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[13 May 2005|02:52pm] |
::Click click::
Ahh!!! DO I STILL HAVE EYEBROWS?!
::LOUD LAUGHTER::
HOW DO I EXPLAIN THIS?!?!
::MORE LAUGHTER::
WAIT! ::gasp:: I HAVE TO SEE IT FIRST!
::EVEN MORE LAUGHTER::
What happens when you smoke with lil and cristi
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[07 May 2005|09:43am] |
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So Im in the airport at Sttütgart. The only internet point in this place is inside the casino. Yes, I said casino, its kinda fun seeing weird shit like casinos in airports. (ok so its not THAT weird but still...i thought it was interesting.)
In ten minutes mass starts for my nonna in pisa then theyre taking her body somewhere in Pisa to be cremated. I think I handled yesterday incredibly well considering. I mean I have no idea how americans would handle that kind of situation but Im sure it wouldnt be the same at all. Her body was kept in the house last night. My dad went to buy a coffin with my cousin Lucca and it was brought to the house so she could be "viewed" I guess. The whole process was a little creepy and all I could imagine was the entire setting around us changing to that of italy 300 years ago. Her small little room, a dim lit little hole in the wall, cold and renaíssance looking. The preacher gathering as many people in the room as possible to "free her spirit to the lord above." It was all very dim and traditional. Perfect way to go for the poor sheep herders daughter I suppose.
The coroner and the cruce verde (green cross) came yesterday. They got her dressed up in this gray suit skirt ensemble thing with stockings and such. Very, um, dark? Then she just layed on her bed untill the coffin got to the house. The croce verde guys brought the coffin in and we had the joyfull job of moving her body out of her room and into the family room so we could take her bed apart and wheel her coffin into her room afterward. Mind you, she had to have died late the night before...the bullshit of "she was fine this morning at 8 o´clock she just happened to be completely frozen and jondiced by 9:30" was not going to fly. So we had to put some makeup on her. Words like cold and clammy dont even begin to describe how her skin felt. One of the first days we were here my sister put chapstick on my nonna...it made her so excited. So as my sister put chapstick on her lips Barbara (my cousin luccas wife...nicest woman ever) and I put some foundation and blush on her face. Its weird how much appearance really makes a difference. She wasnt in the death sleep she was in before anymore...she was just sleeping. She had color in her skin again, rosy cheeks even. She wouldve been so happy. All she was missing were her curls.
After shes cremated she´ll be taken up to Gorfiliano to be with nonno.
My tiket got all screwed up this morning and by the time I got it fixed I had to literally run (ew) to the gate to catch my plane to Milano. I didnt have very much time to give my dad the proper goodbye he disserved...and needed for that matter. I could tell he was really sad to see me go on top of loosing his mother yesterday. Now in Sttütgart my flight to Atlanta is delayed by two hours! The drama continues.
Everyone take your mothers to outback by the falls tomorrow for lunch or early dinner, sit in my section and bring plently of energy drinks, crack, etc. I start at 11...just so ya know...
I kinda realized a lot about why I feel so uncomfertable in my own skin sometimes. Im not an american femme. Im an italian femme. huge difference. If I wasnt such a dumbass at 14 the first time I came here I wouldve been a lot better off in highschool.
Its weird I was walking to my departure gate 20 minutes ago (before I found out it was delayed an eternity) and I started thinking about how scatterbrained Ive been all day. So weird. It dosnt happen often, but I can say one good thing about the dacc-meister...she rocks the traveling game. I get my shit done. WORD! So back to the scatterbrained...Today Ive been all over the place, granted my ticket was fucked up and because of it Ive gone on 3 missions but still, Ive been kinda dazed...then I walked into a pole.
True Story.
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[06 May 2005|12:46pm] |
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I couldnt tell you what I was feeling right now if you offered me a fortune.
The cell phone rang this morning right next to my head, as always, it was my aunt Gioconda. We hung up pretty quickly so that I could go get my dad to call her back. I crawled back into my bed to fall asleep and my dad came in "Nonnas dead we have to go."
Its still really weird feeling. Everytime I walk into her room and look at her I think shes just going to open her eyes and ask who I am and if Ive eaten anything. I feel like Im still expecting her to wake up, that it was all a big scare and shes ok I guess because for some reason I always thought she would be alive and kickin' till she was 150.
Ive never had to deal with someones death really, especially not in the family. Both my grandfathers died but when I was very small. Would it sound absolutely ridiculous if I said I wasnt quite sure how to mourn?
Last year my nonna was walking up and down stairs, cooking, complaining, shoving food down my throat... Doing all the things healthy italian grandmothers do and I missed all of that this year because it seems it only took a year for her to become bedridden, memory-less, and completely dependant.
I saw my cousin cry. I saw him look completely helpless. Understand that my cousin is a paratrooper in the army, a macho man with a huge heart granted, but still the definition of a man none the less. He got here threw his helmet and glasses to the side, crying his eyes out and went in to go see her.
Tomorrow my flight leaves at 6:40 in the morning...her funeral is tomorrow at 11:00. 24 hours on airplanes and in airports is not something im looking forward to, although in a way Im kinda relieved I wont be here for all the sadness....because I think that I feel really guilty though. Guilty and greedy.
My dad said he had a dream last night that my nonna was at the cemetary gates waving at him.
He couldnt fall asleep after.
My dad crying in my arms today too. "shes going to a better place...better than being in bed all day sick like that" I had seen him cry once before and that was watching life is beautiful.
Last night we went up to my dads cousin Dali's house. My nonnas sister lives with them, with alzheimers aswell. Talking to his wife I understand that Dali has become quite forgetful aswell. Maybe its just me worrying...but my dad seems to be forgetful too.
I'll finish later cause I dont want to sit on the computer much longer...gathering thoughts now is a little harder than usual.
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[04 May 2005|08:38pm] |
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Heres my update.
Im in Viareggio right now in one of the bagnos using the net...the nets down at the familys house. My nonnas really...um...old?
The other day I walked into her room expecting her not to recognize me...again...and she said "Im looking at the clouds arent they pretty?" Where these clouds were, Im still not sure...the only window in the room is positioned behind her bed, she cant see out of it. She kept pointing up at the ceiling ... It made me want to paint them up there for her so she really could have something to look at.
I think it hurts my dad that she dosnt recognize him or remember much about him. He used to be her star child and now hes that guy that lives somewhere else named kico with 5 kids apparently.
Florence was ok...it wasnt the same. All my sister does is bitch and shes super short with everyone and Ive been doing the same. Its really aggrevating. I cant travel with my family...its a decision Ive made and I think all of you should remind me of that next time one of these crazy trips is in the making.
Back to Florence. I got to visit la loggia where we used to eat almost every night...I miss it. Just walking on those streets musters up the romantic in me. ::sigh::
I think this is the first time Ive been here that my family hasnt bitched about feeding the fatass. Except the great comment from my sister "whats that flab on your stomach? .... you can always get it cut off." ugh...whatever ass. Lets just say after that comment I dont feel bad for her when they comment on how greasy her face is.
I got to play Indiana Jones.
Theres a small town up in the mountains near the marble quaries of Carrara that my dad grew up in called Garfiliano (sp) and theres an abandoned church wayyy far up in the trees and stuff and I rode up there with my dads cousins husband (did you get all that?) on his motorcycle (creeeeeeam) and me and my sister and some of the family boys eplored the church. It was built in like 1700something and has been abandoned since 1856 I think. Well anyway it was soooo cool. You can lift the marble slabs on the floor and find tons of bones and stuff. Then theres a huge slab under the altar and you can actually climb down under the altar and go into the catacombs. I have pictures and video...Ill post them when I get home. It was so cool. ::sigh:: I needed an adventure. Then when you walk down the narrow passages to get to the church even furthur than where you can park theres a little passageway that leads to a cemetary. It was nice and small and Im sure it would be extremely creepy at night. All the graves had flowers growing from them that i guess got seeded when people would leave them years and years ago. I saw my fathers grandfathers grave there. Pretty cool
I havnt taken any photos with my camera just digis with my dads. I havnt really been feeling it although I do wish I had mine with me at the church. whatever.
Other than that its been pretty calm and boring. I miss you fuckers ;)
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[13 Feb 2005|11:35pm] |
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ok OK so I dont updattttteeeee BUT!
You all MUST see this beautiful child.......that yes...YES! I am related to... I know...she has my genetics
::sigh:: I got screwed yo!
( LOOK!!! )
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[02 Feb 2005|12:03am] |
yes the photo thing might have to happen. ::sigh::
ok So its official
I leave April 28 and come back May 16
My Dads super cute, he keeps hinting that I can change my ticket if I want "ju know beby...ju can chenge jur ticket if ju wanna stay longerr"
I love papa dacci
::sigh::
We'll see how this goes
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[31 Jan 2005|11:50pm] |
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[31 Jan 2005|11:40pm] |
OK so its almost official...the reservations confirmed on Wednesdayyyy.
Dacci flys MIA to NYC, NYC to PARIS, PARIS to ROME, ROME to PISA then the fam pics us up...
ooooor since my Dad says hes too old for all those stops we might just fly MIA-ROME-PISA
WHATEVER
Whats important is.....April 27 Im out like a fat kid in dodgeball... JIGGAY!
SOoooo Im working on my job situation...I love jamba..but if Im gonna go to Europe and stuff I need flow cause theres no way my family can help me all too much.
Ok Im falling asleep but....i'll update with details.
The only set back is I have no idea how long I have to spend with my actual family...which isnt bad but...yeah.
Mark and Fassira might meet up with me.....QUE CITING!
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[30 Jan 2005|08:14pm] |
cliffnotes of work:
-new GM's a dick
-Im a dick back
-he dicked me out of hours last week
-bitched him out
-double the hours this week
HOT DAMN I ROCK THE HOUSE
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[11 Jan 2005|11:02pm] |
Im tired....
Im gonna get to play photo tomorrow
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[09 Jan 2005|11:40pm] |
I think everyone I know has had a crazy day today...
Full moon?
My weekend was pretty cool...Fassira and I took Libby to a strip club last night...those guys can move let me tell you....crazy.
Im really excited Bru's coming soon...truly.
I have a test bright and fucking early and then I have class all the live long day... ::sigh::
I'll update tomorrow...
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[06 Jan 2005|12:30am] |
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Hung out with Fassira and Libby tonight....had a blastttt!
Libby rocks my world and of course she lives in otown! (UGH stupe' otowners...jk muah!)
And Fassiras stuck with me BUHAHAHA
So I've started school again and Im taking all these real classes. Its crazy.
I'm actually pretty happy with everything so far (I havnt been to my intro to psych class yet) except for the fact that my math class is all online shit.....like who does math homework online?! RIDDLE ME DAT!
Other than Math my Political Science class is bomb...My teacher is this older cuban woman who has more energy than a 12 year old boy and talks like the female version of Pepe' the Prawn! I KNOW....I K.N.O.W.!
Holler! YOU GOT SOAP IN MY POTATOES!!!!
So...Other than that...I want an xbox...and I want to save money...so Im torn. FUCKING SHIT
SIT DOWN, STAND UP
Tomorrows (well technically today) Libbys birthday...yay! She turns 21! Woot Woot...but she dosnt drink so we're taking her to a strip club. Im excited....ok so its gonna be guys in my face...WHAT CAN I SAY!?!?!
I love the cocks lol
So anyway Im really excited about my photo class and my creative writing class because I've made up my mind that I will be amazing! Im not going to be shy for critique or workshopping and Im just gonna fuckin' write! and shoot! DAMMIT
The End
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[02 Jan 2005|12:23am] |
Ok so here it is:
-I love the jamba peeps...they make my dingleberries flitter with glee
-I love my job...the only problem is that working at j rock spoiled me...I made a lot more money
-My head dosnt feel like its going to die anymore...I just cant touch my bump
-My car dosnt make that noise anymore...$756.28 later
-My gramma comes home from the hospital tomorrow...she starts chemo in three weeks
-Got two new tshirts and a new belt at urban with christmas flow...and then came home to an awesome "where the wild things are shirt from my mom
Cant think of anything else.....so heres my list of things to do tomorrow and the day after cause I have two days off (I know...crazy)
-Clean my car
-Clean my room
-Pay for my math class
-Buy the books I wanted online
-Call Acura and threaten to sue
and.......I think that is all....chillage in there aswell of course....but that is all
OH OH OH I GOT MUPPET MONOPOLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
M.U.P.P.E.T...M.O.N.O.P.O.L.Y!!!!!!!!!
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[30 Dec 2004|04:08am] |
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David and I are assholes.....and now I have a concusion.
No but really...I do.
The end.
But in a fun hehe we're stupid, why did we do that kinda way.
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[25 Dec 2004|02:16pm] |
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MERRY CHRISTMAS CHICKA-DEES!
I got the best freakin' christmas card ever today from my weasel...
you rock weasel!
Ok so what Im updating for right now is my trip idea.
I got sent this packet with packages and stuff so I was gonna see what you guys think:
OK this bad boy's called the Grand Tour
29 days in Europe
$2,402
includes:
Airfare
accomodations
transportation
daily sightseeing, tour director, entrance fees, intercity transportaion
and breakfast
You fly into London and stay for 3 days....
eurail to Paris stay for 3 days...
Amsterdam for 2 days...
Heidelberg for 1...
Lucerne Region for 2...
Innsbruck.....
Venice for 2...
Rome for 3...
Florence for 2 (sigh)...
French Riviera for 2...
Barcelona for 3 (sigh)...
and MAdrid for 3...fly home from Madrid
Its extremely cheap considering and its with EF tours which is pretty good I must admit as much as I would hate to go on a tour....but...for 29 days..its pretty awesome and I think you could work out an open ticket deal...soo theres potential for backpackage especially in Spain and Portugal cause it ends right there!
Sleep on it kids.
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[20 Dec 2004|04:33am] |
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Woke up...
Went to work...
Went to Papa's...
ate...
went to mimas...
went to tamikas bday partay...
got a bit tipsy...
played drunken taboo with monica...
danced to grease and britney...
I didnt even have to make any drunken phone calls...I recieved them without doing anything! Amazing...I say....Amazing!
Funny...tonight I figured a lot out.
I feel much better.
So now Im going to go to bed...and think su'more...
As angry as I am about a lot of things. I'm also unbeilvably understanding of my situation.
Make sense?
One thing I do know is...the world is full of a lot of dissapointments.
The trick is not dissapointing yourself...and thats all Ive been doing lately.
It ends now.
PS...ash you better call me Im worried about you...
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[15 Dec 2004|03:20pm] |
This was my dream last night....well some of it...
I was in the bathroom and I my ear was really crusty or something so whipped out this magnifying something or other to examine my crust...then I saw all these tiny little worm things in my ear!! SO I got some tweezers and started plucking them out and flicking them in the sink...well I think it was the water or something but they ended up getting huge and they ended up looking like an alligator and a gecko had a lovechild. It was gross. Then I called someone in to kill them and they had a sword or somthing and every time they chopped one it would just split into two different allickos. Soo I guess we just up and left and went to this party thing and thats where i end my dream....the gecko thing was crazy and Im excited cause I remember it lol
Worked at the jamba today and had a blast so Im excited WOOT WOOT
The end
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