An almost 25-year-old spanish-italian woman with a very messed up soul and an addiction to chocolate. Currently in a relationship with Optometry and Languages at the same time.
Italian trains are so paradoxical that my train was late but I got to university earlier
Trenitalia aesthetic:
- they announce a delay but then the train arrives exactly at the same hour as usual
- they do not announce a delay but the train arrives ten minutes later than usual
- Ticket inspectors who exist only for the first two days of the month and then magically disappear
- the announcer’s voice that becomes shrill by saying that one random word of the phrase, terrifying you, and than returns normal
-friendships born due to the disperation / anger at the announcement of the (umpteenth) delay
- the Angry Nostalgic Old Man ™ that “wHE the DuCE waS hEre The TRains Were PunctUAL”
- but the rest of the station is super calm bc they are blatantly used to delays
-first and second class interchangeable
- “how this window is supposed to work”
- the announcer that “the train will arrive with 30 minutes of delay” and then “no wait 25″ “40″ “15″ “100″ “60″ “120″ “the train is cancelleD”
- “we are sorry for the inconvenience”
Also: has anyone heard the new English translation “the train has reached X, final destination of this journey”?
- knowing by heart what the announcer is going to say and repeating it every day with a hollow voice and even more hollow eyes
- finding mysterious objects on the seats and wondering how they got there. once i found a celery. what the fuck.
- regarding with disgust the foreigners who use the train bathroom. do u want to die?
- hearing strange creepy noises and not even questioning it. as an italian i feel like i was destined to die on a Treno Regionale. I simply accept it.
-when you take the train at peak times with all the commuters and you are standing in that space near the doors and you don’t know when your body ends and your neighbour’s begins, and your will to live has just taken a trip to honolulu. the whole train is becoming a new ecosystem, you’re pretty sure mold has started to form on your bag and the whole cycle of water is happening just thanks to your sweat. you don’t know if you’ll ever be home and you can’t imagine a future anymore. bonus if this happens in the summer and you have tourists taking half of the train with the huge bags they brought to the sea
-on this note, Trenitalia rules state that if someone feels sick on the train the conducter has to be informed and the train must be stopped. Cue commuters literally waking up from comas to go and stop the poor old lady who is going to talk to the conductor because stopping the train would just fuck up everyone else and that’s not happening on your watch
-the ticket inspectors who just groan when young people don’t have their tickets and don’t even fine you anymore. they just hate their life someone set them free.
-also why they fuck did they remove kilometric tickets and why do the new ones look like receipts
-oh obviously the ticket machines don’t work but luckily there is a strategically placed Baretto equipped with old men playing briscola while smoking and giving you That Dirty Look™
-someone has mentioned this but I feel like we need an actual quotation: é vietato attraversare i binari. servirsi del sottopassaggio.
-also we forgot to mention that literally all trains are insanely full of graffiti like how does that even happen. how on earth do you get that many.
-that one seat that is full of holes and you just know something terrible has happened there and you don’t even care anymore
-the tiny bins under the windows are always full, or really stinky, or both.
I’m currently watching South Park with the Castilian Spanish dub, specifically “Tweek x Craig”, and I realized Wendy shares the same VA with Lisa Simpson.
So, I can’t help but imagening know-it-all Lisa giving a conference about Yaoi when Wendy talks about it XD
One of the first women to start her own independent production company.
Earned her way to stardom without sleeping with executives for roles.
Refused to date people for publicity just because 20th Century Fox wanted her to.
Left 20th Century Fox because she refused to let them get away with treating her badly and paying her a tiny wage, just because of her “dumb blonde” image.
Was only paid a fraction of her co-star’s wage even though she was the star of the movies and the biggest box office pull, but still went ahead with the movies because she was so passionate about acting.
Studied method acting at the Actors Studio with Lee Strasberg, who said that she was one of his best students along with Marlon Brando.
Had a personal library of over 500 books and rarely read fiction - she was desperate to learn and educate herself.
Was sexually abused as a child but then went on to encourage the sexual liberation of women in the 1950s.
One of the first people to speak openly about sexual abuse.
One of the first people to openly support gay rights.
Supported many charities such as the Milk Fund, March of Dimes, Arthritis and Rheumatism foundation.
Donated her time and money to these charities.
Visited orphanages and hospitals on her own time to surprise the people there.
Married one of the greatest literary minds of the 20th century
Suffered two miscarriages and one ectopic pregnancy and still put on a brave face for her fans.
Sorry, did you say she wasn’t a role model?
marilyn is my biggest role model so don’t even go there
and let’s not forget this
Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at the popular Mocambo, in Hollywood, because of her race. Marilyn, who loved her music and supported civil rights, called the owner of the Mocambo and told him that if he booked Ella immediately, she would take a front table every night. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. After that, Ella never had to play in a small jazz club again.
“She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.” - Ella Fitzgerald about Marilyn Monroe
