La #BucketList del Primo Semestre

Manca meno di una settimana all’inizio effettivo dell’anno accademico ed io sono più che entusiasta all’idea di riprendere, ma anche un po’ preoccupata (come sempre d’altronde, se non vado in ansia con 18 giorni di anticipo, mi faccio venire il fegato amaro prima del dovuto e rischio un crollo di nervi, non sono contenta). Ad…

Un consiglio: da studente a studente

L’anno scorso di questi tempi sapevo che facoltà avrei iniziato, ma non sapevo certo se mi sarebbe piaciuta sul serio o se invece si sarebbe trattato della solita scelta sbagliata, troppo istintiva che non serve a nessuno. Io ho scelto studi internazionali, l’ho scelta in modo semplice: ho cercato un elenco di tutte le facoltà esistenti,…

World MUN: Honest Talk (pt.2)

The World MUN has been the centre of my school activity since the beginning of this year, when it finally became something concrete, after way more months of waiting. It was a hazard. Doing 3 diplomatic simulations in three weeks, I admit it. I studied for the MEU Vienna while traveling home and while actually…

3 Weeks in UNI & Still Standing

Hey there, remember me? I am such a terrible blogger, I literally cannot write consistently and regularly. However, I literally can say after three weeks I’m (slowly) getting into the university mood. First of all, it’s no longer a shock to enter in the home in Trento and well, it literally starts to feel like…

Guest Post: Hello, Beatrice’s Speaking!

Hello, it’s me! And.. Guess what?! Sorry for disappointing you all, but I’m not the very beginning of an Adele’s song. Joking.. Anyway, it’s my first time as a blogger and I don’t wanna bother Camilla asking her for tips ‘cause I’ve been annoying her too much lately, chatting about my girlish Uni crush on…

The Perks of Having 6 Hours of Lessons

On Tuesday and on Thursday, I have six hours of lessons, respectively 9-13/14-16 and 9-13/16-18. At first, I thought it was pretty fine. I mean, we have a cool teacher for the last hours of Tuesday, therefore I didn’t really see the problem. Till today, when at about 13 (Thursday) I was dragging myself out…

Why University is Different from High School

… what a smart title, I know. Because otherwise it would have been called high school, my dear – I imagine you thinking. However, for how obvious it seems, I have to say high school is really completely different from university. For instance, I used to have 30 hours per week of high school and…

From Runner 2 Biker

I’ve always run. Sometimes more, sometimes less, but always, since I was little. Maybe because I was late, maybe because I was sad, maybe because I was excited. But I’ve always felt the desire to run, every now and then. Not since I moved to Trento. First, I thought it was because of the place….

UniLife: Week #1

You need 15 days to get used to something. You need one month to love it. And a lifetime to forget it. I should have posted way earlier and I am sorry for that. The thing is I was planning to launch the new website in fall and to begin a lot of new columns,…

Trento Bound (Again)

By the time you’ll read this post, I’ll already be in my future hometown! Quando leggerete questo post, sarò già nella mia futura città! Have A Safe Journey! Camilla

University (Part 2)

Not so long ago, I said I was very likely to go to Trento, even though admitted at the UBC (Chor of angels once more?), London (how am I suppose to study politics to work in the EU if they voted to leave), Bocconi (other chor of angles would be exaggerating?). Anyway, I can now…

University (Part 1)

I didn’t honestly believe that I could eventually one day be able to write these words. On one side I feel completely disappointed, on the other side I feel great. When I was born, mum and dad started a university fund for me. Dad has said for ages, that he will be the proudest dad,…