tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-157162022012-02-07T09:26:28.028-03:00This is all about a simple italian girl who loves ponds and to turn her life upside down every now and thenChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.comBlogger1571100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-70566036893035189042012-02-05T06:40:00.002-03:002012-02-05T06:52:05.685-03:00

Snow in London. It's specific. It's peculiar. It's a pause.Pauses usually scares me. Significantly. You never know how long they are going to last.You'll never know if it s going to be forever.Snow slows down. Snow makes forget or mitigate or... just slowly die in the silence of forgetfulness.Forgetfulness of the missing clothes. Forgetfulness of the "something else".Or it can become just

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Ok, it's actually true and we might have been a bit unwise, maybe it was a "little bit" too early and, yes, maybe ... maybe.Oh Fuck Maybe!It happened and we are finally heading up for this new life.Now it's just time to "plan" the trip. I really enjoyed being a few, I enjoyed rushing up loco decisions, being so crazily cheerfull happy by spending time with our "friends on the spot" with the

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I am back in Oslo...Lots of things that could go wrong went REALLY wrong... could not meet friends, low batteries, some major issues organizing the packing...But here I am now sitting comphortably on my best friend sofa, with her cat wating formy back trip to London... I must have been changed during this period away from the Northen city. I cannot see people around, buildings, shops with the

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Ok,back home... Back 11 years after... Yes, I am in London... My home town... Home... well... big word, hmmm... Planning a few trips really... Yeah, just after 14 days being there. Oh but I have been invited in South Africa. And I'm missing my friends in Argentina. And what about my new friend making a call for a visit in Bangladesh?And after all, the company I am working for, has an office in

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-47874879825031587972010-12-17T11:32:00.002-03:002010-12-17T11:42:58.895-03:00

Ok, I am here on the other side of the world trying to understand and listne. Try to keep my mouth and my mind shutted from judgments. Trying to be an observer and hoping one day to be able to create my own analysis. I would be too ambitious in proposing even mentally real answer at this moment as I have to learn too mutch and I should be humble!But sometimes...Sometimes you cannot just be an

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-63396203151146754062010-12-03T22:55:00.003-03:002010-12-03T23:01:35.014-03:00

In Punta del Diablo now... Me a bottle of Pilsen (not Plzen) lots of American people in the middle of somewhere lost in Uruguay!I am lost as well. Lost in my thoughts and in my crazy way of life.Lost in this wonderfull continent. Full of contrasts!Amazing, clean, neat, armonic Uruguay, violent, passionate, loca Argentina!I do not know what to do.But I feel loosing myself in a good crazy way! Now

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-37272618096434895472010-11-24T18:29:00.004-03:002010-11-24T18:35:21.824-03:00

It's almost the time for another ChiaraInThePond's turn of her life.This time she hopes also in Change... Change of people around her.How this variable can be influenced by me, I've no idea...But the results are going to deeply affect maybe he next years of my life.I do not know what to think.For maybe the very first time is not up to me so I try to apply my famous quote:If you can do something

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Nostalgia, malinconia.Argentina seems to be so filled of this 2 words....Nostalgia of the gone times. Of the great hope.... Of a wellbeing that seems just stamped in the facade of the buildings. Santelmo... Recoleta...A forgotten beauty in the centre of Buenos Aires...Some of the buildings are guesting cars. Cars to be sold to the few people who can still afford them.Then there is melancholy.

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I dance through the street of Buenos Aires. Through the large neverending avenues... You can walk for 10, 20, 30 kilometers on the same avenue, on the same street.I dance through the big coils of the Rivadavia fat snake and I see...I see a young white tall man. I see his jacket, his new black shoes shining in the night. I see him in the popular neighbourhood of Liniares. I see him getting out of

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-27649206185066336232010-10-14T00:56:00.003-03:002010-10-14T01:01:09.343-03:00

Sometimes it happens. Sometimes it happens you have to put in practise all the rules you've given yourself to become a good person.But there might be fear at the same time.Fear to be overcome, fear not to be strong enough, fear it might be completely useless if not making it worse.It's up to us, to me choosing.Choosing to risk applying what you learned about moral, ethics, friendship and, not

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-9086572656381227522010-09-19T16:07:00.004-03:002010-09-19T16:13:26.578-03:00

Now I know....I know where I want to go. I know what I'd like to be.I know and I feel excited about it!So excited I cannot even thing to study and that's bad after all because it should be the first step to apply my plan.I know a bit more who I am and how it feels.It was written in the bog, in the pictures and in my memory.I just needed somebody to tell me.And now let's really rock Argentina and

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Almost that time. Time to decide. Can't wait much longer. Time to decide which shape (if any) should have life and time for turning everything upside down again.Maybe for the last time.Might be scary, but necessary.Probably I'll not post for a while pondering for some time what should I do about recent events and what really makes me feel right.....DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-62616572475246228042010-09-13T10:06:00.005-03:002010-09-13T10:40:40.414-03:00

Reading now about Global Public Sphere. To me the acronymous (GPS) is closer than the subject. I go through the article pages. Sometimes stopping by and going back of a few lines. The article is so mutch auto referencial and things I am reading about seems so far away from the reality I can observe everyday! The beautifull bar of Palermo where you can have lots of drinks in a pushy cool

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-5155154244606832232010-09-03T05:48:00.002-03:002010-09-03T05:59:39.075-03:00

I'm still in the south emisphere. And sometimes I think my head is in the place of my feet.I go around at night for the grand avenue of Buenos Aires flying with my brand new Rodero bycicle while looking high in the dark sky. Over there the Moon that greets me with a different smile.I wonder if the mountains that can be seen from the south emisphere are different, I wonder if it's true that water

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-49394049362134980622010-08-18T23:33:00.000-03:002010-08-18T23:55:43.031-03:00

Hola! From the far south (almost for everyone but not por tot! Oh como se dice!)A few more updates after long silence (and the post from a couple of days ago).I am so tired of cycling in Bolivia!Rivadavia goes straight there, but it's really really far.Even friends who went there comphortable by train (oh, they should not have done that! It's really not fair!! :D) were tired.But the view.... It

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-89494196909428755872010-08-16T23:16:00.002-03:002010-08-16T23:32:38.793-03:00

Ok, got a couple of wondefull Madera white wine here in the far away south west!Just back from a really nice time on the English docks of Buenos Aires.Life seems good in here.... Tomorrow first show of Tango and... yes! I'm also going to dance and improve my italian-spanish! Or maybe I'll teach italian so I'll make worse other people spanish-italian!hihihPeople are so kind here... Seeing into me

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-16175521027974786982009-09-21T13:40:00.001-03:002009-09-21T13:43:02.389-03:00

August 14, 2009 hmmmm Here we go. It is time to get ready and pack, although I'm pretty nervous now. Perhaps more than for any other trip. I pack throwing things around without finding many others while everything seems sooo wrong: it is not just a feeling. Anyways better getting ready gauging the weight carefully! No sheet bag, too heavy, no this pair of trousers! Too blue1 Tape to glue maps to

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Nostalgic and somehow melanconic dust is on my memories.Memories as a kid. Sometimes memories as a teen ager. The dust I saw last time was in a camping.It has been a scary experience.It really looked as dust on my childhood.The rust was on the mechanic parts of the mobile homes. The chalet were getting rotten. Grass was high, full of fast and annoying insects. The high trees around were white

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-14347694543305743012009-07-03T12:18:00.002-03:002009-07-03T12:23:04.580-03:00

Things around me seems to change really fast and I am not too good to adapt.I guess I need my pond. Oh no do not make my pond change, please!People get different physically and psicologically.The old ones need to be taken care of, but I am so far away...Should I consider myself irresponsable not to come back and care of the people who have been next to me for decades even if they are not "1st

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-19927278400371899552009-06-19T11:54:00.003-03:002009-06-19T12:00:14.568-03:00

In case I'd write a book I think I would use the following expressions:- Rain is the angel's tears dropping fast, slow, fast on us- The blackmailing of feelings/emotions- The vagabond man who was looking for love- Love pittance - The flower that did not bloomedGuess I'm in weird mood

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If I had to quit whatever was invented during the last 100 years I would quit:- Transportation (car, train, airplaine)- Phone/mobile- TV- Dishwasher- Kitchen tools- Hoover- PC/Laptop- Credit CardI would really try to keep:- electricity fed with movements- Bicycle- Meccanic washing machine (if ever existed)- Access to the Internet through an input device (this is an exception from previous group)-

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I am sor of back on track.After a bit of poetry, romance, mysticism and lots of "tragedy" (mind the quotes!) I am sort of back in my little messy cosy world.As my room... Well, then I should have said my huge messy life.Anyway, few thoughts from those last days that I want the "world" to know...Someone said that we are spectators of life.I feel more as a tourist! I take few snapshots and I always

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-2184222730840829382009-02-08T20:18:00.003-02:002009-02-08T20:35:58.035-02:00

It's February the 8th, almost the 9th and there is quite lots of snow in Oslo.The airport was closed yesterday and the trams seems to run a little late.It's pretty cold, but nothing to be worried about.Actually I am a little diconnected from the real world.Not that this has an mutch of an impact anyway.There are no clouds those days, or maybe just none have been impressed in my immaginary.I

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Autumn, you go around in the fresh rain and you hope that a flash from the sky would illuminate your path.A flash that might come with a ray of light or something else.There is a particular smell coming from the fallen orange red green leaves of the trees.You can watch yourself in and splash your feet in the cold water along the street and feel as a kid for a little while....You can jump, splash,

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-35462689701783681902008-09-04T16:56:00.002-03:002008-09-04T17:06:26.301-03:00

I am here during a sweeeet, tender, soooft nigth, in Italy.A nigth with a few blow of wind coming over from the open window.A nigth with a few sounds playing around from the above roundabout.Scooters are running, together with big motorcycles.I wonder. I wonder where do they go. Why do they go. Would there be anything or anyone to stop them?I have my table lamp next to me with its direct

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-44683077376237806922008-08-29T11:58:00.001-03:002008-08-29T11:58:50.725-03:00

Today I had a long discussion at the canteen...Subjects where several. Everything started with a quite silly question.What would you do with 1 million dollars?It's the typical silly question they do to "Beauty contest" where all the fancy girls suddenly becomes ready to give their world up and only caring about kids... (and that's why they are at a beauty contest: to help the kids, yes, sure!)

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There are 2 words that in my opinion can summurize life....I know that this is oversimplifying but that's what I feel rigth now.In a time of my life where I have all the reason of saying "thanks!" and some to say "Why?" (or "Why me?".....)In the best time of my life I said thanks to the people I had around, thanks to God for the life I am spending and sometimes I was not even able to add

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-41632749874637199802008-06-09T11:39:00.003-03:002008-06-09T11:48:57.525-03:00

Whenever you open a bottle of wine, it's for a reason.You could have had a good day, a bad one, or you could be bored. Or simply you want to share a moment with someone.I've been collecting corks for more than an year and some of the stories connected to them are somehow extraordinary.The fact to create the collection is an experience of its own as well.In several cases I met to people just

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-20877636259088082992008-05-21T11:13:00.002-03:002008-05-21T11:18:14.539-03:00

Well, so at least I think.What we really are it is not about how/if we are accepted. It is not about if we'll be forgotten or not. It is not about what kind of career achivements, money, or what huge unforgettable building we realize.It's just about what we do rigth (or wrong) for the others. How we support our community, friends, collegues and even strangers.Lots of people have helped me in my

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There are things that I need during my fligths, train, coach or boat trip.During my short stayings and my long one.It's a red soft blanket that reminds me of a long trip. This trip changed things a little bit and the blanket kept me warm so many times.And then a small rectable pillow that can cuddle me and keep me comphortable wherever I am.A small mirror to remind me that in whatever situation I

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-68761253389118283082008-05-01T18:55:00.000-03:002008-05-01T18:56:13.257-03:00

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There are few things that are needed to be remembered.... At least for me.One is that when you are in sorrow the old saying "Everything shall pass" needs to be remembered.Second that if "I am happy, you are happy".Third "The real gold is in your heart".I know that it sounds as a random group of out of context useless sayings, but you can always adapt those to the situation you think fit best.I'm

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Sometimes I feel like going around as a homeless.Sometimes I start planning my life as a homeless.And sometimes I am a very lucky not homeless :PYesterday I was going around in my very special way through Oslo...Looking for new experiences, new streets new faces.I ended up watching for free the most brilliant dancing/acrobatic african show ever.The guys were doing spectacular shapes with their

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-16546026490007204802008-04-15T13:53:00.002-03:002008-04-15T13:55:08.313-03:00

It happens you make a mistake and you badly hurt people.You make the mistake and you do not even know what triggered you.You do not think you are evil, but you start wondering if this is a possibility.You cannot say that you did the "mistake" unvoluntary.So what is this?I've no idea

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-62709182855709206572008-04-13T23:36:00.003-03:002008-04-13T23:51:12.757-03:00

It's almost a month since my trip in India.My life did not suddenly change:I'm still pretty easy to get anxious, I still go or going to attend parties, have the same friends and a good relation with my family.But there is something that happened...I often dream to be in India. As when I was there (in my dream), I do not feel home, I feel out of place, I feel dizzy...The problem is that the dream

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-26801014439137726402008-04-04T20:49:00.003-03:002008-04-04T21:00:58.854-03:00

When you arrive in your hotel's room for a business trip, you usually feel less home than ever...Everything look perfectly clean and in its place, every item is exactly where you would have looked for them, even if it's the first time you enter the room...The room is often larger than your usual one and has much more detailed comforts...But... but you really do not feel home.You know that the

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-35669462093495057612008-03-29T10:37:00.003-03:002008-03-29T11:22:32.632-03:00

I'm back in Oslo. Or better, my body is back in Oslo. I've a lost soul. Probably the hostess on the airplane Delhi/Helsinki will find something apparently similar to my soul on the seat 21F....I really feel dizzy and it is NOT because of the jet lag or missing sleeping hours. I just feel that I had experienced so many things in the last 11 days, that I am not able to deal with all...Now that I am

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-14930261149100056302008-03-25T14:34:00.002-03:002008-03-25T15:02:41.993-03:00

The trip in Assam is almost at his end. It has been a very interesting experience, expecially the end, I would say a colorfull end.But let's start from the beginning.I arrived in Delhi airport in the very early morning of 19th were I've been very warmly welcomed by one of my friend's brother :).Neverthless bing really tired, I could observe how much different the airport was. A bit of a mess

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-21953881773690062002008-03-18T08:17:00.006-03:002008-03-18T08:30:00.505-03:00

Travelling around means to take account of the environment where you are.That's why on my way to India I took some sweet and nice Finnish cyderAnd of course I took the advantage to have the last burger before India :)Well...It was there, I can assure of that!The fligth has been nice and quite.Never as quiet as Helsinki airport at my arrival :OIt was so silent I could hear a coin falling down at

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-64663160005588030532008-03-17T16:43:00.002-03:002008-03-17T16:51:14.340-03:00

Few hours and I've still to pack. India is "waiting" for me. Most of the people could see it as a fairy tale dream. Instead I am just going there without too many expectations and with a real dream.I've other dreams in my life, but the more the time pass, the more they look as impossible fairy tales to have a happy ending.In fairy tales there are few rules: there is a start, the bad character (

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-16180023150726713722008-03-16T20:03:00.005-03:002008-03-16T20:19:45.358-03:00

Few hours and I will be in "Incredible India", the twice I ;).My last name suggest that I could come from there so I am preparing myself for what my ancient relatives could have experienced.I'll be flying again over East Europe to reach the old Persian.I've few expectations and a very small knowledge that I hope will not mess up with my experience there.Of course I'll be looking for ponds. To see

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-63928682999327294282008-03-13T14:41:00.003-02:002008-03-13T14:53:10.562-02:00

Sometimes some people can hurt you in your daily life.They can do in several ways. On pourpose, for fun, uncounsciouslly or whatever.Of course you go upset about it. But is being upset rigth? Does it change anything?Is it about revenge? And what is the purpose of being upset? Just to take out your negative feelings to be able later to get along again with your life?I'm not sure... I am the kind

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-38603702884665931702008-03-04T13:50:00.001-02:002008-03-04T13:51:58.139-02:00

If a kid would ask me what love is, what could I answer?It's a difficult question, someone would say quite abstract, however I would disagree with that. There is nothing more strong and less abstract than feeling in love.But providing a definition is still difficult, because it is something you FEEL, not define.It is a matter of caring, accepting someone, no matter what the person can look/think

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-40208232786085892182008-02-27T15:23:00.002-02:002008-02-27T15:33:33.655-02:00

When something sad happens to you, people around you have 2 (or 3) main attitudes:First: They come to you and try explicitly or implicitly to encorage you to pass it. They talk to you about your situation if they want to, they bring you out, they make you smile with a stupid joke, they hug you when they see you downSecond: They are sort of embarassed about your situation. They do not tell or do

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-21356385990683913882008-02-12T16:43:00.000-02:002008-02-12T16:50:42.266-02:00

You can lie to the others. Or you can keep secret from the others.I am not sure how much difference, sometimes, there is between the 2.Most of the people would say that the second is sligthly better.Of course you cannot keep a secret from yourself, but you can probably lie to yourself.How moral is that? Is it sort of the same as cheating on you? Can you possibly cheating on yourself?And is it

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-1484283640194033662008-02-02T21:09:00.000-02:002008-02-02T21:10:17.056-02:00

sometimes responsabilities are more important than anything else

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life is much less complex than I usually tend to feel.Looking at reality does not make me feel so happy, so I tend to close myself in my pond and say to myself lots of lies. THat's the way I behave.I guess it's time to accept reality.I just hope someone would shout at me louder and louder next time I do it

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Sometimes what is needed to be happy consists in just 3 steps:- Play some music in your mind- Go on the street during night time- Starts moving around and imagine fantastic scenesYou can turn around your tip toe and dance with the moon and the stars, with the fog and the mist.No matter who you are in life, what you do or what you have. No matter if you are basically upset, sad, hungry, happy or

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Every time that I visit a friend, a relative abroadEvery time that I hug someone who I have to leaveEvery time that I have to fly awayEvery timeEvery time that I try to find a sense to what I am doingI feel so many people love me and I am so embarassed not being able to stay away from themAnd loneliness comes....

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After travelling, after messing up a little bit my life, I am back.Back in Oslo, back in my flat, back in the office.Neverthless changes seem not finished yet.There are lots of things in the "air" after being in China.I should have found a solution to many topics and I still feel empty handed.Meantime my Panda chinese alarm clock is ticking strongly into my room and I have no idea how to stop it.

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Flew long yesterday. I'm back in the freezing cold Oslo.Makes sense somehow... even if I do not recognize my place anymore as "mine". Feeling as an alien.6:41 am. I stopped sleeping at 4:20. Must be jet lagged. I went to bed 1 am....Xmass is coming and I'm not yet in the spirit.Hoping it comes to me soon.So many things to fix. So little time. So much feeling just to disappear.Responsabilities are

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There are several kinds of human limits:- 1st and most noticable is phisical limit. Our body change every day. We can limit or accelerate the changes, altought humans tried, we never manage to handle the phisical changes as much as we like. Death is not avoidableBut humans do not accept easily limits.There is who has faith in God, who seems to accept the limit (but I am suspecious of how they can

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Travelling a lot lately...This year:- czech republic- Germany- Austria- Italy (3 times)- Spain (2 times)- Sweden (5 times?)- United Kingdom (2 times)- Denmark (1 time)- Chinaand of course I'm planning much more.I'm sort of simple girl but following instinct (not sure if it's a good thing) brings me often nearby the edge.Now I've started travelling as I was a trottola, never able to stop even if

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Looking for ponds around the world, I got lost (yes, again!). Got lost and not able to identify a direction, just taking the 1st path nearby, being scared and going ahead hoping to find another place as warm and as welcoming as my imaginary ponds.Along my way I found several strange creatures, pain inside and, wonder, FRIENDS!Strange and difficult path can bring you wonderfull surprises.I found

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2nd nigth in Beijing.... The side bed light's cable got burned after a crunchy sound.I went to the reception and with my italian, body language and horrible drawings I made them understand.Result: I've switched room and I'm on top of the old one...Hope to have sweet dreams

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On my way to China.I'm for the second time in 3 days in Stocholm airport waiting for the connecting fligth to my adveture in China.My flight is slightly late (approx. 20 minutes) and I'm still without boarding pass.Hopefully I'll do it at the gate when it opens up.In front of me a northic boy (blue eyes and blond hair) and a chinese man (or at lest, I suspect he's from China) hevily playing with

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Today I've watched "The Prestige", a movie about illusionism, revenge and, maybe, life.For the final outcome I would define it as a thriller movie.It states that an illusion is composed by:- The pledge (things are normal)- The turn (suddenly something happens and evrything just look WRONG)- The prestige (Woila'! The magic! Straordinarly everything comes back just as rigth as before)It's very

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Ho freddo e sono qui,ascoltando i tuoi passi lenti che vengono avvolti nel buio.Ho freddo e sono qui,con ricordi tristi e la tua foto, sospesa.Non c'e' nulla, non c'e' piu' nullaSolo il vuoto, il pianto di tutto cio' che mi e' stato rubato.Il furto dei ricordi.Il furto piu' grave.Il furto di quello che e' stata e che mai e' stato davvero.Il furto tramite mezze bugie,o peggio,mezze verita'.Il

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During last month lots of things happened.1. At the end of augustI had "sort of" 3 flat mates (all boys). 2 of them were my dreamed flat mates! Never had soo good food and company!! :) The other one, well, was a sort of another side story...The 1st of September they left me completly alone. :(2. Later in September another person joined the flat. Not really the same atmosphere anymore (nothing to

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Happiness provided should be somehow quantified: the more you've been hurted, the more you've right to be happy, the more you hurt, less happiness you'll get!Sometime things are just incredibly UNFARE!

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Yes!I am!! I am turning my life upside down again!!! I think this time is a direct consequence of growing up and , no, I am not escaping from anything.I even think I'm growing up, taking more responsabilities and learning to follow my instinct.If you learn from your experiences then you'll get stronger and all the sorrow will just go awayChiara

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She got a new dress of a vivid colour. She was wearing it every day and her cheeks were somehow more red, her smile well marked and her eyes shining.She could see people around her enjoing her fresh look being glad to have her around.No one could think of her without that dress, that smile, her long lashes.But the time was passing by.The dress did not look anymore that good, the colours, by

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I like dreaming, I even like day dreaming. I have a few I'd like to make them happen in my real life; in others I just like to deep into every now and then. Like my imaginary pond.I do not look for ponds in everyday life. I already have my pond, the fog around, the quiteness and the warm water around me. Some duffodils coming out from the liquid and a great sense of peace. Soft light,maybe

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Well, not really philosophical question this time....Just trying to follow up the observation of a "reader" who states that:- "I am not really fond of ponds" (well I like them but I do not go around looking for them)- I am not simple -> and here I really do not agree- I turn my life upside down mutch more often than "every now and then" -> Disagree! Once every 1.5 years is every now and then!!And

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Even at home I'm a "team manager".Just yesterday I was walking around at my place in Oslo.Suddenly I saw a horrible spider walking around me.As a project manager I:- have immediatly complained in my mind because I found it and not QA (read: other flat mates)- started shouting at the spider (you never know.... they could have super brains) hoping it disappeared by itself- shouted even louder to

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Everyday I check news and everyday I can see that the "relaxing" "good news" are only related to gossip. Yesterday there was another terrible news. It was about traffic organs of newborns kidnabbed from the mothers in the hospital just after birth (see http://www.corriere.it/Primo_Piano/Esteri/2007/05_Maggio/14/kiev_traffico_embrioni.shtml). Even the prime minister in Ucraina Viktor Yanukovich

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I promised a friend of mine to prepare for him Shnitzel (in Italy known as "Cotoletta alla Milanese", accordingly to wikipedia the "real" original Shnitzel).I think I'll go for the variation of lamb Shnitzel. Not sure yet for how long I'll have to keep the windows open since I'll probably burn everything as usual! ;)

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It's a long evening.One of those evening where I have a strong impulse to change completly my life.To make everything upside down again.Feeling out of contest.Feeling that an evening can be longer than a whole year.Feeling that sometimes drop of rains can become as strong as ocean's waves.Needing a change.And this time I will not be able to solve anything by travelling away or reading.Should I

ChiaraInThePondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11952730913152996705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15716202.post-41725870196139686822007-05-03T13:10:00.000-03:002007-05-04T19:34:01.529-03:00

Saying good bye to a friend is not always easy, even if it's just for a short while.During the time you spent together you learn to know each other and to share things.Sometimes it happens that you even build up a friendship with silence or even talking about the most stupid girlish things can make friends closer to each other.I am scared of silence in general, I feel really uncomphortable when

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There are things I cannot resist!They are not really temptations.... Of course, I cannot resist to a cube of sugar, or worse, to liquid sugar.... But I guess that if I would really concentrate I'd be able to get rid of my weakness.Things that I cannot resist to are basically two:- A cute kiddish smart smile (the kind of smile a kid does when he steals the jam and has all the mouth dirty and stiky

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What did I do? Time of balance for Q1!I've worked quite hard but more than that I flew around.Went to Denmark, Sweden, Italy, Holland, Spain and soon I'll be back to Italy.I'm a bit tired in this spring evening.A little as my plant, SusanThePlant. I thought she was waiting for Spring and instead she's losing her leaves....She had a flower few days ago, but it was not real sign of getting better..

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As you could have read in my previous post I had a sort of flash lately...Inspiered by a picture discovered in a flea market, I've realized that my dream in life is being a grandmother.... Strange isn't it?Anyway today I've done another of my "discovery". I'll never be able to be a proper grandmother!!I've tried to bake a cake.... The result i s extremly disappointing! The cake almost got burned

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Last Saturday I was out for shopping. Somehow I ended up in a fleamarket. It was one of those very dusty open space inside a building where there is a bit of everything....The first sensation was pretty brutal. The smell of dust was overcoming me. My curiosity pushed me to go a little futher inside to discover better the enviroment I was new to....I did another step passing by the entrance. The

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The perfect time for preparing pop corns here at Opera, is 2 minutes 40 seconds....If I could set it at 42 seconds it would even better (I've conted 7 corns not popped today), but our microwave do not allow it.Anyway I am far away to look for perfection!My room is usually a huge mess but every now and then I keep control of the whole situation and, once I've done, it looks like I live in a

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Today I had an awakard idea... I wanted to see how much would it cost to me to speak to 457 states around the world... I must be a little sick. Probably my pneumonia is not completley gone.I will do something pretty innocent... Calling an hotel in that state and ask of someone in English (or italo/spanish were possible)... I wonder how it is to reach so many places from my bed....Using a VOIP

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Tonight I had to eat. Doct's orders: "After half an hour having taken the penicelline, you must eat". As a diligent patient I wanted to follow the "suggestions". I did open slowly the fridge... Nothing remarkably eatable.... So I tried to solve the potential issue moving slowly and with a certain reluctancy to a powder italian smashed potetos box. Once followed the instructions I could observe

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For quite long time I've been away from movies and TV. I think some months now...This was not the consequence of a mature decision, but simply sue to th fact that I do not have a TV and that cinemas could be pretty expensive.Anyway, on Saturday I decided to follow a group of friends to watch Casino Royal at cinema.I was shoked by the first scenes.... People trying to kill each other, trying to

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When you have a cold and outside is gray, when your boyfriend is far, far away, when you have no TV and a book that needs hard concentration, when your friends are busy then there is always the last change (in italian we could say there is the last beach, or that we are nearby fruit... don't know if it makes much sense in English....)To cook... In my highest level of desperation I'm going to

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Bertrand Russel states something like (my own translation of the concept, sorry I'm reading it in italian): "The civilization is born with the awareness of people of the future." To take actions thinking futher, having a vision and being prepared to sacrifice yourself for obtaining conditions later.This must include complete awareness of the process and not follow simple instinct as it could be

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Reading newspaper, watching TV reports, reading books, googling, listening to people, friends, family, collegues....Where is the truth?You could never know.Families often lies about Santa Claus and when you grow up you start wondering about how much of your "knowledge" could have been affected by others. Sometimes you even start to question your religious belif.It could happen that the

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My office is not exactly what an order maniach would like! It's pretty messy, and probably no one would like to stay seated at my place leaving things as they are...But I've around me lots of things to cuddle myself!Some of the articles are very close to me...I have:- A sentence remind me that perfection is not done for me (well it just states that not everything can be done, but for me that's

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Autumn is coming. And it looks like nature is going to sleep after the frenetic summer activities.... No more fruits will explode, flower smells will be around and finally the seagull on top of my building will be a little more quite.It was a long summer, pretty full of activities even for me.But I can't start sleeping and I need to explore more.My wishes are directed again out of Norway...As

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Chiara, non e' che siccome non c'e' Tizio.....Pronto?Pronto?Eh FinitoFinito!Non ti parlo piu'.Perche' scriviScrivi cretinate, dai basta!NienteDai che c'ho Baudo su!"suoneria""suoneria"Pronto?Che musichetta e' venuta fuori?Chiara chiudo eh?

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Sometimes I go around in Oslo without really thinking.I like the downtown area because if I go lost, I know that I can easily find my way back home.Sometime I walk in the direction of a beautiful house, sometimes my direction is changed by a butterfly or by a particular light in the sky.But there is another element that makes me wonder here in Oslo while walking...It's the streets name....There

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During last night Oriana Fallaci (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oriana_Fallaci) died.She was an excellent journalist and writer. When I was still a kid I read "Letter to a Child Never Born". I was almost "shotted" by her words and I had done a solemn promise to myself: "If I'll ever get pregnant, no matter how, why and what, I shall never abort".If you'd not known her you could think she could

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Pictures at My other blog

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Sometimes I've to cope with several cultural differences. Most of the time is fun trying to catch how the behaviours can be different. But there are times where I am not sure how to explain myself or how to make me clear whithout creating more and more missunderstandings.... And so it happens that I shut up and try to disappear even risking to look rude....I am not strong enough to say: "I am

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Here few pictures of my Norwegian experience... With a special guest...     

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Sometimes you need to fight....In general I am a quiet person. Usually I do not say many "No", I do not like to create conflicts since usually it is not worth it.But there are times where you need to be strong and say in a high tone what your opinions, values and even dreams are...Sometimes you've to leave everyone outside of your door and prepare yourself to be strong.And sometimes, you even end

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Another nighty thought.How awfull would it be to be superman/superwoman?He would have the responsability to save the world, to avoid that anyone could be hurted, that guilty people go to jail and things like that.His super eyes would see horrible things all the time and if something would go wrong he would feel guilty for ever...It would be horrible... He would be so horrified by the situation

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Hmmm... If I would be in the ancient Greek I would probably identify myself much more in Ulysses than in Penelope.I cannot wait... I really cannot stand waiting that an event could change my life.I always need to be active and look for something even if sometimes I really do not know what.When I have no control of my time, I go frustrated... And so I start to fantasy about possible ways out from

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I'm in the quiet Oslo now. Maybe even too quiet for me and so... so from far away I leave an eye on the Italy thanks to the internet and my friends.To obtain the elections results was pretty difficult: the difference between the 2 coalitions is pretty small and the right parties are doing all their best to mantain tension and not to recognize the defeat.They kept their attitude also during the

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I do promises sometimes. Not very frequently but I do.Stupid or serious it happens in life that you've to grant to do something with your word.I mantain it when it's about others, but not very well when it is a promise to myself...A Sunday eve with a broken promise to yourself is something pretty horrible.You start not recognizing yourself....When you did the promise, especially when you were a

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Blog has been moved to http://my.opera.com/ChiaraInThePond/

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Tired into my bed. 9:40 pm.Looking for a long day (especially for work) to end...Today I received a very good news. An unexpected news. I'm very glad about it, but I just feel too tired to cheer up as I should.Snow is still around, but yesterday I could see the first flowers :)Time to stop neglecting myself, to clean up my messy room and open widly the windows to enter the first "spring" air.The

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12th March,nine days to spring. The snow is still around. Days are getting a little longer and I'm woken up by the morning light coming inside my room.Now it is evening and I am waiting for the new day coming quickly around the globe.I've just deleted my previous post written in an awfull English and without a real sense.Sometimes I ask myself if writing a blog means trying to be in contact with

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Snow is fallen down in Oslo and Other norwegian places.In the pictures you can figure out some wonderful moments I could experience...   

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Hmmm... that's not always a nice subject...The most common questions are:1. Why are italians voted for the most powerfull italian man? I do not know, I do not understand, I do not want even to think about that... UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...maybe because in the "other side" there is no common ideas and not enougth strength to handle power....2. Italia=Mafia (?!) Here I've to go through thousands of

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Last week end I went on the Norwegian mountains near Geilo...Me and my friends arrived after a long driving (4 hours) during the night...We could see only the lights around and an enourmous amount of stars...The sky was shining and the conflict between the sky and the snow was amazing...A sort of snow cat helped us to arrive to our place were we could warm up and chill out in front of a welcoming

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I went to 3GSM expo last week. F I F T Y T H O U S A N D people were there.Their companies were paying for their travel and to attend the meeting.It has been a massive event.At the beginning I was excited and surprised by such a event, but then I started to be scared.Around me almost only ties and men dresses. At least 90% were men just interested to business or to look at a 5% girl dressing very

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