Ro Rossonera

So, many on my flist have posted that they are sending out holiday cards and I decided to do the same. If you would like a card from yours truly let me know in the comments (they will be screened) send me your name and address and I'll get them sent out as soon as possible. If you want my address email me at bellarosaria [at] hotmail [dot] com

( Behind the winning door we have... )

Stolen from Mah bb  stringeilcuore
• Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper on their LiveJournal.
• Explain in five sentences why you're using that wallpaper!
• Don't change your wallpaper before doing this! The point is to see what you had on!

( Satisfaction could be no greater... )

I'm looking for new music, and want to give this guy a try...but I need some opinions before I download his album.

His name is Emanuel Lo and the song is Cambio Tutto. Take a listen to him and let me know what you guys think.

Happy Birthdays are in order for stringeilcuore . So happy Birthday and I hope you had a blast today...and so does Albertino.


"Wait...it's Debbie's Birthday today?!?"


"OMG...PARTY!!!!! I'm Coming Debbie, wait for me!!!"


"I am so excited for today!"


Happy Birthday Debbie, I hope you have had a great day! You deserve it!

I need your guys help big time before I pull my hair out. If any of you can identify the kid standing next to Tamara and Gaia De Rossi, I will love you till the end of time! I'll do anything if you guys can just tell me how it is before I go even more crazy than I am already.







Please have pitty on me and help me out. I can just make out the number on the shirt and it looks like a 2? HEEELLLLPPPPP!

*claps hands together excitedly*

My two boys Andrea Faustini and Gianluca Ginoble sang together Saturday! They knew I was dying to see them sing together, that's the only explanation I have : P . Both of them are 14...listen to them and then you'll realize why I pointed that out *g*

( Meu Amore and his buddies )

You see how long my special Monday post lasted? Yeah I like totally forgot that it was Monday three days ago *grins sheepishly*

To make up for it...take a look here (excuse my excessive squeeing that will follow this video)


Marco Carta I heart you times infinitiy (To clear this up now...Marco is the older one that walks down the stairs after they start singing) *SQUEESS*

( More babies singing...including Andrea *squeessss* )</div>

First off...Happy Birthday to me!!! I'm officially 18



( Birthdays And Dedications )

Those Yellow Submarines make me squee with delight!

*Yells at self to focus!*

Ok, let’s try this again.

( Can I please hug some of those boys in yellow? )

With the start of a new week already underway it means that <strike>Hell</strike> I mean School. I'll be at school until Thursday 9-9 :( *pouts* My life will commence after the beep (don't hold your breath waiting, that beep is going to take a while). Anyways talk to you all soon...I hope if I don't kill someone from sleep deprivation first.

Oh I forgot to post this on here...My bb Pato was voted as player of the month for January.



Sings:
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got"

this is going to be a long day :(

Is it ok to say that I'm so nervous with Dida in Goal that I'm worried I won't be able to keep my lunch down?

anyways here is a little banner I made...for the game...It's being used at Ac milan the offside and at the forum I belong to TCC



Let me know what you guys think.

Wednesday I finally finished my geometry class with a 76% on the exam...now I'm not proud about the 76 but I am about my final grade! *does a happy dance* IIII'MMMM FINNNNAAAALLLLYYYYYY DOONNNNNEEEE!

My battles with Geometry are coming to and end, for those of you who don't know what I'm talking about follow this. I'm so close that I can taste the exam! Like I'll be taking it tomorrow. I'm to tired, but if I wasn't I'd be fretting and biting my nails nervously. I was talking to my teacher tonight and I told him excitedly, "Shawn! I'm almost done with geometry!!" His response?? "How close is done?" Thanks for instilling the confidence Shawn!

Just before I left I took the Topic test (that covers the whole chapter) and I asked him to review it before I submitted it...he did and said I got a 92%...when I asked him which ones were wrong so I could fix them he goes 92 is good enough, and this mans supposed to be a teacher! (However he's one of my favorite in the building and I don't feel content unless I bug him constantly, all day! My job in the class is to annoy him *grins*) I tell him he's going to miss me after next year and he laughs while shaking his head and says "I doubt it."

Anyways...I'm very proud of myself...I've gone two days to school all day 9 am to 9 pm. It's not the greatest thing in the world...But I'm managing and hopefully I can catch up American Government and World History now. When I catch those up I won't need to continue going all day.

Now it's very late...for me because I've been at school all day anyways...so I'm out...good night and don't do any thing illegal while I'm gone :P

This evening before going out to get a coffee I was dancing around the kitchen, don't worry I was alone, singing this song "Vamos A Bailar" by Paola & Chiara.



It's an old song so I have no idea where the heck it came from. Anyways we went out and when we got back I sit down at my computer and my dad is watching RAI, the bane of my existence, all at once on the show that's on these two girls start singing THAT song! Needless to say I almost fell off my chair. Now thanks to that program this song really isn't going to get out of my head.

..."Vamos a bailar Esta vida nueva..."

*Screams get out of my head! Over and over again*

Also I'm extremely nervous for Milan tomorrow! *bites nails* Time travel would come greatly in handy right now...you know so that way I can travel ahead see the score so I know whether or not to bother getting up. If they don't win tomorrow, there won't be any dancing going on.

Meanwhile for the past half hour me and a friend's conversation on msn has consisted of:
Ro: "Vamos Villarreal!!!!!!!!"
Ro's Friend: "No no no no no no Vamos Atleti!!!!!"
Ro: "No no no no no no no Vamos Villarreal!!!!!!!!!"
Very enthralling ain't it? *grins*

Man oh man life just keeps getting more and more interesting doesn't it? Well tonight I watched the movie Changeline and I've got to say I freaking can't believe the ending. Peaked your interest? Well sorry if I have to sit through that movie then so will you, if you want to know what happens. It left me even more frustrated than I was to begin with. Now I just want to commit sever bodily harm on someone. I pity the next person to pi*s me off because I don't know how much more I can take.

After watch the movie I come upstairs and the bathroom is occupied, I sit down at the computer to wait patiently. My sister comes up and starts looking for her fiance...I'm like for god sakes he's a 22 year-old male not a pair of jimmy choo's you couldn't have misplaced him, check the bathroom. She knocks on the door and there is no response. The fan is running so we know he has to be in there, so she knocks again and calls his name...still no response. She tries the handel and opens the door...she starts yelling because she finds him on the floor infront of the toilet, face down...No response...He's freaking taking a snooze on the freaking bathroom floor! Thanks a lot butt-head and here I was peeing my pants. Don't worry he should be fine after a good nights sleep, a bottle of water, and a few Ibprofin in the morning. Anyways she gets his drunk-arse up and somehow he manages to get onto the top bunk...Let's just hope the hangover monster doesn't visit him during he night and he doesn't need to throw up...because there is no way he's getting down from there fast enough.

Now that that's over with...I think I'm going to try and use the bathroom to get ready for bed before someone else beats me to it.

one word Hallelujah! HE IS STAYING!!!


Kakito mio if you EVER do that to me again I will hurt you! Understand good!


The Curva Sud and Tifosi in Milano did us proud everyone.










When my emotions situated themselves back into place I'll post the rest of them.

That's Amore
Footie Characters: Alex Pato, Alberto Paloschi, random milan guys
My Characters: Francesca
Rating: this part PG-13
Disclaimer: This is what goes on in my head and my head alone...I don't own anything :(




Today is the day my best friend Alberto Paloschi and some new kid gets inducted into the first team of AC Milan. Walking into Milanello, I could sense his mix of excitement and nerves. Granted I was happy for him, but I just don't do ceremonies.

“Gosh this is so boring,” I whispered into his ear.

“I know but just grin and bare it, it’s almost over,”

“You said that an hour ago,”

“Did not,”

“Did too,”

"They're watching, stop talking,”

“Fine captain no fun,”

I sat through the rest of the ceremony not talking because I didn’t want Albertino getting his undergarments in a bunch. When the ceremony was over, we stood up and clapped, then I linked my arm with his and pulled him out into the lobby.

“My God can you guys get anymore boring?”

“Gaia this is Alexandre. He is the other player we were celebrating today.”

I turned around and blushed when I saw him.

“Hi,”

“Hi,” he said back with his Brazilian accent.

I had spent a summer in Brazil a few years ago, so I knew some of the basics to be able to carry on a conversation. I figured I'd try my luck.

“Se eu não me engano, você é do Brasil, não é?” (“If I’m not mistaken your from Brasil right?”)

“Sou, você fala português?” (“Yes, you speak Portuguese?”)

“Falo um pouco,” (“Yes a little,”) “De onde você é?” (“What part are you from?)

“Pato Branco”

“Legal. E você gosta de Milão?” (“Cool, so how do you like being in Milan?”)

“Por enquanto tá tudo bem aqui, eu não conheço muita gente, a não ser o Alberto e os outros brasileiros” (“Good so far, but I don't really know anyone except for Alberto and the other Brazilians”)

“Sorry to interrupt but where on earth did you learn to speak Portuguese?” Alberto asked me.

“When I went on vacation to Brasil a couple of summers ago,”

“Eu ainda estou aprendendo italian, mas eu acho que entendi quando ele te perguntou onde você aprendeu a falar português tão bem?” (“I'm still learning Italian but I think I understood him asking you where you learned to speak so well in Portuguese?”)

“Sim,” (“Yes”)

“Você fala muito bem, pra quem só estudou durante o verão” (“You speak very well for picking it up just in one summer.”)

“Obrigado” (“Thank you”)

“Que isso” (“You're welcome”)

“Well, it doesn’t seem like you two need me anymore, I’ll be right back I have to go to the bathroom,” Alberto walked away from us and we carried on with our conversation.

“Hey, you ready to go?” Alberto asked when he came back.

“I guess why?”

“Because you drove me here and I need to go home because I have practice early tomorrow morning .”

“Ok, let’s go,”

“Eu tenho que ir, ele tem treino amanhã cedo.” (“I have to go because he has practice early tomorrow.")

“Eu também tenho que ir, também tenho treino amanhã cedo. Tchau!” (“I have to go also. I too have practice early, bye”)

We walked out of Milanello and Alberto turned to me.

“You two hit it off didn’t you?”

“Yeah, he’s pretty cool and really down to earth. I wasn’t expecting it.”

“What are you trying to say I’m not down to earth?”

“Since when did this conversation become about you?”

“Well you were insinuating,”

“Was not,”

“Was too,”

“Was not,”

He started chasing me and I ran to the safety of my car getting in and locking to doors before he could get in.

“Aia come on please!!!”

I just stuck my tongue out at him. I saw something out of the corner of my eye and when I turned I saw Alex. He walking out with Ricardo, another Milan player who is letting Alex stay with him until he finds a place. They were both staring at Alberto and I. He laughed and waved. I waved back and then I opened the doors for Alberto.

“Thanks now can we go home?”

“You can go to your house and I will go to mine, but yes we can go now.”

“Come on Gaia let me crash at your place…please,” He was pleading and he knew I’d end up letting him have his way. I have my own place because I needed to be closer to school. Alberto still lives at home, but he has a big family so it’s not the quietest place to sleep.

“Fine, but you have to go and get clothes first, because you’re stinky and you're not sleeping at my place smelling like that.”

"How am I stinky?”

He grabbed me from the back of my neck and pulled me to him trying to get me to smell his stench.

“Leave me alone or you're walking home!” I said pushing him away.

Starting my car, I slowly pulled towards the gates. When they finally opened up I pulled out onto the road ahead and started on our way.

If you haven't noticed I don't like to update very often, even when I do have a break. I love to write especially about my Milan boys but gosh darn it I can't bring myself to do posts on them. I like to write stories and getting lost in them...so maybe one day I'll be able to get over the fear and share them on here ;D.

To get this post back on topic the boys are in Dubai...yippe ok enough said...lol