Nulliplus Diaries
Nulliplus è un paese dove tutto scorre, dove il sole profuma d'arancia e la pioggia di pino. Si trova esattamente ad un passo dall'isola che non c'è... A nulliplus non esistono invidia, aggressività gratuita e violenza. E' veramente un bel posto. Non credo poi che sia così lontano. Non c'è bisogno di aerei, bus o automobili per raggiungerlo: basta guardare dentro ognuno di noi!
Chi sono
Nome: Anna Paganelli
Sono sorridente, buffa, goffa, sensibile, premurosa, ansiosa, idealista, pratica a e anche abbastanza simpatica. Dopo anni di vagabondaggio, per la precisione 11, sono tornata nella ridente Torino. Le cose quando mi piacciono mi fanno impazzire ecco perchè sono un pò CRAZY, ma se voglio anche molto molto funny. Mi piacciono le cose belle e profumate, e adoro i bambini. Sono satura di locali e social life, ed alla ricerca sempre e perennemente dell'ALMA.... Adoro il mio amico Celle di Londra, la musica, Mischa Barton, e vivo in simbiosi con la mia DOLLY, un incrocio con un terranova. Trovo soprannomi per tutti e spesso vivo con la testa in posti fantastici fatti proprio come piacciono a me. SONO VEGANA. Mi piacciono: l'uncinetto, il cibo sano, Natura Sì, il vino, la lager, i matrimoni, coloro che sono dediti a migliorarsi sempre come persone, a mettersi in discussione. Adoro Padre Pio Marcato, la chiesa di San Domenico, Punta Ala,IBIZA,GOA, la Val di Susa, mia nonna Anna ed il suo dolce ricordo.....W LE TRIPPEN, Una Mamma per Amica, Cold Case, Six Feet Under, Heroes, Ugly Betty e i film in lingua originale, i sandali alla schiava,Vivienne Westwood and the U.K. Amo la musica elettronica, 137-160 bpm, la psytrance, la techno più hardcore ed i tramonti di Ibiza. Da grande voglio viaggiare con "il trancero" e con la scatola magica in giro per il mondo....Amo la gente che danza tutta insieme, quelli che ti sorridono e ti guardano negli occhi, Francesca, il prof.Grandi, Clara e Tamio. Detesto l'invidia, l'esclusione, le insicurezze, le vendette, le ripicche, le infamate, le corna e gli ipocriti. Mi mancano tutte le persone che ho conosciuto in giro per il mondo, e mi manca tanto il fatto di non poter parlare sempre in Inglese perchè riesco a farmi capire meglio ed alla fine è la parte migliore di me!!
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SCHOOL LIKE HOME
I spent my whole childhood at A.C.A.T.....and nearly my entire adolescence...
I think by the end of grade 11 when I finally decided to move to the UK, I promised myself I would never set foot within the school again....you know how teenagers are at times: ungrateful.
The school went through phases, moved places, changed names.
I went through phases, moved places, changed names. ....
It was once called the "American" association, and then it became the "International" school, but now, in "my old age", I know that to me the way we call it never made much of a difference because it was always this special place-a little bit like home, you know?
No matter what kind of metamorphosis my school was undergoing, I always knew deep down inside that it was a figment of the board's and the parent's efforts to keep the school up to speed with the ever so pathetically bureaucratic Italian schooling system.
And why?
'Cause ACAT has always been such a special place for education.....An education I believe to be holistic, not only by taking into account different academic cultures and embracing diversity of people, but also by having a range of activities to push the students into really knowing eachother, into building up friendships and really being engaged- a behaviour which is highly valued in work places these days.
At ACAT you never were just a "sir name", or a number waiting to be interrogated.
ACAT was about people. Each student was treated as an individual, and no matter how much the school grows, I hope this will never change.
I was born of Italian parents, and through schooling at IST I had the opportunity to meet another Anna- my English speaking me! I like "her" a lot, and "she" has opened so many doors for me, both in business and in private life.
I feel so blessed.
I'ts my patient teachers I owe this blessing to: Mr.Boyle, Mr.Mores, Mrs.Shore, Mrs.Gelsomini, Mrs.Zabaldano, Mrs. Carpinito, Mrs. Bianco and many more who just did not stay as long.....
When I saw John and Bill (gosh, am I allowed to call them that now that I am not a student anymore??) at the Alumni bbq the other evening, after 18 long years, I was sort of shocked.
It felt like I had seen them just the day before.
John told me this story on how, upon his arrival at ACAT as a Math teacher the first time he ever taught my class (class of '92) in middle school, at the end of class, I got up from my desk, smiled at him and said: "Thank-you", before storming out of the door.
So I guess I wasn't that bad of a stinky teenager then... there must've been a good side to me....
And then, it hit me: they must've had so much patience, and they have always been so dedicated.....
Bill and John have decided to make Italy- the land of chaos- their home in order to spend their careers at ACAT....It's obvious to me they are surely driven by the passion for what they do, the passion for this special school, and the love of their students whom today they still make such an effort to unite!!
Really, they could have just gone in, taught their lessons, corrected the homework and gone home, but no...there was always much more....
I don't think that my school could ever have gotten even close to being what it has been for me without my dedicated and enduring professors.
Together with us they keep the spirit of this special school going, handing down the ACAT-IST traditions....how precious!
I think by the end of grade 11 when I finally decided to move to the UK, I promised myself I would never set foot within the school again....you know how teenagers are at times: ungrateful.
The school went through phases, moved places, changed names.
I went through phases, moved places, changed names. ....
It was once called the "American" association, and then it became the "International" school, but now, in "my old age", I know that to me the way we call it never made much of a difference because it was always this special place-a little bit like home, you know?
No matter what kind of metamorphosis my school was undergoing, I always knew deep down inside that it was a figment of the board's and the parent's efforts to keep the school up to speed with the ever so pathetically bureaucratic Italian schooling system.
And why?
'Cause ACAT has always been such a special place for education.....An education I believe to be holistic, not only by taking into account different academic cultures and embracing diversity of people, but also by having a range of activities to push the students into really knowing eachother, into building up friendships and really being engaged- a behaviour which is highly valued in work places these days.
At ACAT you never were just a "sir name", or a number waiting to be interrogated.
ACAT was about people. Each student was treated as an individual, and no matter how much the school grows, I hope this will never change.
I was born of Italian parents, and through schooling at IST I had the opportunity to meet another Anna- my English speaking me! I like "her" a lot, and "she" has opened so many doors for me, both in business and in private life.
I feel so blessed.
I'ts my patient teachers I owe this blessing to: Mr.Boyle, Mr.Mores, Mrs.Shore, Mrs.Gelsomini, Mrs.Zabaldano, Mrs. Carpinito, Mrs. Bianco and many more who just did not stay as long.....
When I saw John and Bill (gosh, am I allowed to call them that now that I am not a student anymore??) at the Alumni bbq the other evening, after 18 long years, I was sort of shocked.
It felt like I had seen them just the day before.
John told me this story on how, upon his arrival at ACAT as a Math teacher the first time he ever taught my class (class of '92) in middle school, at the end of class, I got up from my desk, smiled at him and said: "Thank-you", before storming out of the door.
So I guess I wasn't that bad of a stinky teenager then... there must've been a good side to me....
And then, it hit me: they must've had so much patience, and they have always been so dedicated.....
Bill and John have decided to make Italy- the land of chaos- their home in order to spend their careers at ACAT....It's obvious to me they are surely driven by the passion for what they do, the passion for this special school, and the love of their students whom today they still make such an effort to unite!!
Really, they could have just gone in, taught their lessons, corrected the homework and gone home, but no...there was always much more....
I don't think that my school could ever have gotten even close to being what it has been for me without my dedicated and enduring professors.
Together with us they keep the spirit of this special school going, handing down the ACAT-IST traditions....how precious!
HONESTLY (Astrix Sex Style)
Honestly? I just can't tell myself to stop.
Honestly? Why would anyone stop thinking things that made them feel good?
Honestly? I have now listened to that track 50 times in a row!
Honestly? I cannot truly and publicly speak my mind.
Honestly?I want to scream to the world what I'm feeling right now, but I cannot.
Tell me, is it all really about what you want to see? Or can we be objective when it comes to THAT?
So in theory you're not supposed to let it make you feel good, you're not supposed to let it carry you away, but so what is the point in it happening at all in the first place?
Tell me!!!
And the beat goes on and on and on, and the positive vibe just cannot stop.
Can a positive vibe like this all be depending on a projection of the mind? Could anyone who has the answer please give me a shout?
I really need to get this point straightened up once and for all.
Here we go, replay the track for the 51st time won't ya, and every time it feels better and better, quite extatic.
It feels like it's the dawn of a new beginning and there is no stopping it.
I am so grateful, but at the same time- quite scared.
I need to take that leap, now, and there is no turning back.
I think I'm going to jump out of my skin and never come back!!!!
Just hit play on the Astrix Sex Style video, and you might realize what the hell I'm trying to tell you on this crazy Sunday evening.
Slowly but surely I am getting my life back.
Thanks to amazing psytrance artist ASTRIX http://www.myspace.com/astrixmusic
Honestly? Why would anyone stop thinking things that made them feel good?
Honestly? I have now listened to that track 50 times in a row!
Honestly? I cannot truly and publicly speak my mind.
Honestly?I want to scream to the world what I'm feeling right now, but I cannot.
Tell me, is it all really about what you want to see? Or can we be objective when it comes to THAT?
So in theory you're not supposed to let it make you feel good, you're not supposed to let it carry you away, but so what is the point in it happening at all in the first place?
Tell me!!!
And the beat goes on and on and on, and the positive vibe just cannot stop.
Can a positive vibe like this all be depending on a projection of the mind? Could anyone who has the answer please give me a shout?
I really need to get this point straightened up once and for all.
Here we go, replay the track for the 51st time won't ya, and every time it feels better and better, quite extatic.
It feels like it's the dawn of a new beginning and there is no stopping it.
I am so grateful, but at the same time- quite scared.
I need to take that leap, now, and there is no turning back.
I think I'm going to jump out of my skin and never come back!!!!
Just hit play on the Astrix Sex Style video, and you might realize what the hell I'm trying to tell you on this crazy Sunday evening.
Slowly but surely I am getting my life back.
Thanks to amazing psytrance artist ASTRIX http://www.myspace.com/astrixmusic
GERALDINA
" E adesso avrei mille cose da fare,
ma sento i miei sogni svanire, e non so più pensare a nient'altro che a te..."
C'era una volta una ragazza bionda, quasi bianca, con gli occhi verdi.
Erano di un verde trasparente.
Un delfino luccicante, inseguivo la corrente.
Grande airone, oro e argento, mi libravo sopra il vento.
Io mi perdo lentamente, dentro l'ari trasparente.
Flipando por ai-
Questa ragazza aveva un viso d'angelo,
il classico che vedi sulle cartoline di San Valentino che ritraggono Cupido.
ma sento i miei sogni svanire, e non so più pensare a nient'altro che a te..."
C'era una volta una ragazza bionda, quasi bianca, con gli occhi verdi.
Erano di un verde trasparente.
Un delfino luccicante, inseguivo la corrente.
Grande airone, oro e argento, mi libravo sopra il vento.
Io mi perdo lentamente, dentro l'ari trasparente.
Flipando por ai-
Questa ragazza aveva un viso d'angelo,
il classico che vedi sulle cartoline di San Valentino che ritraggono Cupido.
AMAR
Tu mente aun puede aprender y tu corazon aun puede amar.
La vide esta llena de experiencias nuevas, de nuevas metas y de nuevos retos.
Tu puedes empezar de nuevo.
Cada noche morimos y cada manana volvemos a nacer: cada dia es una vida neuva.
La vide esta llena de experiencias nuevas, de nuevas metas y de nuevos retos.
Tu puedes empezar de nuevo.
Cada noche morimos y cada manana volvemos a nacer: cada dia es una vida neuva.
HEART ACHE
This heartache isn't going anywhere.
In the public eye I act like I don't care, and when there's noone watching me I'm crying.
I will always have you inside of me.
Even though you're gone, life still carries on: love inside of me.
When my world seems to crumble all over and foolish people try to bring me down, I just think of your smiling face and I'm flying.
In the public eye I act like I don't care, and when there's noone watching me I'm crying.
I will always have you inside of me.
Even though you're gone, life still carries on: love inside of me.
When my world seems to crumble all over and foolish people try to bring me down, I just think of your smiling face and I'm flying.
