tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47731499709889490792012-02-10T22:05:09.213+01:00Random thoughts of a random personfromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.comBlogger6901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-36373633610746229892012-02-10T21:21:00.010+01:002012-02-10T22:05:09.221+01:00

I am getting more and more stubborn.I don't know if it has anything to do with getting older. If there is any correlation between the two things. Or if it is just a coincidence. But not only I get more and more stubborn on certain principles of mine, but I also get more and more allergic to certain crazy behaviors...basically, to anything that has to do with an access of materialism and with a

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I am not getting married. Better to state this upfront to avoid confusion. I am not even engaged, nor I have a boyfriend.It is not about me.But my cousin is getting married soon. She is very excited, her future husband is very nice, we all like them together very much.Since how long she is with her fiance'? a year and a half. He proposed to her after less than a year and a half. Too soon?I would

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Saturday morning.It was so warm and nice in my bed that I didn't want to get out of it.But I have a technician coming to my place this morning.Why?Because I rented this place at the beginning of December 2011 and I still have problems with finding water on the kitchen floor.....I had to apply a scientific method to find out from where the water comes from, how often and how much. Now that I

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I have too much energy. I don't know why, but I often look like I am on some exciting drugs...instead, it is all natural...a lot of people envy this surplus of energy and I agree that it is a useful tool, because I always manage to do million things in a day....the thing is that I also need to manage this surplus of energy very well, because when I don't use it, I risk to get very down, very

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I couldn't have believed this if someone would have told me.I couldn't even imagine it.A month and a half ago I left Montpellier crying to move to Portugal. I spent a week there before leaving for Costa Rica and then another week there before coming back to Montpellier for a few weeks. And I miss there already. I was sad to leave Portugal and I didn't feel I was coming back to a familiar place by

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-87605390204618561952011-10-17T10:54:00.002+02:002011-10-17T10:59:17.163+02:00

I am sad. I am definitively very sad. I spent many hours yesterday just crying.The day of my departure from Montpellier to Portugal finally arrived.And I cried, as expected of course.I am going to miss some of the people I met and got close to here. I am going to miss them a lot.I wish I could have a life in a place where I like and where I can also have a job and that all the people I miss who

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-85289011132183485382011-09-11T11:21:00.003+02:002011-09-11T12:17:15.895+02:00

Planning, planning, planning. But this is fun.I spent a couple of hours looking for scuba diving places and parks in Costa Rica. Thinking of what I would like to see while there, what I can't miss, how to get around, etc. It is very exciting and I am very looking forward to this trip......The more I read about, the more I feel I should stay there for some months, not just for three weeks....ok,

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I am looking forward to my trip in Costa Rica in November. It is not only because I am looking forward to see a new country, to possibly see many cool animals, to discover something I don't know yet, but also because I really need some time out of everything, out of what it is my life right now. And not because I don't like it, but because I keep being overwhelmed by not being able to even rest

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-67744526803893646052011-09-01T15:40:00.007+02:002011-09-01T19:15:08.386+02:00

I am 36 and even if I do not have large experience when it comes to relationships and men, I can say that I have a bit of experience on this subject and that my experience is based on a sample size coming from many different parts of the world. I had few very important relationships in my life. Two with someone from Italy, one with someone from Holland and one with someone from the USA. Plus, I

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-6378309952359882912011-08-29T09:08:00.002+02:002011-08-29T09:13:28.302+02:00

I went to the beach yesterday evening. I am trying to enjoy as much as I can the things I love of here. I biked to the beach in the evening. I saw a stork and many many flamingoes...I am going to miss the bike path that goes to the beach so much! I was colder at the beach. Windy. And this morning seems to be a perfect fall day, sunny and a bit chilly. It reminds me of the season I loved most when

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Vila do Conde...day four of this road-moving-trip. I feel very uncomfortable in being in a country where I want to interact with people, I understand the language and I can't speak it. It doesn't happen too often, but when it does, I hate it. I got a book on quick sentences to learn in Portuguese to get around. It is a start. Then as soon as I will move here, learning the language will be one of

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We finally got to Vila do Conde, in Portugal. From Burgos to get here we had to go up and down, up and down, up and down and so on for an infinite time across many mountains.....We had the same exact scenario for many hours....and unfortunately also the same music as we only bought a few cds of Zucchero and by now we listened to all of them many many times (and none of us likes radio very much)..

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-75930034241544556252011-08-18T22:48:00.004+02:002011-08-19T19:12:25.065+02:00

I am in Burgos right now. Today it was a full, complicated day. We drove in a pooring rain...we....my mom actually drove...she doesn't let me drive...never... Anyway, the rain was pooring. My mood was in full pms mood... We stopped for lunch and we got ripped off.....The price we paid for lunch was higher than the amount we paid for one night in the hotel included breakfast for two people... We

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I am writing this post using my mom's little laptop....very cute, but my fingers are bigger than each of the letters, so to write every single world I need about 3 minutes of writing, deleting some additional letter that shouldn't have been there, writing again, etc. etc....basically, writing a single post will take me an hour :-( I moved. Not definitively, but I am moving most of my stuff to

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Here we are.....moving again...don't know if it is for good or not....but this is the way it is....The other day a guy wondered why I am so down about leaving here and moving again, as I should be used to this by now....this is after all pretty much as it has been for me in the last 10 years. But I am not used to this and moving didn't get easier and easier with time. It just actually got harder.

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Gosh! Today I had an epiphany. I love the way I smell. I may be in the process of becoming nuts, but I discovered that I truly love the smell of my skin. I think that if I wouldn't be me, I would fall in love with myself.I think that from feeling very insecure in my past relationships and my work, now I am going exactly at the opposite end and I feel very much in love with myself. I guess that as

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I was supposed to go to a birthday party tonight. Instead the party has been cancelled because one of the friends of the guy organizing the party decided to have a dinner with most of their common friends at his place. I thought that it was very rude, but this is just my opinion.This story made me thinking about something.I know a lot of people and I am very close to a few of them. Many of the

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I feel extremely lucky. I know very wonderful people. Interesting and wonderful people. I just had two very close friends visiting me and I had a great time with both of them (too bad that when I am having a good time, it runs away so fast...). One of them lives in Portugal and I always stayed at his place when I went there to arrange things for my new job. His house is always open for me, as

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This is the definition that a friend of mine gives of what represents Italy in the eyes of a foreigner. I think that he doesn't go too far from the truth.....Last night I was out with a good friend of mine from Spain and we met some people I know here and some others. Before going on, I have to say that my patience in general can be quite limited, that I badly stand people who do not use their

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-46659343085150163022011-07-16T12:45:00.002+02:002011-07-16T12:53:18.334+02:00

I miss my regular escape to the USA at least a couple of times a year.....being far from a place for quite sometime makes me appreciate the things of that place that I can't have here.For sure when I will be moving away from Montpellier, I will be missing biking to the beach and the wonderful Mediterranean sea, of which I am a big fan.I still have among my life-dreams the one of traveling across

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-50545558806055929382011-07-11T20:58:00.007+02:002011-07-17T15:48:21.860+02:00

Two more days and my year of waiting will come to an end. The last Harry Potter movie is coming out this Wednesday and I am really looking forward to that!I am planning to go to watch the movie alone, as I don't have any friend who is so crazy as me about Harry Potter and I deeply want to enjoy it. I am also hoping to find a shop where I can rent some Harry Potter's stuff to wear it on Wednesday.

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I had a very weird dream last night. Not a bad one. Just weird. It must have something to do with my travel planning for the month of October. I would like to go traveling around in Chile for 3-4 weeks.....my father already told me if I am crazy and that it doesn't sound a good idea.....(why not???)....Anyway, the dream.I was on a plane and I landed in Los Angeles. But in a weird Los Angeles. I

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-83228282008955162972011-06-20T09:05:00.005+02:002011-06-20T09:19:41.694+02:00

Sometimes it seems to me that things in Italy are going progressively from bad to worst. Sometimes it seems to me that Italians just stand there complaining, without actually doing much more than complaining to their neighbors and accepting anything that someone else decide for them.Sometimes it seems to me that in Italy we passed the limit of what it could be considered acceptable and still

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-58437274880683743492011-06-13T17:22:00.005+02:002011-06-13T17:30:18.750+02:00

I am so proud of being Italian.Especially right now. Especially today.We just had a referendum yesterday and today to vote, among other things,for the abrogation of the law about building new power plants in Italy. And the large majority (at this moment it seems to be above 90%) of the people who went to vote at the referendum voted for the abrogation of the law. So, no nuclear power plants in

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-51442812991907571872011-06-12T11:55:00.005+02:002011-06-12T12:04:59.595+02:00

I went to see the movie "Midnight in Paris" with some friends last night. They all liked it except me. It was funny, but it was very predictable and I found the story in itself to be very poor. After the movie we went to a pub...like always.I discovered one thing. For the people of Portugal, it is all about food. Getting together is all plaid around food and eating (I guess in Italy it happens

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-4771825947231837782011-06-07T09:27:00.005+02:002011-06-07T21:12:52.897+02:00

This is another common Italian way of saying that indicates a person who wants it all. Like me right now. And not only right now, to be honest.I just got back to Italy. Crazy how much I miss being there, with my family, my close friends that I know since I was little (or much younger anyway), my home town, the familiar things, the food I love. I know that I would get saturated of all these same

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-19224225784182832072011-05-29T22:53:00.005+02:002011-06-07T08:33:37.918+02:00

I may have finally found a deodorant that works. Maybe.The thing is: I don't want to buy nor to use cosmetic products that contain animal products and are tested on animals. I am strongly STRONGLY against that. I even recently discovered that tooth paste is tested on animals. Is it really that necessary? I think that animal testing is such a cruel thing, especially when it is for cosmetic

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-89274128780496144222011-05-28T09:50:00.004+02:002011-06-01T08:48:13.277+02:00

I love week ends. Week ends can be quite tough if you are alone, no boyfriend, no plans with some friends. But I love them. Today is sunny, but with a light breeze. I went to get a baguette for breakfast and I think I just had the perfect morning start.My perfect saturday morning start includes having breakfast while listening to the Nature or Science podcast. I always feel privileged by being a

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-32456706404323330982011-05-26T22:50:00.005+02:002011-05-26T23:05:23.557+02:00

I am just listening to some songs of The Decemberists on MySpace. MySpace is such a good invention. I love it. I can listen to new songs when I am bored of my own music and I can get to know new music. Especially now that I don't have someone feeding me with new things here.....In the last years I had good mentors in terms of music. I got to know the Editors, The Decemberists, got to appreciate

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-62557860772077783902011-05-26T09:46:00.005+02:002011-05-26T09:54:47.891+02:00

First. Because I am in France, everything must be in French. I tried to set my internet browser to ENGLISH and as soon as I close it, well.....it restarts in French....or it restarts in English as a main page while all the rest remains in French...it is like watching an English movie with French subtitles to me....very annoying.Second. Mysteries of technology. Since yesterday my Firefox internet

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-25712709087301665202011-05-22T15:05:00.005+02:002011-05-26T09:13:54.499+02:00

Yesterday. On my way to go food shopping, I met one of the guys who was always flirting with me at the laundry place. I acknowledged his presence by saying hi to him. Nothing more. Just hi. From then on it was all about trying to convince me to sit at a cafe' with him to chat a bit.I know him. I have been talking to him a few times in the past months, always at the laundry place where I go,

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-9950214516654328172011-05-13T21:50:00.003+02:002011-05-28T18:41:35.536+02:00

The fun of moving again......calling it fun is being sarcastic.I have been to the tax office this morning to know if all the incredible amount of money that I paid for the retirement and unemployment during the three years I worked (and still work) here will be lost or if it can be transferred within Europe in any possible way and what I should do......anyone who will tell me that bureaucracy in

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-15448627924089411422011-05-06T20:44:00.003+02:002011-05-06T21:14:07.584+02:00

Just to resist to the temptation to make a radical change in my life for a new start by cutting my hair (which I already know I would regret for sure a couple of minutes after leaving the hair dresser), I am thinking of changing something that would actually improve my life.Let's say this something could be learning how to cook.I do make a lot of cakes and pastries and they normally come out

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-63054379635293330012011-05-01T14:00:00.005+02:002011-05-04T09:30:04.390+02:00

Organizing this new moving is making me crazy already. I am scared of the change, I have many things to prepare, I am not mentally ready to move and I am not mentally ready to move to Portugal more specifically (why the more I want to move North and the more I keep getting jobs in the South???), I am not at my best. Plus, my current job is stuck (exactly the right timing to get stuck, as I have

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-28718459297341910702011-04-09T09:37:00.004+02:002011-04-09T09:58:07.212+02:00

I just got back from Portugal. I love that country. People are so incredibly nice and helpful that when I came back to France last night, I had something like a cultural shock. People were smocking in the train (and it is forbidden), young boys were calling a guy with nasty names on the street, just waiting for the right occasion to pick up a fight, and on the overcrowded train people would not

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-5517769701734342082011-03-22T09:08:00.002+01:002011-03-22T09:14:36.430+01:00

Paris, Amsterdam, and then Portugal. All this in less than two weeks. A lot of traveling. I have many train and plane tickets around....I am so happy to go back to Amsterdam for a few days....I can't remember last time I was there....too long ago for sure.A lot, maybe too much is going on in my life around now. I feel a bit lost....I guess....difficult to say, I don't have too much time to think

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-67011483045799892322011-03-19T00:20:00.003+01:002011-03-19T00:23:46.543+01:00

....the level of danger at the nuclear power plant is Japon has been raised. However, experts are now declaring that the worst seems to be gone and that nothing like Chernobyl could happen there.........I guess it means that the situation is still critical, the level of radiation spread in the environment could still be high, but things may get better......I feel that depending on where I read

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-15550317394741023692011-03-16T22:16:00.005+01:002011-03-17T13:13:50.305+01:00

I have been following the latest news on the BBC and discussing the issue of the nuclear power plants in Japan with my colleagues, all scientists. None of us unfortunately foresee how a further leak of radiation, if not even worst, can be avoid, even if we all hope for a miracle. Furthermore, the US today complained against the lack of proper information.I feel that when it comes to nuclear power

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-35142699556064590572011-03-15T09:51:00.005+01:002011-03-16T22:16:38.850+01:00

It is terrifying to see how the situation is unfolding in Japan. Every day there are more terrible news coming from there.The situation at the nuclear power plants is just a more terrible development of all what already happened there so far. I can't imagine how it feels to live minute by minute with the nightmare of an explosion of the reactors at the nuclear power plant. I believe that they are

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-56230978369447383602011-03-13T10:52:00.006+01:002011-06-13T17:27:51.105+02:00

What happened on friday in Japan, the devastating power of the earthquake first and then the one of the tsunami after was terrible, scary, an immense disaster and I couldn't avoid thinking to all the people of Japan, scattered around, trying to know if their relatives and friends were ok. To all the people who lost someone, who lost their houses. To all the kids who will grow up with this

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-85348255231591512822011-03-06T16:08:00.005+01:002011-05-28T19:20:10.421+02:00

I may have become more disillusioned and cynical in the last year. Not that I like that. But I wonder if this has happened to me and if this could explain a lot of things.I am much more detached from things that happen in my life. I suffer and cry, still. But it is not the same. It feels like I don't let things sink into me anymore. It is a sufferance and a sadness and a disappointment that in

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-27378452482283275972011-02-25T17:17:00.006+01:002011-03-06T15:43:12.352+01:00

I finished the work thing on which I have been working till middle of February and for which I couldn't at the end travel around the world (I wouldn't have gone around the world anyway, but I would have liked to travel a bit). It was a liberation to be done with it.Such a liberation that required to spoil myself a bit. With a short trip to Florida.It was good.It was so good!!!After 5 years, I

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-19103458895342447172011-02-02T15:39:00.002+01:002011-02-02T15:46:53.168+01:00

I watched a movie yesterday, Eat Pray Love. Beside that I don't get how the book (which I didn't read) and the movie could have had so much success, since the story doesn't seem very interesting to me, beside that, there was one scene in the movie in which I couldn't help but crying.It is when Julie Roberts is in Italy and cooks for everyone, her friends and the family of one of this friends.

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That the walls next to every Irish pub in Ireland are covered by human pee is well known and established. What it came to surprise to me was to find out that if you are a man living in Montpellier, it is totally normal that you pee where you feel like when you feel like.In the last months I saw men peeing:- Next to a car, directing the pee toward the tire of a car. It happened in the late

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My coming month off is not going to be a month off.....it always happens.This time for good...I hope...I very recently received the news that I got a 3 years grants to work in Portugal. It is a great news, even if currently my mood shifts from being worried about starting over again in a new place with a new language, and being totally excited for a new place to live, a new language ect. This

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I guess that it is normal when a girl reaches the age of 35 to ask herself such a question.The girl it's me. I have been asking myself this question since last winter. I got to think about that because of my surgery.Would I like to have kids?Kids? plural? I would say no.A kid, one, probably, maybe, I think so.Why?Because I love life. I think that living is an amazing experience. And since I am

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I just got back from a short trip to Portugal.I found a country where I feel tall. At least taller than the average.It must feel weird to look at people from the top.I have never experienced that before. I am 1.63 m tall....or short...dunno....I consider myself of an average size in Italy, average in France, very small in Holland and Germany, and surprise!!! I am above average in size in Portugal

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We had the monthly book club meeting yesterday. It was about the book "Yellow Blue Tibia". I really enjoy the meetings of the book club. It gives me the chance to read books that I would never buy and read. This one for example was a science fiction book. I would never buy a science fiction book, as it is not the kind of stories I enjoy to read.But I am glad I read this one. Even if the end of

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I am not going to have a work contract in February.I actually asked to my boss to start my new contract from March.Why?I work too much and this year that is coming to an end didn't bring me anything good in terms of work, despite the time I dedicate to it, the passion, and all the rest. At the same time, months and years pass by and if I don't take the chance to do what I always postpone, I may

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We are getting close to Christmas again. I have to admit not only that I love Christmas, the Christmas atmosphere, the family getting together (even if often my family getting together ends up in some kind of minor drama), etc, etc, but I also love the materialistic aspect of Christmas.I am not at all a materialistic person, but I love to find small gift for the ones I love. The presents I chose

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My father came to visit me after my surgery.Unexpectedly, I had a very good time talking to him. I can't allow myself to believe that people may change and that he may have started to care about me. The disappointment if this wouldn't be the case would hurt me too much. I have learned something about him in my life till now. But I have to admit that I was happy to have him here, that he was nice

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I just had a surgery. Out of nowhere this summer, getting checked for something else, the doctor found a cyst badly placed that needed to be removed.In a couple of month the cyst went from invisible and undetectable, to annoying, kind of painful and anyway always in my mind. As one of my philosophies is to get rid of things that have to be done, I tried to schedule this surgery for as sooner I

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I just listened to a scientific podcast. Apparently a research showed how daydreaming diminishes happiness................basically, I am screwed......I love daydreaming and I am a big daydreamer for sure....so what??? now I discovered that because of that, I am actually less happy in my real life....I have to admit that I always thought that I should live a bit more in the present and less in my

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You can be young, in terms of effective age, and look and feel very old. I know many of these people. People who lost interest in who they really are and in what the world has to offer. And then you can be old, and feel very young. Beside the typical crisis that many men face when they start to get old, making them acting out of fear of aging, which often ends up with a divorce from their current

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I love it, I love it, I love it!I have a new addiction.....my old addiction was to watch the episodes of the Avatar. Not the movie, the cartoon. It is so good. Good, funny, relaxing, with a good message, nice characters. I heard that the movie based on the cartoon, the last airbender, it is not minimally as good as the cartoon.I just started to watch it from the beginning again. It is very

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I just saw this movie of Woody Allen, another woman. I liked it. And the reason why I liked it is because it was about things I fear about. I fear of waking up one day to realize that I didn't live the life I wanted and I am full of regrets and it is too late.I already have one regret in my life. Something I wish I would have done differently. Something I still can't forgive myself for. Something

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Being very bored this morning, I experimented some changes to the dairy-free pancake recipe that I posted some weeks ago.It turned out that the modifications I made improved the pancakes a lot!!!So, from the original recipe, I used 100 gr of almond flour and 50 gr of normal flour instead of 150 gr of normal flour. I also added half tea-spoon of cinnamon to the dough, used half brown sugar and

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I think that I have the best job in the world.Not only I think that. I am fully convinced about that.I am a scientist and I am proud of it. There is nothing more powerful, more wonderful, more challenging, more heart-shaking that feeling part of the ones who discover things. I imagine Leonardo, Darwin, Einstein, and all those people who moved our understanding of things a step forward and even if

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I just made these pancakes!!! The first one I made didn't turn out too well (it was my first attempt), but the others are very nicely pancakes looking and good to eat!!!I used a recipe I found on a website and I copy it here with a modification:Makes 8 large pancakesPrep Time: 10 minutesCook Time: 10 minutesTotal Time: 20 minutesIngredients:1 ½ cup all-purpose flour3 T. sugar 2 t. baking powder½

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I got this book from my mom. I read the theme of the book and it sounded new. It intrigued me.Even if it quite a thick book, I finished very quickly last night, not being able to put it away. I don't know if it is already available in English or if it will be translate. In any case, if you come across this book, I suggest you to read it. The story is completely new. It is well developed, it is

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I love my little balconies here. I have flowers and plants on them. I can't really eat outside or put a large chair on any of them, but I still like every morning to just step on the balcony, check my flower, take a pick outside and then start my day.Here, I saw again something that I saw for the first time in Caracas, and then in Cape Town. House windows with bars. It surprised me when I was in

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If there is something that makes me very uncomfortable is when people compliment to me for something.I am not used to compliments, especially if they are honest, said without a second reason. I am not used to niceness. It makes me feel I don't deserve it. It makes me feel I have to perform well to not disappoint someone who has so much faith in me or thinks highly of me.So, today I got two open

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I saw two t-shirts that I could never wear, not even if they would pay me to do so.A few days ago, I saw a guy walking toward me with a t-shirt with written: Suck my dick!I am not sure if he knows what he was proudly walking around with. If he was angry. Or if he was just trying to look cool (does it look cool such a t-shirt?).If I wasn't shy, I would have asked him about it.Another day, another

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I guess that everyone has heard, at least once in their life, many marvelous things about French food.I live in France. I can't have any product containing cow milk, and I am not a bit fan of mayonnaise or other sauces.And I am not a big fan of French food either.After living in the South of France for more than two years now, I still can't be impressed by the quality of French food. First, I

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November 2009. I had a pain in my chest, near the diaphragm. First thought: may that be a symptom of an angina attack? heart attack? this latter runs in the family, so it wasn't a very weird thought.But no, fortunately.I went to see my general doctor, which sent me home with a list of medication against gastritis and a request to get a check for a hiatus hernia. I got an ecography and it turned

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I remember a colleague of mine in Germany complaining about the men not looking at her there, in Germany. As a French, she always told me about how French men show their appreciation for women, how French men are able to make you feel attractive, pretty, noticeable, sexy, how French men......................................................................The only French man working with us at

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To save money, it seems that the Italian policy is to cut here and there from the least important areas in which the money were going: science and nature.The recent proposal concerning Italian protected areas, is to cut them down to 50%. Here below I attached the press release of the Italian National Association of staff members of protected areas.Instead that progressing, I feel that in Italy we

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I have never been part of a group club. I have never participate to any meeting of a book club before, but I have always liked the idea.I love books.And I love to discover new things, including new writers, new book.And I like the idea of sharing thoughts about a book with a few other people.I don't know why I have never managed to participate to at least to one book club meeting. In any case,

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I came back from Italy only a few days ago. I didn't do too much there, beside sleeping a lot, reading, eating good food (and quickly gaining weight. Italian food is SO GOOD!), spending time with family and friends, going to the swimming pool or to the sea. The result is that I came back not only very relaxed, but I apparently look also rejuvenated. Probably it is due to the fact that I don't

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-18619737330894343362010-06-30T08:36:00.003+02:002010-06-30T08:48:48.344+02:00

I am taking one week-10 days off from work. Let's call this time holidays, although it is more just time for myself. I need, at least once a year, some time to just chill out and put things in the right places in my life.Where to do that? I decided to just come to Italy, to my mom's place, where I can always find a way to get a break from my normal life....which, to be honest is not very normal

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-51705681445350205362010-06-23T23:48:00.004+02:002010-06-24T00:00:11.910+02:00

...This is at least what a colleague of mine, on a work trip with me to Spain, told me. She spent I don't know how many years in Edinburgh and when I told her that my ideal guy is a classical Northern type (meaning tall and with blue eyes) with either blondish (but not too blond) or reddish (but not too red) color of hair, she asked me what am I doing in France.....Of course, life is not about

fromtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07612278475325100068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773149970988949079.post-73585638264414337632010-06-18T22:45:00.005+02:002010-06-18T23:14:21.699+02:00

I was just wonder: is anger toward a person better than nothing?When a deep, tormented, happy, passionate love relationship is over, what does it remain?I just came back from a work road trip that I shared with two other girls and of course, because of the hours spent in the car traveling, we had a lot of girl's talks. One of us is in her 3rd year with a guy she loves, she is attracted too and

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...after my down mood yesterday (I guess it has also something to do with the pms), a wake up at 6.30am because I have too many things to do and to think about, a lot of work, getting ready for another trip tomorrow, and visiting a friend, on my way back from her place to my place, I stopped by at the Virgin store to get buy a dvd and when I saw Little miss sunshine, one of my favorite movies,

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I made a carrot bread today. It turned out to be so good! Here the recipe:Ingredients:200 g of flour, 4 eggs, 330 g of grated carrots, 180 g of margarine, 10 g of baking powder, 10 g of baking soda, 5 g of cinnamon, 2 g of nutmeg powder, 100 g of raisins, 1 tablespoon cinnamon, 50 g of brown sugar, 150 g of normal sugar, a pinch of salt, some additional brown sugar for the topping. Grate

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I finally saw it. Sex and the City 2.I have to say that watching it in French it is not the best way of seeing it. Carrie has a horrible voice in French. And the dialogues, I am sure about it because I did the comparison between the original and other version of the series, lose some sparkles in the translation.But I generally liked it.It may be because I was so prepared to such a bad bad movie

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I am planning to go to watch Sex and the City 2 this evening. I was just reading the reviews here. They are horrible. This movie got very, very bad reviews. Now I am even more curious to see it.

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It is so nice the weather now, that I feel like spending a lot of time outside exercising. Since this is not possible during the week, because I am working a lot and I get home so tired that I have no energy to even change to go running, I started since a few weeks doing some exercises at home in the morning and in the evening when I get back from work. Of course, I also bike or walk or skate to

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I had a very relaxing week end. Just what I needed after traveling so much. I have been reading, sleeping, walking around today. And this evening I finally decided to get on my bike and explore my neighborhood.In a couple of days it is 2 years that I live in France. Wow. Time passes so fast. I can't believe that it is already two years. But if I think about it, it seems that living in my other

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I finally slept a lot this morning. And then I started my day with a French treat. I went to the nearest bakery and I bought some fresh baguette for my breakfast. I got back home and had a nice breakfast with strawberries, baguette, coffee with soy milk, jam and honey. Very nice.Then my plan for the day includes sitting outside at a coffee place with a friend to chat and relax. And tomorrow

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I was supposed to get a train to go to Italy. My best' friend kid is going to be baptized tomorrow. Plus, on monday is my father birthday (not that we ever celebrate the birthdays together), plus I wanted to spend some time with my grandma and mom.I got back from my previous trip deadly tired and I also had a job interview yesterday (but I didn't get the job). Traveling was the last thing I

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I got back from my trip across Europe. I had a great time (beside the horrible weather in Slovenia and Hungary) and the work seemed to be successful (I have to wait for the results to know that for sure).I slept very little and now I am crashed. Totally. I have a job interview tomorrow and between being very tired, not in a great mood shape, and being quite nervous about it, I can't say that I am

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Getting ready for the next work trip. I am traveling all the time and when I am at home, it is often so short that I can't even feel home (nor find the time to do the laundry without rushing and leaving again with half of my clothes still wet).....When I saw the movie Up in the air I felt very empathetic toward G. Clooney...even if I really like to be at home (chez moi) and spend some time just

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I just had an horrible day today.Last night I worked till 2.30am on a presentation for this morning. The presentation is for a job interview. I expressively made it quite general, so that people could help me to address the points on which to focus more or less.I woke up at 9 (so I didn't even sleep 8 hours....and I am someone who needs to sleep a lot) and my day went: first work meeting at

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If you are looking for a perfect breakfast-tea/coffee break time cake, try this yogurt-lemon cake. I just tried it (and this time I made sure to not forget to add baking powder to the recipe)! I just had two slices of it with a cup of coffee!One thing. If you have problems with cow-milk like I do, but you can have no-fat plain yogurt, then this cake is for you (I used no-fat Greek-yogurt for this

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I saw this message the other day on couchsurf. They were looking for someone who would like to act in front of a crowd, who wouldn't be afraid to talk with a microphone and who speaks English, better with an accent.I know that I don't have an Italian accent, as everyone thinks that I am front Eastern Europe when I speak English, but I do have an accent. I do speak English and I would like to

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I am currently in France, but traveling all the time. Meaning: one day or two I am at home, the next I am somewhere else for a couple of days (just a couple of days), then back home, then travel again and so on.All this for work.It is quite nice to travel and I like it....but I feel a bit like a person scattered all around that as someone who is just traveling. Some days I wake up and I need some

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I wanted to try a recipe of lemon muffins....We have a meeting today in the lab and I thought of bringing them to the meeting....I thought it would have been nice....well....I was so tired last night when I came back from work that.....I forgot to add the baking powder to the recipe....the result is a very tasty stone (at the end I put the dough in a cake pan instead of making the muffins).....I

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I read in the news this morning that within three years, Italy will start the works to have nuclear power plants......and I wonder....but who really wants them?Do I? and the majority of the Italians? Didn't we vote years ago against having nuclear power plants at the moment when the rest of Europe was investing on it? we didn't want them at that time, we want them now when any country invest in

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If you are looking for a funny, relaxing, nice movie, check this French one out:Bienvenue chez les Ch'tisWatching it in French is very funny, as the French from the North doesn't sound French at all to me :-)

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I love nature. I love anything to do with nature. It is my thing. Or at least, one of my things.I recently bought from Amazon two BBC dvds with David Attenborough speaking. This guy has the best voice for a story teller and the stories he tells in any of the BBC videos in which he is starring are amazing. I can't find a better word than amazing.I just saw the first dvd of "Life in the undergrowth

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There are times in life in which a big change is needed. There are times in life in which it is just better to stop and sit. This is a time in my life for both things.The big change has been coloring my hair in red. I never colored my hair before. I tried any possible hair cut, but never colored them. This was a big change. And I can say that I am happy about it.It is also a time to sit down and

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Italy, afternoonLast night I went to Florence to see the new show of the MOMIX, Bothanica. I consider the MOMIX my personal way to be brought to another dimension. A dimension of dream and lightness. I love to see their shows and I was very happy to be there yesterday.My life is not in Italy, and I enjoy my life in France and the people that I consider my friends there. But being in Italy, with

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France, afternoonI am a big, big fan of The Body Shop.I love some of their shampoos and air conditioning (e.g. the honey one and the olive oil), all the things of the white musk, the new grapefruit body butter and shower gel, I like the philosophy (e.g., the products are not tested on animals, a lot of products support community trade). Every time I visited a The Body Shop magazine, I always find

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France, afternoonIt is sunday and I am at home working. But it ok. I am actually doing something relaxing. And I went running today. I should get running into my routine. I ran only 16 minutes today. So, I could basically squeeze 20 minutes of run in my every day schedule, as it doesn't take so long and I could just get ready in a few minutes, leave my place and run. Not big preparation

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France, nightI normally bake on sunday morning, but since I invited people to come over to my place, I decided to bake two cakes for this evening. I made brownies and a cake with carrots and apples (very little apples). They were very good. But I was especially surprise by how delicious it was the cake with the carrots and apples. You should try it!!! I highly recommend it. I can't find a good

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I love trying anything that slides, rollerblades, skates, ski.......But I don't think that I will try this. Just watching it, it made me sick.....I would like to meet the guy and ask him what he had in mind when he decided to do that...Video - Descente de cote en BuggyRollin

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France, morningI am on my way to Paris. I will take the TGV, the fast train, from here to Paris in a couple of hours.My feelings for Paris are growing slowly. I have never been crazy about Paris until I started to have to go there already a few times for work. Then I met some friends and we found some nice cafe' and places to see and to try. I don't think that Paris is good for me as a tourist.

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France, eveningI went rollerblading today for a couple of hours. It was a nice sunny day. Not warm, but sunny. In the couple of hours in which I was outside it went for not too warm, but sunny, to very, very cold and windy to snow.It started to snow on my way back home from rollerblading (fortunately, it started when I was very close to home) and it didn't stop so far. I live close to the sea in

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France, morningBeautiful day outside today. A bit cold, but beautiful. I hope to go rollerblading for a couple of hours later, even if I also have to work a lot for my two job interviews......I started my morning today baking a cake, a marble cake. It is in the oven right now (the picture on this post is not from my cake), I hope it will turn out to be good. As I did for the brownies, I will

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