I'm back...for good !

Hi everyone !

First of all, I would like to wish you all a Happy New Year. Last time I wrote a post here was still 2014, and it wasn't even December, it precisely was two months ago. 

Not many things happened during thise period I haven't been around, I think I only focused more on study, evenings out with friends, Christmas holiday, scout trips and other adventures. However, my routine stayed the same, except for few occasions. 

I always knew that I'm one of those person with thousands of problems with their bodies, I can rarely stand the comparison with someone else, I find myself having so many defects I don't even remember them all. When 2015 started I noticed that many friends of mine, who wanted to lose weight, to run a marathon, to grow their hair, to leave this country and this city...they (almost all) achieved what they wanted. And why is that? Because they worked for their goals, they didn't spend the biggest part of their time complaining about what was wrong in them, they switched from passive to active. 

What do they have that I don't ? The strength and the will to try. Now, these are two things that I'm going to buy at the local shop and I won't find my size as always, it's something that I certainly have inside me, it's only up to myself to grow these two elements.

This is what I though when I took paper and marker (I don't usually find pens so easily in this house, same for pencils, that, I have to say, I'm enjoying using lately) and I wrote down my New Year Resolutions. Now, I won't write them here, mainly because half of these things are quite private and involves other person as well BUT it's enough for you to know that I want to take a better care of this blog. Last year, around this month, I decided that it was time to retake this internet page and make out of it a place where to share my thoughts, and so I did. Only because I didn't cure it, both in style and with new content, for two months or so, this doesn't mean I won't be able to restart from where I've left. 

As the title says, I'm back for good ! If I'll be able to I'm going to change the background image and the songs...but only if I'll find the way to! 

Bad hair, oversize jumper, glasses...this is me 80% of the time!
(Sorry for the poor quality, couldn't take a proper picture with my DSLR, and that's when the webcam came in)

I wish you all a great weekend !

FedeRS

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University, here I am .

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I know, I always start out like this...but I apologize (again) for the lack of posts. 

I recently (on Wednesday) started University. It's a completely different thing that leads to a whole new organization of my daytime. I rarely wake up before 9 am, I often have to take both train and Minimetro, a sort of small tram that goes around Perugia, which is the main city in my region, where more or less all the Universities are. I'm completely alone in my new class, I always need to change room, I sometimes have to wait some hours between the first lesson and the second one...BUT I like all this because it's new !

As I wrote in my ''presentation'' I would like to become and Italian teacher abroad, and this University (University for Foreigners) is perfect for my future project. My class is composed by only 25 people or so, the majority are Japanese or Chinese students, and all the others are Italians, Moroccans and one American. I can honestly say that I had no words with anyone in my class, I spoke with nobody, I'm terribly shy...and this is not something that happened to me before. I usually am very friendly, extrovert...but in this new class, I have the feeling, that I'm the only one at my first year, I feel like I'm the youngest and I'm afraid to start a conversation with older people, although we may have only 2 or 3 years of difference. I hope I will make friends soon or it will be pretty terrible for me whenever I'll miss a lesson or anything else.

A part from my class, I enjoyed the few lessons I had this first week ! 

I want to share with you this lovely post that my Mum successfully published on my Facebook Wall ! So proud of her...it usually takes 20 minutes or so, in her case, to understand how to do anything on the internet ahah

1 Settembre 1997 Fede il primo giorno di asilo
1 Ottobre 2014 il mio pulcino apre le ali...e va all'università.
Fede, vola in alto, raggiungi i tuoi sogni !
 Ricorda che se la tua strada è in salita, è solo perché sei destinata ad arrivare in altro.
Con l'affetto di sempre..        

Mamma

Translation (more or less): 1st September 1997,  Fede her fist day or kindergarten. 1st October 2014, my chick opens her wings...and goes to Univeristy. Fede, fly high, reach your dreams! Remeber that if you're way is hard, it's only because you're bound to arrive really high ! With love... Mum''

I'll try my best in posting new things this week, I have a haul on his way and a couple of other ideas, hopefully I'll write something at the end of next week, you'll see if I'll wake it or not...you can always check my twitter for updates :) Have a nice Sunday !

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The National Route 2014 .

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So, since when I was 8 years old I've been a scout. Not a ''boy scout'' as we're called worldwide, but just a scout. I started because my parents were both scouts when they were younger, they both went in the group we have in Assisi and so did I when it came my time. After me my brother and all my 5 cousins started this journey.

 I spent 4 years with the ''Lupetti'' that is the first group in which you play, do several activities and slowly get involved in the mentality that is required to be a scout. You learn to share things, to help the others and when you finally think that you understand how this all system works, than you change group.

In fact, on the 2nd year of middle school, I started the ''Reparto'' that is another group that lasts for 4 years, that I left on my 2nd year of high school. Basically this is where the stereotype of the average scout is created. You walk a lot, you sell calendars and other things for charity (not biscuits, sorry!), you sleep in tents and you cook and eat on structures that you build with woods and ropes. Also in this case, when you know everything it's time to move on.

And here I am, at the end of my 3rd year of ''clan'', the last group in which you learn how to be yourself in society, to help the others out. 

I started this long journey, that can be defined as a lifestyle as well, back in 2003 I believe, and this year I had the opportunity to be part of one of the most amazing scout experience you can live: the National Route.

The ''vacation'' of 10 days you do when you're in the Clan, is called route, mainly because you walk, change location almost every night and you carry on your shoulder everything you need (the essential). It's a period that you spend with your group...but this year was different.

In 1975 there was the first National Route; all the Clans (or at least, the biggest part of them) that existed at the time in Italy, all went together in Route. In 1986 the same thing happened. And finally...after almost 30 years, in 2014 we had the opportunity to live this event on a National level.

We were 35.000 scouts, we were divided in 460 groups composed by guys from different Clans. Every group was composed by 70 to 60 people. From the 1st to the 5th of August, the different groups walked in different parts of Italy, on the 6th everyone traveled to San Rossore, a park near Pisa, and there we met, all 35.000 !

My group was the Route 190. My Clan hosted the others, this means that we walked and did our activities in the territory close to Assisi (where I live). The Clans that we hosted where from Alba, Cava dei Tirreni, Pescara and Gorizia. This last one is a city located on the bound between Slovenia and Italy, so they all speak fluently both Italian and Slovenian. We were in 67 and I miss every single person.

On the 6th all the buses left from a city close to Assisi, so we went there, traveled for 4h or so and finally arrived in the night in Pisa! And when we met all the other 35.000...well...let's say this picture doesn't give you the smallest idea of what it was!

I want to thank everyone! It was an amazing experience...and it makes me emotional to think that I was so lucky to be one of those people, one of those that had the opportunity to be part of such an amazing event!

Probably this blog post wasn't as interesting as you expected, it was different from what I normally write about. The quality of the pictures is not high, none of us had a DSLR camera ofc, and these are all photos taken by friends of mine. Hope you liked this post in any case, maybe you learned something new, who knows? If you're a little bit more interested in the event now, you can google and look for information and videos on YouTube about the event. There are lots of them, and they'll give you the idea of what it was better than all the words I wrote to describe it. Have a nice week everyone :)

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Angry me .

Lots of people deal with panic attack, hunger attack (I got that too ahah), claustrophobic attack. Well my problem are the "anger attack". It's not like I went to the doctor and he told me I often deal with anger because of this this and this reason. I figure it out myself after thinking about the way I've been acting lately. I'm not enjoying my life at all. I'm always constantly anxious for everything but most of all I've been getting angrier and angrier in every situation. I know in this way it doesn't really sound easy to understand but with a couple of examples it shock è easier to understand. When I failed at things I don't get depressed, I become really angry with myself and with any one else. 

Recent example; I failed my driving license theory test. These testes are mainly based on lucky, and as I often say "I have bad luck since when I came to the world". On the 17th February 1995 my mum led me out and that 17th was a Friday! (Bad luck day in Italy). In any case, I was angry when I failed the test, I was angrier when I discovered that just for one mistake in excess I was over, I was even more angry when it came out that when I will have to remake the test there will be new testes with 800 new quizzes. When I opened my Facebook page that day, I saw at least 6 pictures of people I know showing their drive license, that they got in the morning, while I was busy failing mine. In that moment I just couldn't take it and I exploded. 

Today happened that I lost my glasses. This made me angry for the whole day and that's why it also inspired me to take my PC and star writing  here for you, my ghosts reader. When I realized is lost them at home I started searching them and this made me late for school, where I had to sign some papers that say you're late and you can be late for other 3 time until Xmas and stuff like that. When I came back home (I was feeling pretty happy for the 7.5 I got in German) I started searching them again, and I could find them. The contacts I used in the morning were giving me headache so I decided to take them off. As resul I'm angry, with a bit of headache, in my garden, listening to relax music that is not particularly helping me...considering the fact that I busted into tears several times. 

Does anyone have the same problem? How do you deal with your anger attack?

Picture i took in Amsterdam during the Gay Pride Parade 2012 ( on Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/federicaz/ )

Hey hey !

I can't believe i finally started writing! I honestly thought i was never going to do this.

Let's start with a presentation (not too full, not a small introductions ;) ).

My name is Federica and as you can tell from it i'm italian. I live in the center of my country, so i'm not any close to big cities (Rome is the closest 2h30 with car) and in my region we don't have sea! yay!

I'm 18 and on the 12nd of September i started my fifth and last year of high school. You may think i had to repeat the year, well no i've never had it's just that school in italy is one year longer! If you're shocked for this well wait to hear this; I don't have a proper weekend because we have always had school on saturday!

My high school focuses on the study of languages and that's why at the end of my 5 years i'm supposed to be talking in a good way english, french, german and italian ofc. I tried myself to leanr dutch and spanish but..yeah i was not that constant with the study, but i think that, at least for spanish, i could have make it.

For this interest i have in language i'm also a travels lover! I like travelling more than anything else and i think that to leave in Europe is the best thing that ever happened to me because i can fly everywhere and see a thousand things without even being on the other side of the globe. I've also been there..in Australia i mean. Last summer i went there and it was amazing. The things that i like the most about travelling, except for the new places to see and the new faces of people, are the pictures i take. Yes, i like photography, I got a Canon1000D (3 years old..i love that baby!) and every picture i take is a memory and i can't delete any of them (and that's why i finally bought an external memory ahah).  In my future i see myself teaching italian abroad, probably in Germany, and i'll work hard to do this !!

I'm a really talkative person and i think that it may be cool and usefull to write here what happens in my life and what i think about several topics; i said usefull because i think this is just the most perfect way that i have to wreake out all the thoughts i have in my mind .

And today, 11st October, that's where i start my journey! I'm apoligizing in advance for all the grammar mistakes and all the repetition i'll do but remember...i'm just SUPPOSED to be good at english at the end of school ahah kidding, i also want to improve so please, correct me :)

Remember; Life is a game we play! 

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