La vita da studente fuori sede offre continue avventure e vicende che è impossibile dimenticare. Alle soglie di una laurea che si preannuncia come l’inizio di qualcosa non ancora ben definito e la fine di qualcos’altro che tanto ho amato come la mia vita da fuori sede, ho pensato di lasciare qui, di tanto in tanto, un piccolo ricordo di questi magici anni university.
Malignancy between roommates
few years ago I lived with Among and Silvia in the mythical home of via Santo Stefano in Bologna (where, however, and I still live among ). We had a roommate with whom "we did not go very well for many reasons (one case: the forced cohabitation with her boyfriend troglodyte who lived a free ride from us almost a whole year without paying anything). On a sunny afternoon in late June, when you breathe in Bologna now only water vapor for humidity and the heat makes everything sticky and unbearable the world around you (including study books) I was busy studying in the kitchen when I hear that the roommate out of his room and immediately slam the door. Intrigued I decided to look out the window overlooking the courtyard and watch while wearing a black tank top, khaki shorts, flip flops beach style hair and held up the plastic clip from a classic, ciabatta to the large door facing the street. Suddenly perceive that the someone else is watching. Immediately I rushed into the corridor that connects all the rooms of the house and those who find? Silvia that she had the window overlooking the courtyard, had not taken the opportunity pass. We start laughing like crazy as to draw two also include coming out of his room. "What's going on?" She asks. "We have seen M. out of the house like a fury, "I reply," and both of us are curious enough to look out the window at the same time. " After a while I ask my roommates to do conspiratorial "But who knows where it will be going at this hour?" So we Silvia ironic and scornful looks to say, "Well, it certainly cured that way, it can not go very far." At that point none of the three managed to hold back and laughed so much that we hardly noticed that the "expensive" roommate came home and was looking at us viciously, as though he understood that he was talking about her. Since that day, even if we do not live together anymore, although many things have happened in recent years that have divided us, move, even for relatively long periods, every time we met we never stop to go back with my mind at that ' sultry fun, unique afternoon of June and laugh about it with the same intensity and spontaneity that day.
The joys and sorrows of the North Park
Go to North Park has always been an adventure to the limit of endurance. The first leg was not traumatic, quite the contrary: it was only a bus and get off at the right. The speech was made more difficult if al'una left home at night, when the tour bus is now finished, and then even more problematic was the return. Money for the taxi at 6 am so scarce and the only way that remains is a timeless classic: walk.
The first time I went to North Park was the end of the second year when they were still the Street Rave Parade, an event that is usually held anti-prohibitionist in the summer and that the name is already understood what was the tone of the event el 'atmosphere. That week she came to visit my sister Gilda, who was then still in high school, and I wanted to make it fun at all costs to show how life was fascinating to her university still precluded. Then accept the proposal of my friend Anna 23 and ready to go out this Rave. From the beginning, I realize that it will be a serata votata allo sfascio . Alcuni ragazzi appaiono già abbastanza brilli e Gave ha con sé un boccione di vino di dubbia qualità. I movimenti rallentati di alcuni di noi ci fanno perdere l’autobus e riusciamo a prenderne un altro che però ci lascia a metà strada. Il resto della strada toccherà farsela a piedi. Mentre ci avviciniamo, sento sempre più forti i rumori e la musica (se si può chiamare musica un rimbombo continuo che fa vibrare spaventosamente le mega casse installate per l’occasione) che giungono dal Parco. Osservo preoccupata mia sorella che però appare tranquilla e rilassata: ha già legato con il fratello of Faith, who was also visiting for a few days, and both seem enthusiastic about this strange trip into the night. I think if I had to convince my sister not to put their heels that night, I laugh even then what happened later. The evening proceeded softly now. Making conversation was out of the question, not only for the deafening noise, but also because everyone around me were either lying on the ground unable to say the slightest word or intent to smoke or drink. I watch Anna and I see that she is a little impatient. Isabella seems really destroyed as well as her friend (both veterans of a devastating examination) and Faith wanted to go to home because the next day was absolutely put on books. Suddenly we realize that the only ones to be active and full of energy but my sister and brother do you lose faith in the crowd, dancing and wild with a vitality that we should have and we do not know why we did not. Finally he decides to leave. "We take a taxi?" Anna tells me. "Yes," I say without even thinking I was tired and I wanted that night to end soon. Unfortunately, the lines were intassate Radio Taxi: The Rave was about to end, and many had already had our idea. So we decide to start you for continuing to call in the hope of un taxi prima di arrivare in centro. Naturalmente ciò non avvenne, Camminammo per non so quanto dal Parco Nord fino al ponte di via Stalingrado. Trascinavamo tutti i piedi esausti. Gave aveva abbandonato il boccione anche se c’era ancora del vino dentro. Gli unici che davano ancora segni di vita era mia sorella e il suo nuovo amico. Me li vedo ancora sfrecciare lungo la strada deserta, lei aggrappata alle spalle di lui mentre ridono e urlano senza alcun motivo. Ma anche la loro energia era destinata a esaurirsi: erano le 6 del mattino quando mia sorella mi si avvicina e mi dice: “Saby sono stanca, manca ancora molto?” Fortunatamente proprio in quel momento Anna riesce a prendere la linea e chiede due taxi per tutte us. We greeted the boys, who despite being completely mushy did not want to spend more money. While we await the arrival of the taxi, facing a thought in my mind. I had taken before leaving. Testing in the portfolios and we find only 3 € ... "Gilda what you have in your pocket?" "Um ... 3 € and 50 ... why?" "I'm the only money we have for the taxi!" At that point my sister takes that 'expression of panic that she probably saw reflected on my face. Quiet, I say to myself, now I go to Isa that takes the taxi with me and ask whether, in case of need, can I borrow some € ... but as I approach my hopes go shattered by observing that she and her friend, sitting on a sidewalk, count how many coins were in two. Oh porc ... now what? No time to think about anything else because the taxi has arrived. Me, my sister, Isa and her friend on the same climb. The driver looks at us badly, like we're poor skidding, and partly in the fifth. Really. In the fifth. His taxi zipping through the streets of Bologna as if he had a normal but that of a jet engine. I do not take my eyes off the meter. At the start we have a 3 € for the call at night. 4:50 ... 5.70 ... we are at a red light ... 6:00 ... 7:00 ... leave ... missing very little to get to my house when my friend says, "Um ... we should get off at Strada Maggiore. Nooooo! So stretch! I think in my head. He glares at him and made a circle that even in the pursuit of American film has ever seen. Take Via San Vitale ... 8:50 ... 10:20 ... 11:50 ... we turned in Piazza Aldrovandi ... .. we are in Strada Maggiore 12:00 ! " Ok well here goes!" says Isa. The driver brakes suddenly and my sister who sits on is found splattered on the windshield. 6 euro per couple! I can not believe we did it! When we all got out and raised to be able to pay that crazy taxi driver has come to be unharmed. My sister and I went to bed at 7.30. At 11.00 am we woke up we had to make a cake because it was my birthday dinner and my boyfriend would come and a dear friend. "What faces you! What have you combined last night? "We asked on arrival observing our bodies and faces deep dark circles. My sister and I looked at each other and we probably would have laughed out loud if we had had the strength. That evening collapsed at 7 pm and we woke up the next day. When I meet someone of the Friends of time and come back with the mind that evening, everyone remembers that triggered the My sister and her irrepressible euphoria. My sister and I thought we would like instead to slip between the covers and sleep for another 12 hours ... carefree
