<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:40:44.623Z</updated><title type='text'>Surviving in the city</title><subtitle type='html'>Living in London,studying and working
everyday life and thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107844763637458232</id><published>2004-03-05T00:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-05T00:50:12.810Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I moved to: www.upinthesky.splinder.it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107844763637458232?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107844763637458232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107844763637458232'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107825314542908353</id><published>2004-03-02T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-02T19:07:29.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally have internet connection at home.Ohhhyeahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now I'll be able to update this blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I am on the move again,infact I am looking for a nice flat for me and Tijan.In September I am gonna start uni once again,but finally I am gonna study what I really want:translating and interpreting.I am not gonna mess up this one.I am using Tijan's laptop but I am going to get my own pc very very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I had been more paranoid than the usual,only to find out that all my doubts were for nothing.I need stop doing this.Luckily enough i kept everything to myself this time,but the fact that I am having all this toughts don't make me proud.&lt;br /&gt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107825314542908353?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107825314542908353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107825314542908353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107825314542908353' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107496526506159652</id><published>2004-01-24T17:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-02T19:07:57.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright once again I haven't been here for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to London,stay over Maria's house and monday party all day with my mates that I miss so much.&lt;br /&gt;Tonite I was suppose to go to Arrested Development concert,but I am too skint.&lt;br /&gt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107496526506159652?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107496526506159652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107496526506159652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107496526506159652' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107209337355564245</id><published>2003-12-22T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-22T11:44:13.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't even type properly,cause my hands are still freezing.it is soooooo cold in Leeds and I misplaced my gloves,so I went out without them!&lt;br /&gt;I went to see a council flat this morning,close to my friends,I so want to take it,but Ihave to admit it is way too small for me and Tijan.I already saw myself painting and decorating the whole place,but I guess we will have to wait for another offer.....I will talk to him tonite and see what he has to say.But in the kitchen there wasn't enough space to fit a cooker,fridge and washing mashine.And the bedroom you were lucky if you could just about squeeze a double bed in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107209337355564245?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107209337355564245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107209337355564245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209337355564245' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107194103948021450</id><published>2003-12-20T17:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-20T17:25:16.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was in a coffee shop earlier.&lt;br /&gt;In my place by Coldplay was playing and I saw a nan with her nephew(late twenties).Such a happy picture.&lt;br /&gt;Without even knowing I had tears in my eyes,cause I was thinking of you,my angel.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are up there protecting me and I hope you are proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I am going to view this flat.Hopefully I have found a solution to Tijan's problem of transportation,but if he still doesn't want to move I won't know what to think anymore.Cause if the flat is in reasonable condition this is a oppurtinity not to miss.&lt;em&gt;Carpe diem&lt;/em&gt;.I am intending to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107194103948021450?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107194103948021450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107194103948021450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107194103948021450' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107194083627291309</id><published>2003-12-20T17:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-20T17:21:53.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;scars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at two little scars that I have on each hand...both cut needed stiched but in bith cases I didn't go to the hospital.The one I have on my left hand I got it from opening a bottle of spirit with a knive when I was working as a bartender.I almost fainted,but I didn't want to admit that it hurt so bad,cause I knew the manager didn't like me at all.I wanted it to prove her that I was strong.&lt;br /&gt;The other one more than a scar is a mark,a reminder.My first storming nite spent with &lt;em&gt;James&lt;/em&gt;.After a blazing row with Russell,he ended up slamming the door on my hand and since I was so drunk I didn't even notice and carried on my way.Went to the bar wanted more beers...till my friends noticed the blood.Shit.Pretty deep cut.They were encouraging me to go to the A&amp;E.But James said I should go to his place instead.&lt;br /&gt;So we went.His council flat in the middle of Camnden Town,that so much I loved.It was his father's dad,such a hippie.Not su much furniture,but books everywhere and paintings.You couldn't tell James room from the living room,cause he didn't own a bed.He loved to sleep on the floor with his pillow and duvet.No TV,only a old radio.&lt;br /&gt;That night I became his.&lt;br /&gt;After months of wanting him,desiring him with every inch of my body.&lt;br /&gt;A night I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Days after I ended up going to A&amp;E cause I had an infection on the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107194083627291309?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107194083627291309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107194083627291309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107194083627291309' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107160009269172769</id><published>2003-12-16T18:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-16T18:42:44.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate when people talk to you with their hand covering their mouth&lt;br /&gt;I hate when they are making an order and they wishper or shout&lt;br /&gt;I hate when they are rude &lt;br /&gt;I hate when they don't listen when you are talking and then complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I spent most of the afternoon sending emails to get application packs for job vacancies.I don't want to be a supervisor in this place,like i never wanted to be a manager in that restaurant.there is only so much I can take.Especially when they are being ironic about English not being my first language....nevermind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107160009269172769?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107160009269172769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107160009269172769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107160009269172769' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107150790069143052</id><published>2003-12-15T17:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-15T17:06:11.590Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Jay Z new single Change Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;These days since, we got Ntl at home,all I am watching is Mtv Base which plays reggae and r&amp;b tunes.Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way yesterday went out for Christmas dinner with all my mates from work.We went to avery posh indian restaurant in Leeds.I don't particularly like Indian,but hey I was the only one so I have to stuff it.It was actually pretty good,I had a Seafood Balti and we ordered several huge nans to share within us.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk far too many glasses of white wine,everybody was going to Sophie's place after...I couldn't:too drunk.&lt;br /&gt;How embarrassing...if only my friends in London knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107150790069143052?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107150790069143052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107150790069143052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107150790069143052' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107150762537776707</id><published>2003-12-15T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-15T17:01:36.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bakary soon will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;But as the news spread that Saddam Husseing got caught,I want to stop and shout against all the stuff that is wrong in the world,like the war in Iraq,like the fact that there is slavery,like the fact that the colour of the skin does unfortunately matter,like the fact that there are people dying trying to reach a country they see as heaven or better place...and the list could continue for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107150762537776707?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107150762537776707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107150762537776707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107150762537776707' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107116524130968417</id><published>2003-12-11T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-11T17:55:07.110Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't really feel like writing these days.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got an house,not the one from the council,an other one but something unexpected happened last sunday and now everything has changed.It is me and Tijan....and I am still very angry with the whole system.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Bakary already.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad and empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107116524130968417?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107116524130968417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107116524130968417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107116524130968417' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107072963938523663</id><published>2003-12-06T16:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-06T16:54:57.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a phonecall from the Leeds council yesterday and it looks like they want to give me and tijan a house,wow!This is really huge,I am going to see it tomorrow and I don't know if it will need any work,but I am just excited at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107072963938523663?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107072963938523663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107072963938523663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107072963938523663' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107063025669518334</id><published>2003-12-05T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T13:18:34.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait till I have a day for myself cause I want to check out the German market in the city centre,it is gonna be there for another couple of weeks,and I feel like a bit of shopping(even if I can't afford it) and also I wanna go to the cinema.I think the last movie I watched was Bad Boys II,not bad....just for Will Smith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107063025669518334?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107063025669518334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107063025669518334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107063025669518334' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-107063013335233613</id><published>2003-12-05T13:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T13:16:30.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost a month since I last wrote here..........&lt;br /&gt;My life is full of ups and downs and it is very difficult to reach a stability.Last weekend I was in italy(again!) to celebrate my friend birthday.We went clubbing and I was up dancing till 6 am,even if it wasn't my kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to leave England and go back to italy badly.An other part of me wants to stay here,be with tijan and do uni and another part of me wants to pack and go for new adventures.So I am pretty much confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-107063013335233613?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107063013335233613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/107063013335233613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107063013335233613' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106831081715601646</id><published>2003-11-08T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-08T17:00:38.560Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK.Finally back in Leeds and happy to be here for various reasons,especially Tijan.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody recognized a change in me,they said I look different in a better way.I think before going away I lost my direction a bit and I was directing my life into the wrong directions.This period in italy really cleared my mind and i am hoping to remain this focus!!!&lt;br /&gt;They all missed me at work,how sweet...and leeds is very Christmasy and it looks nicer than before to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Enough sugar for today......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106831081715601646?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106831081715601646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106831081715601646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106831081715601646' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106726396629762225</id><published>2003-10-27T14:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-27T14:12:51.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am also gonna spend an afternnon in london before going back to Leeds,cause I need to spend some time with bruno.I really miss him,he is a true person and a special friend.A bottle of Fragolino and lots of talking,just the way we like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106726396629762225?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106726396629762225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106726396629762225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106726396629762225' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106726376733516142</id><published>2003-10-27T14:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-27T14:09:32.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today as Iwas driving to padua I saw a London cab coming the opposite way!!!!!!!!!I thought I was allucinating but it was the real thing.Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106726376733516142?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106726376733516142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106726376733516142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106726376733516142' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106726370512474916</id><published>2003-10-27T14:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-27T14:08:30.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't understand this blog anymore.I tried to post twice and it is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Still in Italy till next wednesday.Mostly been eating lots of great food,as pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;Been spending time with my gorgeous niece and been enjoying my friends company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go nack to Tijan,cause I had been missing him loads and I feel that this period apart made this relationship stronger,cause I had plenty of time to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106726370512474916?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106726370512474916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106726370512474916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106726370512474916' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106432838177809859</id><published>2003-09-23T14:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-23T14:46:21.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many emotions in these past few days,so many decisions to be made,some important,some less important.&lt;br /&gt;I am going back home,not for good but for a month.I need this time to recharge my battery,to find myself again.I am between flats and this feel like the right time.Tijan is gonna stay with his brother for the whole month,meanwhile he is gonna look for a flat for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit confused,we have been through a lot lately,but sometimes it is hard.Hard to understand each other culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am so scared I am gonna loose him and I find myself with no confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I am so confused.I guess only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106432838177809859?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106432838177809859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106432838177809859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106432838177809859' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106241935056987198</id><published>2003-09-01T12:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-01T12:29:10.560Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I even saw Ugo,who came straiight to roadhouse after arriving from Ibiza,still spaced out.&lt;br /&gt;You are the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106241935056987198?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106241935056987198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106241935056987198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106241935056987198' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106241930608798103</id><published>2003-09-01T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-01T12:28:26.083Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am the bus station,I still have more than an hour to go.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit upset,because yesterday Nicolas was robbed of the first price @Roadhouse,but then again he is not prepare to do the monkey in front of the crowd.he just come on stage and do his stuff which is great.Everybody is just staring while is moving,silence and at the end a massive applause.When they announced he came second the crowd started shouting that it was unfair.&lt;br /&gt;That was enough for him,nothing else.He will see them all in November at the World Final and he will prove them.&lt;br /&gt;Against the system.&lt;br /&gt;Against all the envy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106241930608798103?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106241930608798103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106241930608798103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106241930608798103' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106233644429191003</id><published>2003-08-31T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-31T13:27:24.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was watching this guy flairing and he is amazing.His name is NICOLAS SAINT-JEAN and he is one of the best flair bartender around.He was practising at TGI,where I used to work cause he is friend of Flo.I always thought he would be bigheaded,but after spending a couple of hours there I had to change my mind.I can't wait to go to &lt;strong&gt;Roadhouse&lt;/strong&gt; today and watch him win.He has a wicked routine and he is using such a cool tune from Fatboy Slim.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concerned I am glad to go back to Leeds because of Tijan,but I know I am gonna be miserable for a couple of days....It is hard leaving this city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106233644429191003?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106233644429191003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106233644429191003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106233644429191003' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106226393798156834</id><published>2003-08-30T17:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-30T17:18:57.986Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a couple of hours ago I left Ketty and Gabriele at the tube station on their way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of days have been very intense and I am tired(physically),but I laughed so much and I really enjoyed taking them around london,my city even if i don't live here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Tonite I will go back to Henrie flat and it is going to be weird sleeping there by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow flair competition at roadhouse and monday back to Leeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106226393798156834?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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stuff and as a result this morning he got the phone call we have been waiting for.This is going to make things much easier for us,the only problem at the moment is still money.hopefully he is going to sort that out while I am here,in more or less three hours I am going to pick up my friend at Liverpool Street:how exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had some money to go shopping with,but hey next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106206727812443291?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106206727812443291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106206727812443291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106206727812443291' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106198932765589385</id><published>2003-08-27T13:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-27T13:02:07.516Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leeds Music festival is over.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to go even if I was on holiday,but I would have loved to see Blur,The White Stripes,etc...Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving tomorrow morning at 6 am.I am going to london  for the weekend since my friend is coming over here for real.Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did miss Notting Hill Carnival,oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106198932765589385?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106198932765589385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106198932765589385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106198932765589385' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-106198915441089029</id><published>2003-08-27T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-27T12:59:14.223Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many thoughts spinning around my head.&lt;br /&gt;I am serene and in peace,thing that hadn't happened for a long time.Even if there are so many problems to sort out,like where we are we going to live in a month time since we decided not to renew our contract and the bank is not really helping either.But this is so small compared to the happiness he is bringing to me once again.&lt;br /&gt;The past month it has been a tough one for our relationship,but we moved on.And i know that together we can sort everything out.I can feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-106198915441089029?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106198915441089029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/106198915441089029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106198915441089029' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105854505689529029</id><published>2003-07-18T16:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-18T16:17:36.880Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not too much to say,a part from the fact that I haven't seen him smiling as often as he used to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105854505689529029?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105854505689529029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105854505689529029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105854505689529029' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105837807158763295</id><published>2003-07-16T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-16T17:54:31.566Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Human beings are animals and there is little monogamy in the animal kingdom.A man's evolutionary role is  to spread his seeds.Men are the hunters and women are the hunted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about feelings and emotions?&lt;br /&gt;This is excracted from an article discussing why men cheat.I believe this is such a stupid affermation,an excuse to a very sad behaviour.I have cheated and i still feel guilty about and I believe that if I feel the need to cheat I'd rather finish any relationship I am at the moment.It is very easy to have your cake an it,I have loads of friend with a serious girlfriend,while she is at home sleeping they are out fishing....I'd rather be alone than having a cheating boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105837807158763295?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105837807158763295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105837807158763295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105837807158763295' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105837749162890186</id><published>2003-07-16T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-16T17:44:51.590Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HUGE NEWS&lt;/strong&gt; one of the most important person in my life is finally coming to see me over here in England.I couldn't believe it the other day when she told me over the phone.I couldn't talk for a couple of minutes.I can't wait for the last week of august to come.Cause she is gonna be here,she is gonna meet him and i am gonna be able to show her my life here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105837749162890186?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105837749162890186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105837749162890186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105837749162890186' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105794422428326235</id><published>2003-07-11T17:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-11T17:23:44.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vanina&lt;/strong&gt; I only just now updated your link,I am so slow on those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing London and my life there a lot recently,maybe because here I am not that interested in creating new friendship and the relationship I have with people don't go further the work place.Ok I have been out with them a couple of times,but I am tired of getting close to people and then leave.I know I am not gonna stay in Leeds for more than a year(that's the plan) so I am just gonna keep things simple,even if I can't help getting close to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go down for the Notting Hill Carnival,I never missed since I live in UK.I can't miss this year.Or at least I'll try not to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105794422428326235?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105794422428326235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105794422428326235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105794422428326235' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105794352540780266</id><published>2003-07-11T17:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-11T17:13:15.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok now I want to give you all a test  about me and see how well you can do,it is in Italian though....&lt;br /&gt;http://steffi77.friendtest.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as anything else is concerned i hadn't been doing that much lately,cause Tijan has a Xbox,so I had been watching DVDs all day long and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105794352540780266?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105794352540780266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105794352540780266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105794352540780266' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105716897295745374</id><published>2003-07-02T18:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-02T18:02:52.923Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday I went to sainsbury's for the first time here in Leeds,it is outside the city centre and it is hugeeeeee.I went by myself and I ended up filling up the trolley too much.I spent 90 quid on food and accessories for the house.I had to take a cab home!!!I ran inside and ask tijan to give me a hand with the shopping,when he came outside he was like"What?" and started laughing.That's so typical me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105716897295745374?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105716897295745374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105716897295745374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105716897295745374' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105716826112622985</id><published>2003-07-02T17:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-02T17:51:01.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend just gone has been amzing.....&lt;br /&gt;First I was very surprised on saturday morning when I recieved a pack with the new cd from lorenzo,which is called Collettivo.I thought I would have to wait till I go home to italy to get it.That made my day.Then birthday cards from my mom,Dorthe and Henrie.Those were just confirmation of what I knew already,I just know who thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday spent the whole day just chilling with my Tijan,he said my present is coming,but he managed to make my day anyway since he bought a wide screen TV.WOW,that's amazing.I am happy to settle with that,I don't really need any present from him now,but if he still gonna buy me something I am not going to refuse,am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105716826112622985?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105716826112622985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105716826112622985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105716826112622985' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105673956485280625</id><published>2003-06-27T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-27T18:46:04.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GLASTONBURY starts today.&lt;br /&gt;I have the weekend off,but I am not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BROTHER 4 is a total bore,but I am still addicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105673956485280625?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105673956485280625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105673956485280625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105673956485280625' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-105673948695222476</id><published>2003-06-27T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-27T18:44:46.850Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog.Or better still the same one,but just new clothes apparently.Bah.&lt;br /&gt;More than one month without posting,nothing have happened,lately I am always working trying to save some money cause I really wanna enjoy my holidays.Infact me and Tijan are planning to go to Italy at the end of August for a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to Switzerland a couple of weeks ago,nothing major just a weekend to attend a family reunion.I t was fun though.I saw so many relatives that I hadn't seen for ages,I was happy to see some,for others...couldn't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-105673948695222476?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105673948695222476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/105673948695222476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105673948695222476' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-94901142</id><published>2003-05-26T16:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-26T16:21:00.416Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am again:writing my blog in London.Today I am catching the bus to go back to Leeds.&lt;br /&gt;My few days here have been perfect,but everything was ruined this morning,because of one person.Infact I was supposed to go to pick up some stuff that was still in plumstead,so yesterday I arranged everything with the guy who is still there.After a 1 hour and a half journey he wasn't even home and his mobile was switched off.I am not gonna think about it anymore,cause I am just gonna get angrier.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to see all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived saturday and still didn't arrange any accomodation(ops....),so once in Friday's I called Ugo,he was completely drunk...I convinced him to come and meet us later at the hostel.So he did,luckily,and he was please to have me over for the night.Obviously he forgot that he promised the sofa to Michele too.I danced the nite away without drinking too much(I can't have more than a couple of drinks....I don't know why) and I realized how much I missed everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to a party at Mau Mau,a pretty cool bar in portobello.My friend Rachele and her boyfriend's leaving party.They are moving to Italy,they are going to renovate a house in Perugia,I am so happy for them.There I saw so many Italian people I hadn't seen for ages and we danced to old Italian songs and we ate proper pizza.The whole thing made me feel a bit homesick,which doesn't happen often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-94901142?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/94901142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/94901142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94901142' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-93650518</id><published>2003-05-02T14:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-02T14:09:31.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't write here as much as I would like to,cause i am always so busy.But I'll try to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;Today is finally shopping day,I had been around Leeds,discovering all the little nice shops and corners,buying stuff for the flat.&lt;br /&gt;I had just had a chat with my friend Faby on msn,hopefully I'll go to London for Rachele's leaving party at the end of May.I really miss them....I can't wait to see them again,it has definitely been too long.Stefania very happy today.&lt;br /&gt;Then I received a pack from Henrie this morning,full of stuff and accessories for the kitchen.I love that girl and I love my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-93650518?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/93650518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/93650518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93650518' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-93410244</id><published>2003-04-28T17:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-28T17:28:56.590Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am slowly getting used to Leeds and to the fact that me and Tijan don't work at the same place anymore,so we have completely different timetables.I never get to see him anymore,but we tried to make every hour that we are together quality time.&lt;br /&gt;My mobile phone got stolen last week,I don't really care about the phone,even if I had just bought it,the main thing is my numbers,there are some people that I don't have any idea how to contact them now.Very upsetting,especially if I think of my conversation with Maria a couple of weeks ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-93410244?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/93410244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/93410244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93410244' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-92227734</id><published>2003-04-08T15:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-08T15:59:51.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soon I will be flying to Italy again,I was gonna write home,but I am not really sure that is how see it so I am gonna leave like that.I don't think I have a home yet.Even the flat I got with Tijan in Leeds is not home,because I know I am gonna stay here only for a couple of years,so I can't consider it my home,also because it is rented and not mine.But one day...&lt;br /&gt;My brother's girlfriend is expecting their first child(it's a girl,they already know) so I am gonna go for the christening,then I am supposed to go to Zurigh to a big family reunion at the beginning of June,but I don't know if I can make it to that one,even if I'd love to cause I haven't seen my relatives who live in Switzerland for ages....&lt;br /&gt;Then there are all this great concerts I'd love to go this summer.&lt;br /&gt;When am I supposed to save money and how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-92227734?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/92227734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/92227734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92227734' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-92226134</id><published>2003-04-08T15:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-08T15:33:55.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allright,I spent almost three weeks  doing absolutely nothing,a part from being bored and filling all my spare time with:writing loads of letters(thing that I haven't done for ages),listening to the radio,washing our clothes by hands(since we don't have a washing machine),cooking,surfing the net and shopping.The only thing I didn't do is read,since I left all my books in London.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am starting my new job!Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I am not that excited about it,lately it is pretty hard to get me excited about something,but I liked the people I got to meet last Saturday and I am sure it si going to be fun.I am gonna work in a Starbuck,hopefully I am gonna become a supervisor in a couple of months....since I got the experience.I like the location,infact it is inside one of those store that sells books and cds,so during my break I can just browse through everything there is.Maybe I can get dicsount too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-92226134?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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E nemmeno funziona!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sono una frana,e' ufficiale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91980859?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91980859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91980859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91980859' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91978640</id><published>2003-04-04T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:47:06.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sun is shining in Leeds.&lt;br /&gt;Today is 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had an interview and tomorrow I am doing an OJE (On Job Experience).&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the bank and they upgraded my account (bigger overdraft + credit card),I still don't know if it is a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Today Tijan is working double like he has been doing for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91978640?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91978640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91978640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91978640' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91845196</id><published>2003-04-02T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:45:26.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allrighty,things are starting to get better.&lt;br /&gt;The landlord came to fix the heating,so at least I could have a shower and the flat is nice and warm.But later on I discovered the oven is not working and the front door keeps pissing me off,casue when you lock it from inside sometimes it decides to block itself,so the only way out is through the window,at least for Tijan.I am gonna make the landlord change it,I don't want to be entrapped!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got an interview Friday,nothing special but it is a start.&lt;br /&gt;The money is definitely running out and he is not getting paid until next Friday....ohhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91845196?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91845196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91845196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91845196' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91773839</id><published>2003-04-01T14:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:45:12.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I better get out and start looking for a job.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91773839?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91773839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91773839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91773839' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91773825</id><published>2003-04-01T14:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:44:57.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the end I took the bus,so I need to go back there to pick up the rest of my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I have other things to worry about,like finding a job.It can't be that hard,but I haven't even started and i don't really know what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I just now that I have a target and I would like to reach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the past few days feeling sorry for myslef,cause I didn't like the flat Tijan took and the fact that the heating hasn't been working didn't help.At the end of the day it was the first time he went househunting so I can't blame him.I just have to make it feel like home,but I really miss London and all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to get everything I want the moment I want it,wouldn't that be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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be a way out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91553222?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91553222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91553222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91553222' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91552404</id><published>2003-03-28T16:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:43:14.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arghhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stress.I am trying to rent a car to drive up to Leeds with all my stuff,but it is way to expensive during the weekend and it is bloody cheap during the week.The problem is my friend henriette is free only on the weekends and I don't want to drive all the way up there on my own.I am stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I take the bus there only with some of my stuff,but what about the rest?&lt;br /&gt;I am going crazy try to find a solution,Tijan is at work so I can't talk to him and Brunisha has his mobile phone off.Nobody to talk to for suggestions.Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91552404?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91552404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91552404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91552404' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91424522</id><published>2003-03-26T18:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:42:58.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I feel I could be writing here for hours,which is not very good,because I guess there is only much that people can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you guys think?&lt;/b&gt;,stupid questions since I haven't got any comments....&lt;br /&gt;Since I won't be living in London anymore should I change the name of the blog?&lt;br /&gt;I'll answer then,naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91424522?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91424522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91424522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91424522' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91423828</id><published>2003-03-26T17:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:42:36.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nas-I can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After discovering that I had more money that I expected in my account,which is always nice....I decided to treat myself to lunch.So I bought a couple of magazine(Time Out and Heat,I know pure stupid gossip,but it is fun:)) and headed to a &lt;i&gt;pseudo-italian &lt;/i&gt;restaurant with only a question in my head:will a mediocre pizza cure my hangover?&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my lunch the phone rang:Tijan!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping he'd have some news on his flathunting,but it was even better:he found one already and he is sure I am gonna love it.The rent is 220 quid per month alltogether!!!!It has wooden floor,which is such a rarity in English's houses,usually it is carpet all around.There is no washingmachine,but we'll buy one asap.&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited.A whole flat to ourself and I am getting out of Plumwhatever....Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Let's celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91423828?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91423828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91423828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91423828' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91422794</id><published>2003-03-26T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:41:53.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I AM MOVING TO LEEDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is happening,faster than I thought,but hey I am definitely not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;But I have so much stuff to write about,you can definitely tell I am not working,cause I am out and about all the time,making the most of the few days I have left in London.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it had been a great day.In the evening me,Noy,Mo,Abou and Flo went to Babs' house to watch the football match.&lt;i&gt;Chelsea-Arsenal 1-3&lt;/i&gt;.Not comment,since I support Chelsea.we chilled and talked a lot and they all promised me to come and visit.They better,especially Flo,cause I think he is such a funny guy,the more I know him the more I like him and I am very happy he finally ended up with that bitch of Afi.He can do so much better and he is better off without her.There you go,I said.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to pick up Bruno at TGI,we sat on the bar and Ugo joined us,I smelled trouble already.They got me soooooooooo drunk,I must have had 10 different shots,didn't pay for any of them(that's the luck of having bartenders as friends),from there we went to the hostel,where I talked a lot to Shake and Elly.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God,I am gonna miss my boys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I ended up staying over Ugo's flat(thank God for my brother!) and Bruno passed out there too.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahah,what a fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91304448</id><published>2003-03-24T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-04T13:41:26.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;looking back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was going through my clutter yesterday I found this old diary.I had been writing there throughout the period from 1998 to 2000,my first years in London.I think that the end of 1999 till summer of 2000 had been the hardest period of my life,so far.I had to face so many problems,above all a fucked up relationship(I still carry with me the scars).It was also,at the same time,a great period (if you believe that you can have both at the same time) cause I met James,the person who dragged me out of the prison I locked myself in.I do believe love is blind and god I was blind,I couldn't see the way he was treating me and using me until I hurt myself,not once,not twice.....I kept listening to a Pearl Jam's song "Black" over and over till I cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A partner can be abusive in so many ways,not only phisical, and even if you realized what is going on,believe me,it is so hard to admit to yourself,let alone anyone else,what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading all those pages I wrote back then,I felt tears coming down my face,it was like time never past and I was still there,living those events.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much James did for me and how much i did for him that year.&lt;br /&gt;I considered him my angel.If it wasn't for him,it would had take me double the time and I wouldn't be able to be with Tijan today.&lt;br /&gt;Still I had many difficulties to face,but I am doing it slowly.I consider myslef so lucky to have met such wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star&lt;br /&gt;In somebody else's sky, but why&lt;br /&gt;Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam ,Black&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://enetation.co.uk//comments.php?user=steffi77&amp;commentid=&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt; "&gt;Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91304448?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91304448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91304448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91304448' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91300377</id><published>2003-03-24T20:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-24T20:57:06.280Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tijan left today.He is already in &lt;b&gt;Leeds&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And here I was straight down the pub with Henrie and Noy,listening to Noy's tales to his trip to Dublin put me in a good mood and then his girlfriend Jenny came in and told me a friend of her has just come back from leeds,comment:it is a very lively city.Relief.I was started to get a bit worried about moving,usually I am not like that....when I left italy to come over here I knew I was gonna have the time of my life and so I did.However it is always hard to leave good friends "behind".This week I am gonna spend as much time as possible with all these special people that have walked with me for the past four years,i do hope they'll come to visit me up there.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am on a stand-by,all I am waiting for is a phonecall and hearing Tijan's voice saying"We have a flat.Come up!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91300377?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91300377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91300377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91300377' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91227123</id><published>2003-03-23T16:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-23T16:03:53.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the end the manifestation was wicked as expected.&lt;br /&gt;Today started packing and I have sooo mcuh clutter that I have been carrying around with me for far too long.So many pictures,letters and old diaries,I must have spent a good couple of hours going through all of them:what to keep and what to let go.I have so many clothes,some of them I don't even remember last time I wore them.I think I am gonna send them for a trip to the nearest charity shop.I have always been interested in &lt;b&gt;Feng Shui&lt;/b&gt;,even if I don't know much about it.But one of the principles of clear mind is get rid of the clutter accumulating in your room,wardrobe,etc...after you feel so much better and kind of cleansed.&lt;br /&gt;It really works,and I am a clutter-addicted....you should see my room back in Italy.....Aaaaaaaaaaaarrggggghhhhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91227123?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91227123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91227123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91227123' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91130849</id><published>2003-03-21T16:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-21T16:32:14.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't really feel like writing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I am scared that now that I found happiness it is going to be taken away from me.I am scared life is going to be too short.I am scared for the world,but above all me and you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91130849?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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out there dying,casue it is their job and they get all my support,they didn't have any other choiche.But the powerful people disgust me.And they blame it on France,a war is a war even with the backing of UN.And this war has so many economic interest,do they really care about Iraki people?Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;And the media makes me sick too,it is a continuos competition:who is the first reporter in Irak's territory,who is the first reporter to witness an attack,etc...and people are still dying and people are still running away from their home and country hoping that leaving everything behind will save them.&lt;br /&gt;I am disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,let it be a better world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91130099?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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busy.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope there is something good to watch on TV tonite....to avoid accumulation of fat,since I almost finished a week shopping in 2 days, I have been walking for an hour today,also to save on the bus fare!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am writing nonsense,I think I am loosing it........HELP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91003041?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91003041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91003041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91003041' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91002800</id><published>2003-03-19T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-19T17:54:57.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a sense of instability,I hadn't been working for almost a week and I am starting to feel bored.How can you feel bored in London?You can if you are broke,or better can't spend any money, and you live miles away from your friends.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great cause Tijan was off too and we had the best time ever,but as soon as he got back to work the boredom started....The whole situation is irritating me,cause we still don't have a flat in leeds and it looks like he has to go up first,since we can't stay both at his brother's flat.More boredom.I really hope the situation is going to speed up,otherwise I'll end up spending all the money I saved up on a shopping trip.Karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91002800?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91002800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91002800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91002800' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-91002301</id><published>2003-03-19T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-19T17:45:50.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today war is a certainty,at least here in Britain.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I have been following with growing disappointment the decision of the MP's at the House of Parliament,the speehces starting from Mr. Blair(disturbed by the noise of the growing number of protestants),the dimission of some MPs....but at the end Blair won.Even without the support of the nation,even with a major break in the party,even....&lt;br /&gt;And saturday once again I will be down the street of London to protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-91002301?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91002301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/91002301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91002301' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-90724376</id><published>2003-03-14T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-14T19:15:59.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I am officially&lt;b&gt; jobless&lt;/b&gt; and still today I had been spending money,but I had to tomorrow is Tijan's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it was my last shift and it was great,they gave me nice flowers and a card,plus almost towards the end Flo and Babs managed to get me drunk(nowadays it doesn't take me much....!) with a couple of shoots.&lt;br /&gt;Never drink Absinthe.&lt;br /&gt;Actually never drink.&lt;br /&gt;That was my thinking this morning and I wish I could stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way home I had a huge row with Tijan and I ended up having a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;The other day the whole Bruno's message was nothing to worry about,it was just Bruno trying to be a friend a direct to the right way,even if i was directing myself just fine.The problem with last night was way different,infact this monday coming there is gonna be the staff party for our work place.we decide not to go,cause I don't want to go and get legless when I can stay home and chill.Tijan changed his mind and I got pissed off,cause if he'd go then everybody would expect me to go too.I don't wanna go and I don't want people to think I am not gonna miss them or I didn't enjoy all this time with them.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I tried to take it back saying I was fine with him going,etc....but he said he don't wanna go anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am a disaster&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will make up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-90724376?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90724376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90724376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90724376' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-90612207</id><published>2003-03-12T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-12T22:29:24.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spring is coming and I love the way london is changing.&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are starting to blossom in the parks,the tree are getting leaves and the air is different.&lt;br /&gt;My mood is definitely influenced by the weather,I must admit I am one of those people.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-90612207?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90612207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90612207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90612207' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-90612099</id><published>2003-03-12T22:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-12T22:27:25.123Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The waiting is killing me,I wanna talk to him now and clear the air from any misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love msn,I must admit I have just started using it and it is fab.I just finished talking to &lt;b&gt;Stu&lt;/b&gt;,who lives in Australia.It has been great catching up with him,cause he left London a couple of months ago and i haven't heard from him since.That definitely put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-90612099?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90612099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90612099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90612099' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-90609477</id><published>2003-03-12T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-12T21:39:19.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't written for a while,just because I am so involved in this whole Leeds business.everything is moving in slow motion at the moment,the only thing I am doing is working a lot to have enough money for deposi+rent for a new place.Today,though,I decided to take the day off and apparently,even if he didn't tell me,this upset Tijan,casue Bruno just send me a text saying &lt;i&gt;not to make Tijan feel like he is alone in this move&lt;/i&gt;.I don't know how to interpret it....I will only know when i go to pick him up in a couple of hours.Probably he said something to Bruno after I left.....&lt;br /&gt;But I thought we are supposed to be honest with each other,so i would have expected him to say something when I asked Justin(my manager) to leave early.This definitely ruined my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-90609477?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90609477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90609477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90609477' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-90129347</id><published>2003-03-04T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-04T20:12:56.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I insert the comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 7 months since me and Tijan started going out together and it is amazing the way I feel about him.He is working double,I was supposed to go out for a couple of drinks with Lisa,but when I turned up(all dressed up for the going out occasion,that doesn't happen to me that often anymore) she said she is going home cause she isn't feeling very well.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for telling me.I live only two hours away from here,no problem at all.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to do something with myself and I am gonna watch "2 weeks notice",with Sandra Bullock and Hugh Grant.Romantic comedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-90129347?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90129347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/90129347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90129347' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89847272</id><published>2003-02-27T17:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:13:30.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very tired today,after last nite.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't drink that much at all,two double spritzer,but that was more than enough to make me feel like shit this morning,getting up to a heavy headache!Never ever again,then again never say never....It was fun,sitting on those sofas,talking to Lena about realtionships,calling Tijan at 2 am telling him how much I was drunk and how much I loved him.This afternoon he was a bit cold on the phone though,maybe he was just tired.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to insert the comments,but i know already I am not gonna be able to,so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89847272?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89847272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89847272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89847272' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89797747</id><published>2003-02-26T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:00:41.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been trying to keep myself busy today and I'll do the same tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My baby is in Leeds with his brother.He called me today and he filled my heart with hope,cause a couple of days ago the transfer wasn't sure and I was definitely upset and negative about the whole move thing.But not today,not now and I won't let myself down again.After what happened the other night at work all I want to do is get out of that place.I have loads of firends there,but there are a couple of negative poeple that I can't ignore and they are trynig so hard to ruin everything for us.I can't believe how some people can be so two-faced and fake.Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;James&lt;/b&gt;(not the one who I was taking in the previous post...) finally came back from his three months trip in Thailand and Australia.Tonite we are all going out,it has been ages since I spent a nite ast the Leinster getting drunk.I don't know if I'll be able to handle a bit of drinking.Then I am gonna sleep over at Ugo and Pillan's flat.Wahey!Perfect evening,so that I can think a bit less about not having him here.&lt;br /&gt;Pillan is going back to swedn for good tomorrow.It is going to be hard for ugo,I really feel for him.&lt;br /&gt;By the way,I haven't been out for months and a spot picked today to appear on my face.Unbelievable!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89797747?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89797747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89797747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89797747' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89259572</id><published>2003-02-17T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:01:04.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am getting hungry,sitting here in front of the pc try to find a job in Leeds,trying not to think what is gonna happen when I will see James again,trying not to think that it is very cold around me,trying not to think that he may not be able to transfer,trying no to think that it was our fay off today and he picked up as hift,trying not to think negative.&lt;br /&gt;A glass filled half with water it is definitely half full,but sometimes prospectives changes.I just have to focus on what is real.&lt;br /&gt;My love for tijan is real.&lt;br /&gt;James is just a memory,fading away and everything we had he destroyed when he moved up there,in the way he left London and me.Just a phonecall,after we spent the all weekend together.I forgave him,but now I only wanna be his friend,I don't want to play his games anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89259572?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89259572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89259572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89259572' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89257472</id><published>2003-02-17T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:01:15.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so fucked last nite.&lt;br /&gt;Since Babs was working,Lisa(my friend-manager) invited me over to her flat to chill.&lt;br /&gt;We have been working together for more than two years now and ,because of her position, I never consider her as a friend.But we are both leaving soon and lately we have been creating a bond.Most of the people at work don't like her,that's because they don't know half of the truth of what had been going on.We spent the all evening chatting and we have the same fears and aims.&lt;br /&gt;We got pretty wasted though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89257472?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89257472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89257472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89257472' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89257167</id><published>2003-02-17T20:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:01:30.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thisisouryouth.com/"&gt;this is our youth [&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a play.I finally went to see it last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy that I went to see it with Henrie and not with my boyfriend,casue we spent quite a long time just admiring the two cute american actors on stage.After that we actually started paying attention to the actions,too...also because they were smoking weed on stage(ohhhh).Since I was sitting a few rows from the front i could definitely smell it.There and then I thought it was going to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;And it was.&lt;b&gt;Freddie Prinze Jr&lt;/b&gt; as Warren,&lt;b&gt;Chris Klein &lt;/b&gt;as Dennis and &lt;b&gt;Heather Burns &lt;/b&gt;as Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;All of them were wicked in their characters and it was really entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;The second half was the best,I kept laughing so much.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely to watch if you are about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89257167?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89257167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89257167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89257167' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89161245</id><published>2003-02-15T23:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:02:36.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Between today and yesterday I had such a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went around Henrie and Richard's new flat and I must say it is pretty amazing.It felt so cosy and it situated in a very quiet part of west London.The only problem is that it is so far away from us,it took us three hours to get back.I am a bit jealous.I wish it was me and tijan who had just moved in a new flat.Still have to wait almost a month,if everything goes right.Sincerely I can't stand where I am living anymore,I wish that just by closing the door to our room I would feel better,but it isn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting so stressed and I don't think I can go on without having a nervous breakdown,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89161245?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89161245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89161245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89161245' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89161027</id><published>2003-02-15T23:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:04:09.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can still hear some people making some music outside at trafalgar square.&lt;br /&gt;Today it has been amazing.While i was walking I was thinking of my country,Rome where millions of people were doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;This war is not the solution,we really have to give peace a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89161027?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89161027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89161027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89161027' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89048206</id><published>2003-02-13T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:04:23.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the end we both manage to have tomorrow off,but i am not very keen in celebrating Valentine,infact we are just going to Henrie's flat for a meal.Also because we haven't spend any time with her and Richard since we moved out of paddington palace.&lt;br /&gt;And let's make it a jamaican party.we haven't had one of those for ages,too.&lt;br /&gt;And have a very good time.&lt;br /&gt;And relax.&lt;br /&gt;And put aside Leeds and various decisions for at least one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89048206?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89048206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89048206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89048206' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-89047890</id><published>2003-02-13T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:04:39.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really didn't wanna go for the interview tomorrow,cause if i get the job I might not be able to take it,but my v.good friend said that I should keep my options open,very true.Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many complicatins lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-89047890?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89047890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/89047890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89047890' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88929757</id><published>2003-02-11T20:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:05:09.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't understand why I still let this people upset me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't show it to them,while I am there( I can't help it i work with them!) I put on a brave face,the problem is they don't say anything in my face,but their attitude is enough.&lt;br /&gt;I know they are jealous of the relationship I have with &lt;b&gt;Tijan&lt;/b&gt;,but they better undertsand that there is nothing they can do to split us up.I try to be strong,but it is difficult.The best thing is to keep smiling,always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88929757?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88929757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88929757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88929757' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88929774</id><published>2003-02-11T20:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:04:54.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finalmente my links have been updated,I thought I was a disaster,but apparently I am not that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ezechiele&lt;/b&gt; eccoti il link.&lt;br /&gt;His blog,una vita in fumo,is so useful.I believe that willpower can make you stop smoking and thinking of the damages tabacco do to your body do the job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88929774?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88929774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88929774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88929774' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88929289</id><published>2003-02-11T20:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:06:11.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it......I have been called for an interview this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Really bad timing though,becasue even if they offer me a job I will not be able to take it.But it is only a job,I am sure I won't have any problem in finding one up there,will I?&lt;br /&gt;Tijan wasn't very impressed with me this morning,becasue I didn't get up and didn't do what i was supposed to be doing.Very upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;The only negative thing about this transfer is that muppet of his manager,infact he thinks that he can't do it before 3 months.3 MONTHS????????Why?????This is nonsense,I talked to the GM today(Lisa) and she said that she doesn't see why he can't be transferred in a month.&lt;br /&gt;We can't wait 3 months....it's too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88929289?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88929289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88929289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88929289' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88813681</id><published>2003-02-09T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:06:30.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had a sigarette.Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;I quit five months ago and this morning what did I do?I smoked.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoyed and I really don't know why I did it.Maybe I wanted to prove that I don't miss it.Anyway is never gonna happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Rewind and erase,or at least pretend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to add another link that talk about what smoking can cause.Really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I did earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88813681?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88813681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88813681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88813681' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88812761</id><published>2003-02-09T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:06:53.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Let's try one more time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving up!!!&lt;br /&gt;An other good thing about saturday is that I am finaaly going to see "This is your youth".Oh yeah.Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I have another two hours to kill before I go and pick up Tijan.Everybody else is going to Fabric (very cool club) tonite,but I am so broke and tired.At the moment I am struggling to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to move to&lt;b&gt; Leeds&lt;/b&gt;.It will be less complicated than any other city,cause Bakary is there and he can help us to settle down.The countdown has almost started.&lt;br /&gt;Life....James called a couple of weeks ago telling me he wanted to move down here again,now I have decided to move up there,probably we are gonna end up switching places!Destiny.I miss him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88812761?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88812761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88812761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88812761' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88812080</id><published>2003-02-09T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-09T21:08:45.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.I am getting quite excited about the manifestation against the war this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is because it is a really important matter and I do believe we can make a statement.&lt;br /&gt;More information on this website: &lt;a href="http://www.unitedforpeace.org/article.php?id=725&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea that has been organised simultaneously in loads of other capitals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88812080?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88812080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88812080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88812080' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88811644</id><published>2003-02-09T20:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:07:46.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brakpage.milkbag.net/quiz/peanuts.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://brakpage.milkbag.net/quiz/linus.gif" alt="I am linus" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Peanuts Character Are You Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this test today.&lt;br /&gt;Very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88811644?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88811644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88811644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88811644' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88711893</id><published>2003-02-07T16:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:05:42.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SOLD OUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' la storia della mia vita ultimamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biglietti per il concerto dei RHCP sold out&lt;br /&gt;biglietti per il concerto di Eminem Sold out&lt;br /&gt;biglietti per andare a teatro venerdi' prossimo a vedere "This is our youth" sold out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed adesso&lt;br /&gt;biglietti per la partita Manchester United contro Juventus per la Champions league SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta!I had enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88711893?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88711893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88711893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88711893' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88670651</id><published>2003-02-06T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-06T22:22:52.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sooo relaxing to spend sometime just with yourself,above all after last night.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go to the cinema bymyself...&lt;br /&gt;It's great:&lt;br /&gt;cause you don't have to share your popcorn or your drink&lt;br /&gt;cause you can let yourself go(cry or laugh as much as you like)&lt;br /&gt;cause you can choose where to seat&lt;br /&gt;casue you don't have to waste time repeating what it's just been said to somebody who wasn't paying attention.Arghhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I am still feeling a little bit &lt;i&gt;blue&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to be in arelationship,in a kind of way i think I was suffering less when I was single,without any commitments.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I did something that I haven't done for ages:got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Since my sweetheart decided to let me be on my own I got myself a bottle of white&lt;i&gt; Ernesto&amp;Julio De Gallo&lt;/i&gt;(blush wine) and downed it in more or less 45 minutes.After that I passed out.Then he came home.&lt;br /&gt;Huge argument.&lt;br /&gt;Me packing my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;He emptied the bag.I stayed.&lt;br /&gt;But this sadness is still here.Cause I know that my not-well being(is this a made up expression?Probably!!)  has nothing to do with him,it's me.&lt;br /&gt;I know that it won't matter what he will do to make me feel better,it won't go away unless I face my ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;Sting used to sing&lt;i&gt;"if you love somebody set them free"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;It is not fucking easy.&lt;br /&gt;Enough......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88670651?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88670651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88670651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88670651' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88670082</id><published>2003-02-06T22:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-06T22:10:42.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 mile &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il film in cui Eminem interpreta se stesso.&lt;br /&gt;Il film di cui se n'e' parlato abbastanza.&lt;br /&gt;Brittany Murphy nella parte della sua ragazza,ma poi definirla la sua ragazza.&lt;br /&gt;Kim Basinger e' la madre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La parte che mi ha coinvolto di piu' e' stata decisamente quando ci sono le battaglie di rap,il coinvolgimento del pubblico,le parole dure e la voglia di farcela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credevo raccontasse piu' in la' nel tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Ma mi ha fatto gioire,soffrire e arrabbiare con il protagonista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit though.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88670082?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88670082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88670082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88670082' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88540125</id><published>2003-02-04T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-04T17:36:12.743Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Living with Michael Jackson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the programme everybody has been talking about and has been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty shocked by it.&lt;br /&gt;I always like Michael Jackson's music,I even went to two of his concerts.But the Michael Jackson I saw yesterday left me a bit concerned,concerned for him and his kids.I believe he really revealed himself as he is.&lt;br /&gt;He believes to be &lt;i&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/i&gt; and he surrounds himself with kids.&lt;br /&gt;He lies about plastic surgery,so why would he be telling the truth about the allegations of abuse?&lt;br /&gt;He had it hard...his father used to beat him and his brothers,he abused him verbally telling him that he looked ugly,etc...&lt;br /&gt;Still I see a man,he is 44 years old,who believes he is still a kid and behaves like one.Living in his own world,Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much information.&lt;br /&gt;Very sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88540125?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88540125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88540125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88540125' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88539188</id><published>2003-02-04T17:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-04T17:17:20.893Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want a studioflat.I want a flat,but with those prices how can we afford it?&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind living outside the centre as long as I can reach work easily.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I win the lottery?Maybe because I never play it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to work tomorrow after two weeks of holidays,don't really want to.&lt;br /&gt;I started to hate that place,but more than the place the people I have to work with,so fake....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88539188?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88539188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88539188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88539188' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88485067</id><published>2003-02-03T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-03T19:05:45.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;STOP THE WAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th February 2003&lt;br /&gt;Embankment,London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88485067?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88485067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88485067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88485067' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88484998</id><published>2003-02-03T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:03:52.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese Year of the Ram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of celebrations last sunday around the centre.&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks,music,chinese food(yammy),martial arts,etc...&lt;br /&gt;Too many paople though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even forgot which is my Year in the Chinese calendar.Boh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite I am back in my bed,infact the last couple of days I have been sleeping on the sofa,cause I wanted to give my brother some privacy.Tijan was sleeping in his brother's room.But tonite.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88484998?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88484998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88484998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88484998' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88484178</id><published>2003-02-03T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:03:34.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most of the time I never get to see what I want of the city.The reason is very simpleI think I can do it any time,casue I live here...and the time never come.&lt;br /&gt;I am always too busy doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;So It is good to have somebody visting you,cause you end up in all those places.Like the  &lt;a href="http://www.bfi.org.uk/showing/imax/"&gt;IMAX Cinema&lt;/a &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking to digest a very big diner and we ended up at Waterloo Stationf from where you can clearly see the Cinema.&lt;br /&gt;It was still early,so we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was aaaaaaaamazing.&lt;br /&gt;The screen is huge,the biggest one in the UK (20 metres x 25 metres...I think) ,and the sound is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was an hour long and it was 3D!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highly recommended experience&lt;/b&gt;,I am definitely going back soon to watch an other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88484178?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88484178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88484178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88484178' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88482832</id><published>2003-02-03T18:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:03:15.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A bit of sadness is filling this evening,cause I just took my brother to the airport.He is older than me,he stopped by in London for two days on his way to italy.He hasn't been home for 6 years...I can't imagine being away for that long either from London or Italy.We never were the best of friends,mostly down to the age difference,but it as nice to have him here.I am also happy he was the first member of the family Tijan got to meet,cause he is so cool and realxed.&lt;br /&gt;I wish him all the best.Definitely he isn't going through the happiest period of his life.Divorcing is never easy and bove all when you leave two kids behind in a country so far away as Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88482832?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88482832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88482832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88482832' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-88278866</id><published>2003-01-30T18:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:03:00.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Torno dall'Italia e nevica.&lt;br /&gt;Adesso che torno a casa mi posso godere lo spettacolo che mi ero persa con l'altra nevicata il Big Ben e company tutti imbianchiati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Italia,Liettoli&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tre giorni rilassanti,dove mi sono fatta viziare dalla mia famiglia,come accade ogni volta.Rivedere per l'ennesima volta la camera in cui  spendevo ore da ragazzina a sognare Londra ed i miei viaggi,con i poster di Robbie,U2,Jovanotti ancora appesi alle pareti.L'armadio che avvev,secondo mia mamma,inzozzato quando avevo sedici anni...un paio di bombolette spray e via con i graffiti.Sono ancora li',assieme alle firme dei miei amici che avevano dormito da me e volevano lasciare il segno in un posto diverso della solita Smemoranda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E rivedere &lt;b&gt;Ketty&lt;/b&gt;,sempre lei con quei suoi occhi verdi cosi' magici.Il filo che c'e' fra di noi,oramai ne sono sicura,non si spezzera' cosi' facilmente.Passare il pomeriggio prima al bar di Mauro:due amari.E poi si va via con la sua bella Y10 nuova e per giocare ancora con i ricordi andiamo al Tramezzino(quante bruciate!!!) per una Ceres...&lt;br /&gt;Lei tante sigarette.&lt;br /&gt;Io non tocco una marlboro da cinque mesi e non voglio fare eccezzioni,cosi' non mi rimane che rimanere li' seduta e controllare il mio impulso di accenderne una,perche' mi sembra impossibile essere seduta li' con lei senza avere una sigaretta in mano.Boh.&lt;br /&gt;Tante parole,confessioni,storie,esperienze,progetti e speranze.&lt;br /&gt;E poi riparto e quell'sms ricevuto proprio prima di imbarcarmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricordi che tengo dentro di me.Soprattutto quel caffe'(io non lo bevo mai ,ma li' ne avevo proprio voglia) a casa di &lt;b&gt;Luca&lt;/b&gt;.Pensare a quanto mi manca,a quanto vorrei avere piu' tempo con lui,ma deve andare a lavorare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:SquawkBoxPopup(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;javascript:SquawkBoxCount(&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;)&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-88278866?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88278866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/88278866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88278866' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87959615</id><published>2003-01-24T15:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-24T15:33:51.680Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>non ho voglia di scrivere niente,nothing,nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ierisera eravamo circondati da fumo,tanto che la mia testa era veramente leggera.Non ho fatto altro che scrivere e scrivere ed oggi volevo pubblicare le mie riflessioni qui,ma la giornata e' iniziata decisamente storta e I am not in the mood anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87959615?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87959615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87959615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87959615' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87903027</id><published>2003-01-23T15:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-23T15:49:23.086Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's talk about circus.....but this is a very special one,that attracts both kids and adults.&lt;br /&gt;It's the Cirque Du Soleil,that are going around with a show called SALTIMBANCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all there are no animals and I really like this idea.&lt;br /&gt;It is a mix of very talented artists,from clowns to a very original dancers.All surrounded by music and lights.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed I was in a magical world for the whole two hours.I was enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were also very lucky,cause the show was performed at the &lt;i&gt;Royal Albert Hall&lt;/i&gt; and we were supposed to sit at the top,not such a great view,but hey no complaints.But as we were waiting to make our way to our seats,this lady came along and sais she was going to upgrade our tickets for free.Infact the show didn't sell very well,it was a matine(not a popular chice apparently).&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up sitting in a private box(worth more than 50 quid a seat....).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87903027?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87903027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87903027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87903027' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87902417</id><published>2003-01-23T15:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-23T15:36:43.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now a bit of publicity....&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went for diner in a very cool pizzeria in North London.&lt;br /&gt;So if you are out and about and wanna eat a really good pizza,pop in at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Porchetta&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;141 Upper St.,N1&lt;br /&gt;Islington&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheap and yammy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87902417?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87902417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87902417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87902417' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87901698</id><published>2003-01-23T15:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-23T15:21:34.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Don't spend your life with somebody you can live with&lt;br /&gt;Spend it with somebody you can't live without&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niente piu' vero di questo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;please don't wake me up&lt;br /&gt;I am sleeping and&lt;br /&gt;it is the sweetest dream &lt;br /&gt;I ever had &lt;br /&gt;in twentyfive years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e con questo non voglio dire che sono tutte rose e fiori,anzi.&lt;br /&gt;Pero' ne vale la pena,la sofferenza fa parte dell'amore.Io ultimamente sto soffrendo molto,ma non perche' lui abbia fatto qualcosa nei miei confronti che mi porti a sofferenza,anzi.Molte notti,mentre lui se ne sta dormendo tranquillamente al mio fianco mi chiedo se il mio amare sia "normale" o se la mia cicatrice non si possa piu' cicatrizzare.&lt;br /&gt;E mi chiedo se sia giusto imporgli i miei mood swings,il mio caratteraccio.&lt;br /&gt;I dubbi si formano e non si fermano piu'.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make it work,but what if.....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87901698?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87901698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87901698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87901698' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87692478</id><published>2003-01-19T20:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-19T20:56:24.120Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>para-paranoie&lt;br /&gt;come evitarle non lo so.&lt;br /&gt;Insicurezze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eppure so che tu mi ami.Ma certe volte,certe situazioni mi rimandano al passato,alla mia previous relazione e non riesco ad evitare i paralleli.E non te ne voglio parlare,perche' non e' giusto che ti stressi.Questo pomeriggio chiacchierata con Lisa,un sospiro di sollievo: i miei stessi pensieri.Lo sapevo gia' che non ero l'unica,ma condividere mi ha fatto bene.E nell'ambiente dove lavoriamo non e' facile,perche' la gente invidiosa e' dietro ogni angolo e ne sono consapevole ogni giorno sempre di piu'.&lt;br /&gt;Ne avrei di commenti da fare,ma se inizio poi mi deprimo a pensare a certa gente,alla cattiveria,alle malelingue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87692478?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87692478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87692478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87692478' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87691684</id><published>2003-01-19T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-19T20:33:30.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally work out how to use msn (I am such a genius,not),but the problems now is that I don't have nobody onmy contacts,so I better start asking around.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank the people who send me e-mails,it is so nice to read about people,who read my blog.It is a bit weird though,cause since I can't put any comments in it(I will very soon,or at least I'll try again) it seems I am talking to myself all the time,but when i get your emails is a bit of a relief.Grazie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it sounds a bit cheesy....but it is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87691684?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87691684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87691684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87691684' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87691569</id><published>2003-01-19T20:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-19T20:29:28.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am finally on holidays.....for two whole weeks.&lt;br /&gt;No to stress,getting up early,going home very late,etc....&lt;br /&gt;Yes to sleep,relax,fun and trip to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Tijan are going to see &lt;b&gt;SALTIMBANCO&lt;/b&gt;  a show put up by Cirque Du Soleil .Many people told me it is a great experience,and i really hope so 'cause the tickets were so expensive....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: Saltimbanco is an old Italian word for street artist and the show consists of a series of acts combining high-class acrobatics with masterly beauty. In colourful costumes and masks, reminiscent of the style of the Commedia dell’Arte, and to compelling live music, the 53 Saltimbanco artistes take you on a journey through the likes of ‘Chinese Poles’, ‘Russian swing’, a bungee ballet, balancing acts and a trapeze act. &lt;br /&gt;Inspired by the diversity of cultures and languages that is characteristic of cities, composer René Dupéré has developed a language that brings together sounds and words from all over the world. The result: music that ranges from the classical to the modern and from the primitive to the cosmopolitan. Saltimbanco is an ode to life and overflows with optimism and happiness. It is a fantastic adventure in which anything is possible and in which the spectator finds his senses overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87691569?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87691569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87691569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87691569' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87301172</id><published>2003-01-12T10:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-12T10:58:30.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bought my ticket for Italy,this time I abandoned my fave airline(rynair) and I am flying with easyjet,so cheap.I spent 20 quid for a return ticket and what's best is that will land in Venice and not in Treviso.Ohhhh,I have just remembered that Flo is flairing for the first time @ Roadhouse at the end of January and I promised him to be there,b ut I'll be in Italy.Damn it!I completely forgot.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna book some tickets also to take my Romeo to see "This is your Youth",only an excuse to go and see the gorgeous Freddie Prinze Jr. that is co-starring with the guy from American pie 1 and 2,and I can't remember his name,but he is the one dating the girl from American Beauty,more clear than this....&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to work now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my trip to Italy,I wanna get stuffed with delicious food:PIZZA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87301172?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87301172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87301172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87301172' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87222637</id><published>2003-01-10T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-10T16:10:58.673Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmmmmm...I am bit upset today and I shoul be happy,cause James called me.&lt;br /&gt;James....I always thought of him as my angel,the guy who saved me from a very negative relationship.He was my london two years ago,until the day he decided to move back home in Leeds,no goodbyes just a phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;After that i saw him a couple of times when he came down to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;Always been a complicated relationship ours.&lt;br /&gt;Today he called me after months of silence and he said he is thinking of moving back to london again.Many things have changed,but I am still over the moon at the idea of having him back in my everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;There is a feeling though that I can't quite understand.....and i guess I'll leave it there where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87222637?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87222637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87222637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87222637' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87186454</id><published>2003-01-09T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-09T22:39:38.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;prospetto e guida dell'alloggio segreto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Istituto speciale per il soggiorno temporaneo di ebrei e simili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aperto tutto l'anno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambiente piacevole e tranquillo in localita' priva d'alberi nel cuore di Amsterdam.Vicini esclusi.Vi si giunge coi tram 13 e 17,e anche in auto e in bicicletta.In determinati casi,se i tedeschi non permettono l'uso di questi mezzi di trasporto,anche a piedi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Affitto&lt;/b&gt;:gratis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cucina magra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acqua corrente in camera da bagno(purtroppo senza bagno) e da diverse pareti interne ed esterne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandi magazzini per merci di qualunque genere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stazione radio propria,direttamente collegata con Londra,New York,Tel Aviv e molte altre emittenti.L'apparecchio e' a disposizione degli abitanti dalle sei di sera in poi;non esistono stazione proibite,pero' le stazioni tedesche non possono essere ascoltate che eccezzionalmente,per esempio quando trasmettono musica classica o simili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ore di riposo&lt;/b&gt;:dalle dieci di sera alle sette e mezza di mattina;la domenica fino alle dieci e un quarto.in alcune circonstanze sono ammesse anche ore di riposo durante il giorno,secondo le disposizioni della direzione.l'orario di riposo deve essere rigorosamente osservato,in relazione con la sicurezza generale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacanze(fuori casa):sospese fino a nuovo ordine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingue d'uso:Si prega di parlare sempre piano;sono ammesse tutte le lingue civili,e quindi non la tedesca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esercizi ginnici:giornalieri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lezioni:Ogni settimana una lezione scritta di stenografia,lezioni di inglese,francese,matematica e storia in qualunque momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reparto speciale per piccoli animali domestici con buon trattamento(eccettuatigli insetti per i quali bisogna presentare un permesso speciale).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orario dei pasti:Colazione,tutti i giorni,eccettuati i festivi,alle nove;di domenica e nei giorni festivi,alle undici e mezza.&lt;br /&gt;Pranzo(non molto abbondante) dall'una e un quarto all'una e tre quarti.&lt;br /&gt;Cena:calda o fredda,senza ora fissa,in relazione con le trasmissioni radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obblighi verso il comitato riforniento viveri:essere sempre pronti ad aiutare nei lavori d'ufficio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagni:Domenica dalle nove in poi il catino e' a disposizione di tutti gli inquilini.Lo si puo' usare nel gabinetto,in cucina,nell'ufficio privato,in quello verso strada,a scelta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bevande alcoliche:solamente su attestato medico.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA FRANK Diario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io ci sono stata ad Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;Sono stata nel rifugio di cui lei descrive le regole.&lt;br /&gt;Per non dimenticare.Mai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87186454?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87186454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87186454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87186454' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3709535.post-87181951</id><published>2003-01-09T20:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-09T21:02:37.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beh la televisione inglese non finira' mai di stupirmi per la sua schiettezza,ierisera dopo essermi goduta &lt;b&gt;sex in the city&lt;/b&gt; mi si presenta sullo schermo un programma intitolato BLOODY WOMEN  sul ciclo mestruale.ben venga,ma il titolo veramente si poteva anche cambiare.&lt;br /&gt;Beh ierisera Sex in the city,domani la nuova serie di &lt;b&gt;Friends&lt;/b&gt;.What else do I want more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3709535-87181951?l=anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87181951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3709535/posts/default/87181951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitalianinlondon.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87181951' title=''/><author><name>Stefania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762465475854558849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
