye.

i do not want you to understand me.

For the past month or so, I've started noticing our local bum of San Lorenzo. I live right on the market, and open my door on chaos each and every morning. And yet, over time you start to recognize those faces that never change. This man can not be over thirty years old, and has a cell phone, and speaks to many of the market workers. He has black ringlets, and if he were perhaps not as dirty as he seems would be quite attractive. Am I the only one on the planet that questions the origins and reasoning behind our local bums? Seems like it... But this man definitely makes me wonder.