Do go on

I'm listening

the "no spoiler culture", mainly perpetuated by the marvel cinematic universe, that pushes the idea that a story is only worth watching and telling if the audience knows absolutely nothing about it beforehand, has done irreparable damage to storytelling and how an audience interacts with the story. in this essay i will-

Juries everywhere: ✨ Sweden ✨

The public chanting Cha Cha Cha:

No more public points for anyone except italy or finland we CANNOT let sweden win

@ the Eurovision Juries

Per un attimo ho pensato che la Svezia desse 12 punti alla Svezia

Ma patatern, basta votare la stramaledetta Svezia

united by music more like united by hating the jury

Ma patatern, basta votare la stramaledetta Svezia

Comprando un manuale di geopolitica as we speak per capire che problemi ha la giuria

I punti allo stato illegittimo non valgono e verranno scalati a fine serata

I don't care who wins as long as some of these countries stop voting for mf Loreen

The juries' votes

Europe during the show: ✨️GLITTER✨️

Europe during the voting: 🩸BLOOD���

Do all Italians just have spectacular voices by birth or what

The five horsemen of Eurovision

Update il napoli ha vinto davvero, il concerto è stato meraviglioso, mi hanno rubato il telefono durante i festeggiamenti, ho visto l'alba a posillipo

Combattuta fra la speranza che il Napoli vinca lo scudetto il 4 e la paura che i festeggiamenti facciano annullare il concerto di tananai il 5 rip me

Update: apparently me and The Guy™ get along really well and we're really good friends, which is nice, but I've got this feeling there's something more than none of us is saying out loud (it obviously won't be me to speak first lol)

Meanwhile, my anxiety is killing me, which sucks, bc it's screwing my work and especially my relationship with my supervisor. Some days I feel paralized in fear and I have to choose between doing actual work or trying to reach out to her and obviously the less scary is to keep doing my stuff. I can't wait to get my money so I can resume therapy and hopefully fix all this. Also, it's only been two months (yay!) and I feel like I'm still struggling to find my place. I'll figure it out tho.

Also being friends with The Guy™ is surprisingly helpful, we talk a lot about movies and books and I don't know this friendship is really making me happy.

Day seven of PhD course. Confused as hell. I love it.