Good morning! just did my nails... i added a 2nd coat to the previous i slabbed on before going to the mall yesterday.... Maybelling Express Finish gets it done.

I feel good this morning, relatively. i'm really nervous for my mother though.... we have a sweet 16 for a young lady (our families are good friends) and Ma dont know what to wear. Shes always like this-last minute... and then gets overwhelmed and stressed out. shes good for now... but then watch as soon as i get out the gym it'll be all over!

Tomorow is Halloween... last weekend I was spontaneously invited to a newly made acquaintance's halloween party. I dressed as Fran Drescher did in THE NANNY.

walking through a crowded jersey gardens today made me appreciate Paris' minimalism. no confusing superstores with overpowering air conditioner (however good trial mix and candy) and rude sales people (Meg Ryan-You've Got Mail-"ignorant sales people")....

Instead what I found in Paris were little shops each specialized in one item whether it be scarves, shirts, belts, pots, forks... anything. It's as if the streets of the romantic capital is designed purposely to enable you to use your own mind to make a valuable decision such as picking the perfect hat you make keep for the season, two days, or forever... What matters is that you put thought into it-creatively. Anyone can be creative in every activity life offers. Yes, Paris is famous for college kids attending the oh-so-famous Sarbonne... But there is no necessity to attend a fancy school to learn how to think creatively... In fact I think it is impossible; for thinking creatively revolves around one's individual perspective-no one else's. Thus, I refused to take Honors English... for I don't want someone to tell me how to write a paper. I want to do it my way, and perhaps collaborate with others to get inspired... there should not be any "right"way of performing such tasks that require unique mentality in order to have any value, I think. AND THATS WHY TEACHERS HATE READING ESSAY AFTER ESSAY, CUZ THEY ALL SOUND THE SAME!

So emotional.

i just dont get it ... lately i've been so sensitive! i just started crying cuz my nonna asked me whether ive been applying the cream i have for the rash on my mouth.

Ive had this nasty rash since before i left Paris. It came the day before I left.

Alessandra Castronovo

La vie en rose

PARIS WAS AMAZING. the streets evoked my imagination's rebirth; it brought me back to when i was a lil girl wearing a baret hat, coloring and telling my mother i wanted to become an artist-the culture that is, inspired me to return to new York to do what i love-art. Art is everywhere and incorporated in every aspect that surrounds us besides canvases and to die for sculptures i could spend hours and hours gazing in wonder at in all the museums i almost got lost in with my family-including the Pantheon ... The 5-day trip to the city of lights for my 16th birthday was impeccable in every way solely based on the fact that i experienced a totally brand new perspective of life with the people that mean the most to me. I have the utmost gratitude toward my parents and younger brother sal for being who they are which entails their importance in my life...

I will be posting pics asap little by little tho... dont kill me now . lol. I took so many its insane...

tomoroi do sal's make-up for halloween in school... although tomorrow is not the glorious holiday, his school is allowing kids to dress up-which is fun. "punker" (Pete Wentz punker; the eyeliner and smokey eye) is what Salli Boi requests. tomorro morning first thing after he washes his face!

Oct 17, 2010 Alessandra, DJ Frankie P and Icon Dancers @ Six Flags

my cousin. aint she somethin.... i cant believe i missed this while i was in paris. i got back today. the trip was amazing... got so much to put together (pictures and such) to share with the world... it will also be a fab opportunity to re-live the overwhelming culture and swag my family and i saw these past few days.

shout out to my cousins alessandra and vincent and everyone else who performed at her amazing shindig. i know shes disappointed i couldnt be there and im sorry. but the thing is babi girl theres so much more to come so lets not sweat it. u did amazing i love u.

well for i gotts mad shiyitt still to do and its almost 830.. shit gia waitin for me to call!

Keyshia Cole - Let It Go

just before i ran out to home depot and shoprite wit POPS, i jammed out to this vid. Ran into an old friend at the home depot... says her girl is feelin down... what she needs to do is care for herself... put herself first. i hope she knows i got her back.

truth is i am not perfect.. sometimes i feel like people expect a lot from me. but thats a normal and good thing. whats not good is taking that the wrong way. I can do anything, I do have the energy... thats what I have to believe, and that is the equivalent of hope.

Like how i spit not what ill call facts but philosophies of life. If they were facts, id be saying i kno im right, but i dont. no one knows who is right... im not saying anyones wrong either. cuz who knows? who cares as well ...

10/11 Columbus Day.... any parades ?

My lips are all swollen-another rash. Nonna Josie's comin over today. She made baked apples yesterday. I used to think my life wasn't interesting enough to put online. What the hell was I thinking with all the nonsense on Facebook and everything else. Well now I could care less who reads this, because I'm doing this for me and whoever feels me say I lol. I love Ghostface Killah. Aunt Mariann (might've caught her meatballs on the "jersey shore") made potatoes with string-beans the way i love them yesterday-w little oil and black pepper....

I mean who cares if what I write on hear aint organized? I just gotta let it out; u know? what does it matter how I used semi-colons.... I'm writing no? This blog represents my mind that goes in a million directions at once from when I wake up, to when I keel over at 10:30 Pm which was considered unheard for me 2 years back... u know back when I used to binge (i see u going "there it is...the reformed addict shit lol.) now u see a reason for my crazy mentality... at least that's what u think. But the truth is, I just opened my eyes is all. I see the world for myself and no one else...well sometimes I screw up and try hard to please others. But don't we all? cuz we love the people we love a lot.

Sometimes I feel like running away, which always feels wrong during or afterward the feeling comes along. Of course I couldn't do it... I just thought of the bag i packed when I was maybe 5 with the kids guide to NYC my mother bought for me which I still got and carry along. It's just something your overcoming emotions bring u to sometimes. But my weakness is love...and what happens is my head to starts to spin and I start to become hysterical. I cant help it, and still i try to maintain my emotions ...its a process... aha Billy Crystal, Analyze That : I'm grieving, it's a process." Christopher Columbus... u know they got no official portraits of him. "Disgrazziate gente americane.." Quote my father/Uncle Joe/Me.

Yes, this part of my life is currently in session:salmon, and my mind torturing itself. i kinda like it ... teeeheeeee !