gothikmaus: (*pout*)
Ugh, I was so close to writing a sappy post that would look extremely embrarrassing tomorrow morning. And I can't even blame hormones. What the hell is wrong with me?! D:

Instead, I'll just say I'm done with the sketch for my Five-0 Fright art. Of course I had to go and choose one of the silliest prompts that were posted... :)
gothikmaus: (The rest is silence)
OMG I've just drawn the greatest Christmas card ever! Or maybe I should say the crackiest. Is that even a word?!

I also had the peculiar experience of writing about my uncle's death for the newspaper. He was one of the local partisans who took part in the Resistance war from 1943 to 1945 and died a few days ago. He was my dad's eldest brother and I knew he was involved in the war in some way, but my father's never known much because my uncle didn't like talking about it. Today we talked to another uncle of mine and we found out some interesting facts, like his nickname. Every partisan used to have one in order to confuse the police and some nicknames stuck even after the end of the war. It's unbelievable how so many young people (my uncle was 18 at the time) went and fought for freedom. And I mean really fought, not just organised a strike or went to a demonstration: those boys fought against Nazi soldiers, for Heaven's sake.

And now I'll go watch Cinderella. The feminist in me always says fairy tales with a princess waiting for Prince Charming should be banned, but damn, Disney cartoons are the best.
gothikmaus: (Berlin)
My parents arrived, they're in the living room playing cards. We went for a walk in the afternoon and my mum's already dead tired.

I saw 3 chimney sweeps on the roof this morning, that must mean I'm super lucky.

I'm slowly starting to realise I'm going to leave in just a few days. I don't know how to feel about that. I mean, I'm happy about seeing my friends again and I guess everything will be all right if I find a decent job, but... For the moment I just want to enjoy as much of Berlin as I still can.

Oh, and meeting Nicole and Chris after more than 3 years was great. Hopefully we'll be able to meet again before they leave on the 24th.

30 days music meme

Day 17: A song that you hear often on the radio
"Horchata", Vampire weekend

I don't listen to radio much, but there's a radio show I listened to every day when I was in Italy between January and February and they played this song every single day. Quite annoying, really.

Day 18: A song that you wish you heard on the radio
"Ziggy Stardust", David Bowie

I heard this song one morning as I was driving to work and it was a great way to start the day. Too bad the radio station had to close down because of financial problems a couple of months later. Of course only a small, indie radio station would play such a song in the morning.

Day 19: A song from your favorite album
"Pictures of you", The Cure

"Disintegration" is still my favourite album and this song brings back a lot of happy memories.

Past days and the rest )


May. 17th, 2010 11:25 pm
gothikmaus: (Berlin)
I forgot to mention I stopped at Starbucks while I was at Alexa. I hadn't been at Starbucks since last December (in Leipzig with Patti), but I was thirsty and saw they had Caramel Frappuccino and thought "All right, I'll just be a tourist and get myself one." Since we don't have Starbucks in Italy, I always associate it with being on holiday and, thus, a tourist. Then while I was waiting I caught a glimpse of the cheesecake and got that too (I LOVE cheesecake, but hardly ever eat it in Italy). And as I sat down and began eating, "Just like heaven" by The Cure started playing. That's what I call a perfect little moment. <3


Nov. 17th, 2009 10:07 pm
gothikmaus: (KILL KILL KILL)
I've just watched this video from the Italian TV show Le Iene:

I'm speechless. Disgusted. Enraged. I usually don't agree with people who hate the police because, most of the times, policemen are just poor people who couldn't find a better job (which explains why most of them come from the South.) But at the same time, I feel uncomfortable when I see policemen around because I know that, if something goes wrong, policemen would never, never be found guilty.

I swear that, while I was watching the video, I was thinking "Holy fuck, is this Italy or the fucking Soviet Union?!"
gothikmaus: (Love kills)
All right, I usually think horoscopes are utter rubbish, but this is exactly how I feel right now:

You may be hesitant to trust your feelings, even if you want to believe that everything is getting better. You might even fight against the changes as your life settles down. It's not that you don't want a more reasonable life; it's just that you have had a taste of excitement and are not looking forward to creating stability if it means endless boredom. Try to appreciate the slower pace without getting stuck in the same old rut.


Oh, man...

Jul. 20th, 2008 03:15 am
gothikmaus: (Love kills)
Our keyboardist invited us to a "swimming pool party" at his parents' house today, as they have a swimming pool in their garden, then we had dinner at the local beer fest. There was a band playing too and throughout their performance, all I could think of was: "WOW, those lights are great, I could make amazing photos if I had a professional camera..."

Yeah, as if thinking of making a living with my writing wasn't absurd enough, I like toying with the idea of being a photographer too.

And of course in the last few days I've had all sort of angsty thoughts running around in my head. And now it's almost 3:30 AM and I should really go to sleep, before I write something extremely silly and idiotic.


Jul. 10th, 2008 11:31 am
gothikmaus: (Japan)
I think I know what Farin feels like when he goes off to one of his x-month long journeys. I'm leaving to Berlin the day after tomorrow and the thought makes me euphoric. And that just for a 3-day stay.

Every time I go somewhere, especially abroad, I feel this rush. It's difficult to explain. I can't concentrate on simple everyday tasks, I get lost in thought, I forget everything. It's like being on drugs. Or being in love.

And every time I come back, there's a lump in my throat and I feel like a piece of my heart is ripped out and left there for me to come back and fetch it. Probably if I lived in another place long enough, I'd start missing Italy too, but now I just wish I was somewhere else. Anywhere but here.

Stupid, I know. But I can't help it.

PS Drabbles come later.
gothikmaus: (Love kills)
I know it's useless and a waste of time, but sometimes I wonder what would've happened if my mother hadn't said "No", when I wanted to go to art school. Or that school to become sound engineer. Sure, going to language school was good, but... I look at artists' and designers' sites and want to cry.
gothikmaus: (Happy family)
I mustn't look for WGs in Berlin, I mustn't look for WGs in Berlin, I mustn't look for WGs in Berlin...

Damn, this one's quite good and the girl living there is half-Italian...

Fuck. Moving there won't solve my problems. I'm my biggest problem. As I've recently read in "The witch's headstone" by Neil Gaiman "It's like people who think moving to a different place will make them happy. But wherever you go, you always take yourself with you." Or something along those lines, I read it in Italian.


Also, this name meme is creepily accurate. If we ignore the "extremely happy" and "suave and sexy" part, of course.

Name meme )
gothikmaus: (Love kills)
Oh God, I've finally found a Master's Degree I really want to do. It's about the organisation of live events, such as concerts, plays, exhibitions and all kind of cultural events. I found out about it by chance yesterday, it's even organised by the same faculty I attended. I don't know if I'll actually be able to do it, there are only 40 places available, but tomorrow morning there's a presentation of the courses and I'm going to see it, so I can get an idea of what the Master is about. Back to university after two three years. I've mentioned it to my parents, but my mother's reaction was so disappointing, she's always said I should look for a post-university course, because having a degree "is not enough" and now that I've found one I really, really want to do, her reaction was like "Oh. And what's the use of such a course?" Well, thanks for the encouragement.

If I'm admitted I'll probably have to quit this job. I may ask my boss if I can work part-time, but that's quite unlikely, my current job has nothing to do with the course. Actually, I'm hoping this course will help me find something different. I've always seen this job as something temporary, a way to earn money until I found something else. Well, now I've found something else and can use the money I've saved in the last two years to pay for the Master.

I'll just keep my fingers crossed and hope I can make it. *prays*


Oct. 11th, 2006 04:01 pm
gothikmaus: (Happy family)
Just one month till Farin's concert in Düsseldorf. And I'm not excited at all. :P Maybe it's because I've been quite busy at work, maybe because I'm still thinking of Bela's concerts (OMG the Hamburg one was a MONTH ago? Where did the time go???), but I'm not as excited as I was a month before leaving to Berlin. It may be because I simply LOVE Berlin (when will I finally move there?) and those were my holidays, so I really was counting off the days till I left, while now it's just a weekend, one that I planned so long ago I can barely remember buying the tickets. And I'm already thinking of the December gig(s). Or it's just that I'm a hopeless Bela fangirl and seeing him live only amplified my love for him, so poor Farin isn't quite at the centre of my thoughts at the moment. But I'm sure I'll have a good time.

Rehearsals started last Monday. We have to find a new drummer, because the one who plays with us now told us he doesn't have time anymore, as he already plays with another band. I'm not gonna mention I wrote a very silly message to a certain Norwegian drummer asking him if he was interested. XD And I found out beer works better than aspirin against colds. We went out to drink something after playing, I don't usually like beer, but as I was reading the list I came across "Weißbier Bock" and the description claimed it had a "hazelnut and chocolate flavour." I thought "WTF, a beer can't taste like that!" So I ordered it. Just for scientific curiosity, you know. Of course it didn't taste like hazelnut and chocolate at all, it's beer, not milkshake, but I did like it. And the next morning my cold was gone! YAY! :D

Other than that, I've been feeling weird these days. I guess the holiday effect is wearing off and the usual dull routine is starting to kick in. And I've placed too much hope in things that weren't worth it. Luckily I'm not the person I used to be and was aware of it from the beginning, I knew it was fun and I had to enjoy it till it lasted, nothing more. But it still hurt a little, realising how childish and naive I can be at times. Mmh, it sounds really vague and mysterious, doesn't it? And no, I'm not talking about my love life here, it's just boring everyday stuff. :P

I also need to start working on some old projects, I got some new ideas last summer (there's nothing like travelling when you need inspiration, as dear old Farin knows), but I always put it off, saying I still have time. Someone kick my lazy arse, please.
gothikmaus: (D'oh!)
Tomorrow is my last day in this office and I still don't know where I'm supposed to work starting from next Monday. Oh, I love my job. :P But my colleagues told me they're taking me out for a drink tomorrow night. Aww. ♥

Anyway, some random memories from Berlin:

♥ The place where I was staying was full of Swiss people from the French and Italian cantons.

♥ I will never be able to eat a whole falafel in one sitting. I have no problems with döners, but I can never finish a falafel.

♥ I lost 2 Kg in 2 weeks. Which became 3 Kg after my trip to München. I tend to forget to eat when I'm on holiday. :P

♥ And while we're talking about food, apparently I ate the best currywurst in Berlin.

♥ I ran into the bassist from the Bloodhound Gang on my last day in Berlin. I saw him at the Hackesche Höfe (on a bike), at first I thought it couldn't be him, but then I saw him again at Bela's concert in München and found out he actually lives in Berlin. Hah.

♥ I went to Sound & Drumland in the KulturBrauerei one day, in the guitar and bass section there was "Die Band, die sie Pferd nannten" playing and one of the clerks was singing along to every song while tidying up and looking very happy about it. :)

♥ There was an article on Sylt on the AirBerlin magazine I found on the plane, with a quote from "Westerland" in it. And an article on Bela on the DB magazine I found on the train to München.

♥ I actually drank beer. But only once. :P

♥ German + very strong American accent = weird.

♥ Bela's eyes = ♥♥♥♥♥

There's much more, but it's all written in my "holiday journal", which is at home. Also, the thought of Bela hugging me always makes me grin like the biggest idiot on earth. X)

And talking about idiots, I wrote an email to Farin a few days ago:

Auf Deutsch! )


Aug. 24th, 2006 11:27 am
gothikmaus: (Love kills)
I hate writing entries like this, but I'm feeling really low these days. I guess it's just that all my friends are still on holiday and I'm feeling lonely, I can't even find someone to go to the cinema to see "Cars" with me. And work's been annoying, there isn't much to do, so we've been checking old stuff to see if everything's working as it should and it's really dull and boring. And my colleagues are getting on my nerves. Yesterday one of them told us he heard there's a new Vogue agency near our office; you can imagine the kind of comments they made about all the models they hope they'll meet. As if there weren't enough model agencies around here. Milan, bloody fashion capital. I'm used to their typically male comments, but when I'm feeling like this I'm easily annoyed. And I always feel so awkward and ugly when we walk past a group of models. :(

And I'd really like to read some new slash. Sublimation? Yes. *sulks*

Bah. Here, have a psycho!Farin pic. ♥

EDIT: Oh my God, just 10 days till Berlin!
gothikmaus: (RAWR!)
I just got back from a "family lunch". Yes, at 5 pm. We're in Italy after all. ;) Our American relatives are here, so we had lunch all together in a restaurant in our town before they leave for Abruzzo tomorrow. There were 39 people and some of my cousins didn't even come. Yes, I have quite a big family, let me just tell you I'm the youngest among 21 cousins and now some of these cousins have children of their own. Oh, of course that's just my dad's part of the family, then there's my mother's, but we don't really get along all that well with them.

Anyway. The top 5 feelings meme, nicked from [ profile] schwimmerin. In no particular order.

- Travelling

- Working out the bass line of a song I like

- Getting feedback for something I wrote/drew

- Hugs

- Getting compliments from people who mean it

While I was thinking of what my top 5 feelings are, I remembered how good I felt when I took my parents to the station a month ago. I wasn't leaving with them, but just being there made me feel strangely excited, made me think of my own holidays in September. The moments just before leaving, when I'm waiting in a station or an airport are the ones I like most, along with the moments just after I arrive in a foreign city and I know I have all my holiday ahead of me.

More thoughts under the cut )

And I can only watch the first 30 seconds of Bela's video at Sarah Kuttner's Show because the internet connection sucks, so I'll have to wait till Monday. AND HOTMAIL'S NOT WORKING! ARGH!


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