Hello people...
finally, I'm back to Italy! Landed here yesterday afternoon at 13:40 and arrived home at 18:00 after a long trip in the heat fighting with my dad because he wouldn't let me drive. Eventually, I won and I drove!
I was in Copenhagen for a couple of days with Aili (who's here with me now) and we met up with Aske, Sara (and her sister)and Nashfa in a cafè somewhere in the middle of the city where you could smoke water-pipe and obviously drink. It was cool, I think it's the one Jon told me (I don't know if he did the same with you) about.
One bad thing has happened: my mum destroyed my attic! She removed everything that was in there (apart form the sofa and the dead computer). Furthermore she painted the wall yellow and the ceiling light blue (do you think that is normal?!?!), and she hang some old pictures of myself and my sister. You can't imagine how sad this is. but it'll come back to its normal shape.
Here not much is going on: people are killing one another as usual, in a daily routine; the heat is killing some people, usually old ones; in politics they're fighting as usual and not getting anywhere...oh, one cool piece of news: the run over the wife of the President of the Republic outside their house (which his the palace up the Quirinale in Rome). She was walking out for some reasons without body guards as she doesn't want security around her to preserve a normal life despite being the wife of the President but she was run over by a car. Obviously the accident was not planned, it wasn't any terroristic act or anything similar, and she only got, fortunately for her, a broken shoulder and a fractured leg.
ok, I'm off now.
farewell
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Noooo la mansarda!! Che sciagura...che peccato...Ed i pacchetti che sono stati sulla mura? E la chitarra? E tutte le cose su che tutti quanti c'hanno firmato il nome? E Bob?!? Tutta quella bellezza cambiato per il schifezzo di un ritratto di te? Grazie dio che il sofa rimane, se no, dove cazzo si scopa? Ma ancora sara' un gasamento sono sicuro. Non posso aspettare. E non menare Maria perche ha scoppiatto la mansarda, i genitori fanno ste cose...i miei hanno minacciato cambiare lo eerie completamente in un ufficio o qualche cazzata del genero. Ho fatto una manifestazione da solo contra questa ingiustizia. E ho vinto. Prevaleremo.
eu' una cosa inoltre, questo cafe, si chiama Retro? Quell'era l'uno che ho visitato io. E' fantastico, tutto il lavoro e' voluntario e qualsiasi profitti che guadagnano vanno a beneficenza. E certo tutto e' Fairtrade, speciale, salva il mondo, et cetera. E' spettacolare.
Yay! Are you still with Aili? I don't mean physically or geographically.
What else? I went to China and thought of buying you a Mao-associated object, but then I didn't.
Jon shut up ("Oh I can write in Italian, in order to make sure no one understands).
I have not seen this attic, but I guess it is not a disaster. It is your problem Andrea you left your mother!
I hope your parents will finish your eerie, because it is a mess.
Nice to hear from you.
your face is a mess
Nat you better buy me something in China !!!!! Remember what happened with the pipe!!!
Did you leave your mother? Bad pasta?
Jon, fuck you.
Jon , do you still have the salvia?
yes i do
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