I think it is kinda funny that wherever I move, I always have Finnish or Swedish best friends. When I lived in Victoria/ Canada I always spent my time with Bea or Daniel from Sweden. When I was an au pair in Monza/ Italy, I spent my evenings with Di. With her we had the craziest parties at Hollywood and always hitchhiked home from Milan. I am so grateful to be still alive! I will never ever forget the huge black bodyguard in blue tiny Fiat who brought us home once or the white leather seat which I might have ruined with Cola (that BMW owner was so angry...hih). Those were great times... ;o)
Here in Milan I am always in contact with my dear Anne. She works in an outlet close to my home. On Tuesday we had a great dinner at my place and ended up to Noon for a drink later. My good friend Teemu joined us too. When school work is crazy I need a break from it, once in a while at least...
On Friday we went to see Anne with Teemu. We kinda ended up fooling around with designer clothing... This black lace "thing" I planned to buy for my mom for x-mas. My hometown Rauma hosts once a year "Lace-weeks" which main event is Black lace-night, then everybody dresses in black lace, obviously. Hanging with these friends and talking in my mother tongue is great.
On Wednesday after school I met Irene for aperitivo and dinner. She is doing a Master in Marangoni so she knows what it is to be busy. I was kinda depressed (or going nuts) in the beginning of the week. The weather was miserable and I worked for school night and day. I also find Italians nowadays really really rude. They always push, cut in or aren`t that polite at all. I have become pretty convinst that the women dislike me, but hey... c`èst la vie. I am evidently in their territory. I guess the novelty of living here has become ordinary...
On Friday we went to see Anne with Teemu. We kinda ended up fooling around with designer clothing... This black lace "thing" I planned to buy for my mom for x-mas. My hometown Rauma hosts once a year "Lace-weeks" which main event is Black lace-night, then everybody dresses in black lace, obviously. Hanging with these friends and talking in my mother tongue is great.
On Wednesday after school I met Irene for aperitivo and dinner. She is doing a Master in Marangoni so she knows what it is to be busy. I was kinda depressed (or going nuts) in the beginning of the week. The weather was miserable and I worked for school night and day. I also find Italians nowadays really really rude. They always push, cut in or aren`t that polite at all. I have become pretty convinst that the women dislike me, but hey... c`èst la vie. I am evidently in their territory. I guess the novelty of living here has become ordinary...
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Ulkomailla asuessani itsekin usein jostain syysta hengailen aina skandinaavien kanssa. Kai naiden muiden Pohjolan ihmisten kanssa sitten vaan synkkaa hyvin :)
Moikka! Saanko linkittää sun blogin omaani "minä seuraan"-osioon? :)
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