18 DAYS IN ITALY no.6

Still warm croissants for breakfast, the smell of genuine italian caffè wafting through the kitchen, lazing by the sea, jumping into the waves and a cool indie rock guitar concert to properly end the day. Italians certainly know how to enjoy the life.

29th August

Hullo guys,

My cousin brought us three fresh croissants for the breakfast. So incredibly tasty.
Yet I fear I'll gradually become a pig before I get home. Really.

croissants con frutti di bosco, con miele e con crema alla vaniglia

I'm trying to learn Quelqu'un m'a dit by Carla Bruni. It's quite difficult but hopefully I can do it.

On dit que le destin se moque bien de nous,

Qu'il ne nous donne rien, et qu'il nous promet tout,

Paraît que le bonheur est à portée de main,

Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou.

"I’m told that fate mocks us. That it gives us nothing and promises everything. When happiness seems to be within our reach, we reach out and make fools out of ourselves."

. . . 

The sea level was high today. But that's probably because we set off later. The sea level is changing during the day and it's always an inflow in the evening.

The guitar concert was great. It wasn't much of a concert though, more like a performance. But it was cool to hear some quality music again.
It gave me some time to think, as I always do while listening to quality music.
And I don't know if I wanted to. Think.

I suppose I fear it might excessively remind me of him.

I finally saw a proper night sky. I tried to recognize some constellation but I couldn't find any. So I just stared at the stars as I usually do and I was wondering if anyone close to me is now, at this very moment, watching the same sky.

. . . 

I'm lying on a sofa wannabe from the Victorian era in my cousin's girlfriend's otherwise stylish apartment. I love the huge abstract paintings on the walls. My brother is playing GTA V on my cousin's girlfriend's son's (Alessandro's) xbox. Alessandro is 12 and he looks much like a baby turtle.
Though he's still taller than me.

I'm sorry but I really have to go to bed. I'm exhausted.

Good night/morning/day

Anna

SCHOOL PROJECT

Hullo guys,
We have this guy in our class and he's like... bit of freak. He makes (? is this the right word? idk) strange noices - whining, squealing, howling... I guess he's doing it for fun, but still. He's got a nickname (like all the freaks) but I don't really know how to convert it to English. So let's just call him Buck.
So Buck presented his civics project Me (like... about him) today. He started with: "When I was in my mom's belly my parents were still looking forward to me. So far."
We burst out laughing. He seemed like he had no idea why are we laughing so hard so he just paused. After a while he continued.
"When I was finally born everyone was unhappy." - We burst out again - "I was sleepy all the time. When my dad came to see me&mom to the hospital I was always asleep."
Yeah. Then he began talking about his toddler period.
"When I was a toddler I still only wanted to sleep. I used to wake up crying at night but I slept all day long. My favourite sleeping spot was this laundry basket." *he showed us a pic of the red laundry basket* We began laughing really loud.
He continued with the next slide. Favourite activity (in the toddler period): licking and nibbing my crib railing. Followed by the photo of little Buck lying on his bed sticked to the railing. That was it. We almost fell off our chairs. It took me a while to realize it's him on the pic. We could see only his chin and neck. Well, and mouth.

click "read more" for Buck's 'new garden' experiences

AM I STARTING TO LIKE MATH?

hullo everyone!
i'd really like to share this with you!:D
Mr Stink was just saying something as usual and no one was paying attention and suddenly we heard this song playing from behind. We turned at Oscar and Andy (cute tiny boy, we call him Kiddo) who sit behind us and they were really listening to some songs, not even on headphones, not even trying to mute them.:D Oscar ironically hissed "ssshhh!" and we turned back, laughing. We continued talking but Oscar began doing "shhh" almost all the time:D We couldn't say practically a word without hearing Oscar's reproving "shhhh".
After a while we turned again and joined Oscar and Andy cheerfully. Then we showed them one grat song (Gangsta Rap - Nigga Nigga) and Oskar obviously liked it.
And so you could hear loud NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA followed by SSHHHH in the next moment.:D I also called Oscar and we were engaged in phone conversation for a while. Not to mention the fact Mr Stink still ignored it.

NEW TEACHER:C

hullo everyone:)

To explain the topic - our lovely math teacher, miss Hippo, has left the school and so we got this awesome (ok, he's not that awesome...well he's not awesome at all) new teacher.

This new guy's teaching method is that he leaves the whole class to do anything they want (and when i say anything, i mean anything). And he stands by the blackboard and interprets us the substance, totally ignoring the fact no one is listening.

As if the fact there's total anarchy in the classroom during math was not enough - Mr Stink ...lets's say he somehow 'does not like soaps'. I'm seriously thinkng he may not know what soap is at all. No really - he stinks so terribly. You can smell it way too good when he comes around your desk. I'm truly sorry for all those people who sits in the front, I am fortunately in the last pew!
Just wanted to share this with you! You dont meet people like him every day:D

FLYING BANANA?!

hullo guys,

so today we invented another crap...again.

We had a long break - time to eat! And my friend Tess had this weird-looking banana she sort of didnt wanna touch...so she gave it to me and TeeTee (another friend:D). Well, at first we were just looking at it being like "eww" or "look, its cracked here". Then it somehow occurred to me to throw that banana at Oscar. That was when TeeTee took it over. She went few steps back, looked around and then she threw the banana directly at Oscar's face.:D:D:D However, he somehow managed to crouch. 

"What the-?!" he said, astonished. He looked at us with amusement and we started to laugh. The mushy banana hit one of Mrs Hippo's decorative drawing from her favourite first years (she was their form teacher, we called them 'baby hippos'. like they were so tiny and she was sooo big).

THEY SEE ME BREAKIN' THEY DO NOTHIN' (?!)

hullo guys,

So it was Physics today.

We were learning about ... umm ... oh yea, about graphs or something. Well, the teacher (Mr Oldster) was telling us (well more like telling himself) something again and we were 'listening very closely' to him of course.

The entire hour we had to listen to his awfully boring interpretation of the substance. He was completely engrossed in talking and we were trying not to fall asleep.

And that was it. Kiddo (Andy) have had enough. He got up, walked to the back of the class behind the pews and began... breaking!

We all started to laugh out loud. And Mr Oldster... did nothing - as if he did not hear us at all!

When Kiddo stopped dancing we began to clap him - he was grat okay?:D And Mr Oldster ignored us anyway, he just talked on.

I really doubt about his teaching skills... But as long as we have fun - why bother? C: