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Here I am on the weekend before my return to school. It's Saturday night, I'm really lost doing my stuff at home. Lately, this is my routine and I do not get tired at all it rather, I have to admit, makes me quite happy and quiet. I came back from New York a few days ago and I must say that I recharged my the batteries there! I needed to see that city, every time I just feel home there, I feel I always have things to see and lots of things to experience, I feel I mustn't look too much for the best places because I know them. I feel like I know that city better than my dear London (or perhaps is what I like to believe in, just to feel a little closer to it). Although, that city always has something for everyone; brings love, takes it away, proves it and makes it known in its strangest forms. I went to Washington square park, where artistic people spend their afternoons... It's the city of the possibilities, it is the city of the jazz bars, the...

Guess what? My flight is an hour delayed, whilst I started to think about all the possibilities I have to get home at a decent time I thought I could dedicate some time to my blog! With great surprise is a pleasure to be able to sit here, in the airport departure hall with a little bit of time for me to think about the past days. On Friday, my father drove me to Serravalle where took a train to come and visit my boyfriend towards the South of Italy. It is incredible how life here is always beautiful! They say is boring as fuck, because from their side there’s nothing to do, but I think is just great. I totally mean it! Friends gather together at the bar, probably just smoking cigarettes and gulping beers! But they are together, talking, exchanging stories, updating each other on their own life. People down here are so warm, there’s a genuine interest towards the individuals around you. Every time I come back is a feast! Makes my heart so full! It is such a great feeling to be su...

We've been ignoring the coming "Last day", our adventure in Bali was coming to an end, and the idea of leaving was the saddest story ever. During my researches I've found this place called the Hidden Secret Canyon just a few kilometres away from Denpasar. It was one of the best experience I've ever done. We drove for about 40 minutes to get there and once there we pay the ticket that was 15,000rp, at the entrance we've got asked to get a guide as well for 100,000rp because the way was quite tedious and dangerous, so we did. I couldn't expect anything like this. We went down with our guide, called Wayan, we enjoyed his company a lot and after a while he told us he liked us, that we were "a really nice couple". He explained me how he learnt english just through guiding people down there. He had several time to stop and help us through the path, in some point the water arrives until your chest and if you don't know where to put your feet you...

This kind of things never change. I mean talking about people.. When you see your people the one with who you used to grew up.. When you find out that your personality has not changed and you can be the same that you used to be with them is fantastic. No need to pretend to be someone else no need to hide anything about yourself. Cause there's nothing that needs to... I love it. I'm living in this world that is keeping me away from my world.. Even though I don't really know which is my real one, is like living in a half way where you keep talking about your two life hoping that one day they can be together in a very real big one , but that's impossible.. You cannot mix blue and red without obtaining purple as you cannot mix those two life without having as a results a mess...  I've been so happy and lad today , my best friends were here in London and I could see them as we were in my home town. That sounded odd to me.. Francesca said that she felt weird today see...