I am an Italian girl, a weird dancer, a chaos master.

Friday, December 16, 2005


What a life. What a wonderful and awful life.
The man I am fallen in love with... has lost his mind. For a girl? For two girls? Because it has been frozen by the breeze? Dunno. Probably all of this things.
Obviously I am not one of the girl he is interested into.
I passed some hours with him, lately, and definitely understood that I bore him. Maybe he can stay an hour or two with me, he can have some fun with me... but doesn´t want to hear what I have got to say. Doesn´t want hear me saying all the pains I suffer. I´d like to explain him something, but he doesn´t want to hear. (Just like when women say "Oh, dear, not tonight, I´ve got a headache". But women don´t have sex, whether he doesn´t want to talk.)
So I decided to cut it off.
I started crying less. I started to dedicate more time to other people. And there is also another guy, a French one, that seems in love with me. He is quite nice, but he was so drunk when he showed this interest. And still haven´t the courage to ask me my phone number. At work, of course.
I work for the Big Brother, as you know, and everybody I know is there and everybody who loves me in this city is there.
Hope they won´t never do a reality show on my life...
or that they will pay me very well...


Blogger Garrison Steelle said...

There is so much to life and so much to love that makes both difficult to understand.


17 December, 2005 12:32

Blogger marziotta said...

Obviously... everything has changed once more. Nothing is determined and plane in my life. Everything is such a mess. I laugh and enjoy things and cry and... simply live my life.
And it's great to LIVE.

26 December, 2005 12:09


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