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Thank you Juki for the lovely comment. You know, I never really had very strong roots - I mean that I've never been linked strongly to a city, mostly due to the fact that first I already moved three times in my life (which is not a lot but enough to stop feeling strongly attached to one particular city) and second that my family in general is not exactly like that (if you just think about my parents, my mum is Italian, my dad German, they met in Munich and lived in Rome, Paris and Tuscany together and in Vienna, Geneva, Brussels, Hamburg, Ivrea, Padova each of them in their own). I am not really sad or depressed about feeling that Paris is not my home anymore; it's just that I am a bit melancholic. In some way I envy the people who can say "I am from x", x being a random city. I am Italian, but I am not from a city in particular. I don't feel like I am from Paris or Rome (the cities where I lived my whole life), or like I am from Munich (the city where I was born), or like I am from Hamburg or Ivrea (the cities where my parents were born)... It is quite weird, but I cannot really answer to the question “Where are you from?” I have no answer for it. I can tell you what my nationalities are (Italian and German) or what I feel I am (Italian), but nothing more. I can tell you that right now I feel that my home is in London, but I've only been living there for six months.
Well, I guess I am a traveller at heart. I now feel more than ever that this is my destiny, to travel and feel at home wherever I go, because I don’t have a place I can call home. ^__^
Katy-chan, devo cambiare casa l’anno prossimo perché ora come ora vivo negli alloggi dell’università e ci si può vivere solo per 2 anni in totale, quindi me li lascio come opzione per il terzo anno. E poi ho proprio voglia di avere un appartamento veramente mio con le mie amiche, con felicità e responsabilità che porta. ^__^
Today I’ve been to my old high school. A bit of information about it: I went to the Italian school in Paris for 7 years and it sucked most of the time; it’s a really small school (150 students in total, divided between high school and junior high) and most people in there are spoiled fascist twats (and I am being nice). Nonetheless, there are still a couple of people in there whom I know and am friends with when I come back here. So I saw them today and I have to say, it sounds like it still sucks. Teachers are all bastards (only 3 of my teachers from last year are there though) and in general they learn nothing but have to work a lot and lots of completely useless stuff. If I think about it I am still so angry… I know I will sound like the worse dork and nerd now, but I am still pissed off that I got 99 instead of 100 at the maturità (final exams). It’s such a shitty thing to do, to tell me all year long that I would get 100 and then give me 99. It’s all because of my Italian teacher and my chemistry teacher. God I hate them. *lol*
Anyway, I am so happy that I don’t care about that anymore, that I don’t need to care about that anymore because I am so much better now, and high school really doesn’t count anymore when you’re at uni. Nobody gives a fuck… ^_-
I am going to watch a movie with my parents now (that is if they have stopped arguing). Lalala.