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I find really hard sometimes understand people's behavior. I still need an explanation of why they must act in a certain way.  Today was a normal working day. When suddenly seemed like screams were coming from the ground floor and everybody has found out what was going on. A girl had an argument with one of ( I promise ) the most polite member of my staff. Was just impossible. She hit another girl working with me next to him cause she refused to give her details about her name. Then she tried to go straight away to the exit and there another colleague of mine tried to stop her receving as answer  two punches into her face later on another colleague tried to stop her and she just sank her nails into his arm. At this point the security guard tried himself to stopped her and she replied using her umbrella as a weapon. The police has been called by our managers, but the girl was just disappeared.  I'm so sorry for all my people that have been involved. Hopefully they'll ...

At the end of last month I spent four days in Italy in order to attend to my nephew's baptism. My minibreak has been really fast obviously four days are never enough to see family, friends and who else. But is still something that makes you feel close every time you see them, even though for a while like this which has just passed. The ceremony was really nice and full of children talking aloud and laughing with their parents running behind them and trying to keep them quiet. I've done quite a lot photos I won't post all of them but the most impressive to me.  Later on, we went in a nice place in Genova's neighborhood. the weather wasn't helpful so we spent most of the time indoors eating traditional italian food, talking about our lives and especially my sister was encharged to the children's entertaing. I had really good times and I'm grateful to have my family behind all the time, even though I'm in a different country, even though I'...

The will to say anything. The need to shut. I must don't forget that this is a public blog and that I cannot write whatever bullshit I'd like to. I'd like to talk about the people, about any kind of people, about the ones in the streets, the ones with who I work with, the ones are taking piss of me and I don't understand why. The ones that are far but I never forget, the ones that need someone who might take look after them. I was in the tube with a colleague and I could not took my eyes off from an apparently old lady who was reading a Holy Bible and writing notes on it. I turned to my friend and I said him without stop looking at her " I cannot stop to look at her" and he said "Yeah, I cannot too". My feelings were really confused. I don't know what I was feeling, but was something from the inside that was impossible to keep under control.. Then..? Many people keep being rude between each others. And I still cannot understand that. Ho...

I've had needed few days to recover myself after I arrived in Italy from London once again. I left London on saturday morning after a long night to the Cable in London Bridge. The music was absolute amazing, the only thing that made us crazy was the queue in which we waited about an hour before finally get inside the club. I didn't stay for long cause I was pretty scared to loose my flight. But I enjoyed the time I stayed there! I hope to go again really soon! After got home, I took all my stuff closed my luggage and went to take the train to Gatewick I've calmed down just when I realized that nothing would stop me to take that flight. With no hours of sleep behind my shoulders I fell asleep on the plane waking up just once arrived in Naples. The sun was shining, the weather was amazing and definitely warmer than London and the smell of sea was really strong almost everywhere. Claudio came to take me at the airport and we went to the hotel to leave my stuff and then to s...

I don't know how I am supposed to feel but all the time since I started to read books when I finish one is like something really little changes in me, feelings, way to act, points of view. Perhaps some changes are temporary, actually most of them are, but some are permanent and It doesn't need to be explained is just something which is brought out from yourself, you cannot deal with that, not at all, It doesn't hurt, it doesn't make you feel better or worst, it just changes. Charlie has changed me. And I feel it, like when you are in summer at the seaside and you just let floating yourself in the sea and suddenly a tall wave come to slip away your trips and making you swallow liters of water. If I had to describe it I'd definitely do in this way. When you're reading about someone who seems exactly passing through what you're passing in or you passed is always rather shocking than whatever else someone's story could be told you since those things are ...

Have you ever think about what you gonna do once you grown up ? When I was younger I dreamed about being a vet, later in time about being a Stylist. I never had a deep thought about, I always jumped from one thing to another. I'm 21 years old and I like so many stuff, things, I have just marked a line which is confused and not really straight heading to something, something, not a thing. Just something. I can start to draw a plan thinking about my own passions and my own dreams. But I always asked to myself if is just something about me or rather if, is normal to be still confused after 21 years old.  Everything, every single thing might be helpful to find a way which could be the right one. Without any fears, nothing to stop you..thoughts.   Few times happened to me to show a particular will to don't listen to who's talking to me. And realize after that probably that person had realized that I was not really interested into what was talking about. So from that point ...

This month I've finally been in Italy. Really good times there and even though were just a few days I've found the way to enjoy as much as I could. My family is getting larger I met my new nephew Filippo and I had such a nice moments with my sister and the other little boy. Hope days like these will come with more frequency. I'm really sorry cause I couldn't see all the people I wanted to, but they were just 4 days and is such a big thing divide the time between all of them.. When I left Italy to come back I brought with me my childhood's friend Mary whose travel in London was her first. Staying, living together is such a big opportunity to have back the everything which we lost in these years.. And when after a week she left.. oh what a strange feeling! One week are seven days, several hours and several minutes. We might be able to count them, but in our mind they could be passed fastly or slowly. It depends by how much we enjoyed these moments and I guess we di...