Jeez, I completely forgot about the existance of this page. I really did.
This afternoon I was scrolling down my feed and stuff when it randomly came up to mind. Like those stream of consciousness some writer used to talk about in her novels (I gave it away by specifying the sex?).
However, so I logged in (and no, dear friend, I did not remember the password so I had to reset it) and here I am: writing on a blank Google Doc fold trying to figure out what to put down.
So, I’m 22 at the moment and nothing much changed from the time I was taken away by the impetuous waves of my busy not-so-busy-to be honest-life.
I still like liquorice - hence: everyone is welcome to send some, I will appreciate your generosity. And honey, I like it too. Any kind, any form: honey is love, honey is life. (I stole this catchy phrase from Shrek, don’t tell him).
I'm yet to let go of those weird habits of mine such as counting the floors of a building to feel satisfied or having a certain number of glasses on the table at lunch or dinner to enjoy my meal. But hey: I find it to be a very captivating feature of mine, nonetheless.
Oh, I tried to update my propic as well: I'm the one on the right (and I stayed here staring the screen for thirty seconds legit because at twenty two I still have to think twice when indicating the left and the right). I was saying: I'm the one on the right in the pic, for those who are in need to know, and my girlfriend is the one on the left.
So, I'm up to having some good and refreshing conversations: I keep good memories of this site, hope to hear from you soon.
Apart from global warming, social upheavals due to governement systems failures, the flow of time and the concept of it as a perception, I'm quite a positive person, no worries in particular.
I am an expert at doing nothing but imagining things that somehow can be considered nonsensical or inappropriate. :c
I'm also an expert at dodging my neighbor when I happen to go out.
She's a nice lady, don't get me wrong: it's not that I hate her, far from that. She even gives me candies when she bumps into me.
Okay, now I feel bad.
Don't dodge your nice, old, chatty neighbor, guys. Instead, wear headphones: she wouldn't even notice.
I would be happy to know more about other cultures and the way people are influenced by it.
I'm not that closed-minded, so it would be nice to share some facts about my folkloristic background, and compare it to other's.
Tricky question for a hard answer.
There are many movies that left me something: a teaching or bubbles in my stomach.
I can say that "Stroszek" (1976) is wonderfully sad, in a way that leads the spectator to crave that melancholy and loss that the main character expresses throughout the whole movie.
"Blow-Up" (1966) is a masterpiece of sensory Art and a modern exposition of the youthful Waste Land that lives in the attitude of the outcasts.
Oh, and yeah, just for the record, I think I have a kind of intellectual crush on sir Thomas Stearns Eliot.
I'm not such a traveler. Not that I hate traveling, but I prefer staying home most of the time. You know, there's nothing better than your bed and warm as your blankets.
I went to Spain, a couple of years ago, and lived there with a lovely family. I didn't know a world of Spanish but "Hola" so it took time to open up with people. I got lost a few times, on the streets and was too shy to ask some information that I ended up wandering.
I went to Portugal too, just for one day. I loved it, there was a bride there and my friends and I took a picture with her, out of joy and excitement. So sorry for that bride to see a bunch of Italians interrupting her shooting. She didn't seem to care, anyway.
Literally, any topic.
I just need someone to be open to listen and to share something with me too. I don't like monologues.
I'm planning on visiting Iceland and, by now, struggling with learning icelandic.
I mean, guys, you have such a brain to be able to speak and understand it that I admire you so much.