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Fabio P. Member for: 4 years 6 weeks Last login: 8 min 12 sec [offline] Date of Birth: 23.4.1987(21) Country: ITALY Profession: University student Website: Fabio's website I am looking for: Smoker: No Contact: Community:
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Wichtig! Wenn du Deutsch muttersprachler/in bist, schreib mir bitte! Ich muss mein Deutsch viel verbessern... I thought it was about time I rewrote my profile on here. Partly out of boredom, partly because I seem to appear like a terrible, bitter person to many people who stumble upon me. I'm not, really. Not unless you intentionally get on my nerves. Hazardous thing to do, if I may say that. I'm writing this as I'm forced to sit once more on a wheelchair for some months, due to a recent surgery. Nothing to serious, I had a similar one last summer, and, yes, that means this is the second summer I'm obliged to spend stuck on this hellish thing. As you can probably imagine, this tends to irritate me slightly, but I try to look at the bright sides of the situation. I'm solving one of the problems caused by my condition, which, by the way, is Spina Bifida, and next summer I shall be free to roam the roads of the world they way I prefer. At least I hope so. No, I'm not a biker, it was merely a figure of speech. This is a great August. By far the best I can recall. Right now it's raining again, and a fresh wind is coming through my window, carrying that wonderful smell of rain and wet grass I could easily feed on, if only human biology allowed that. I'm happy, something I hadn't been for a very long time, don't really know myself how long. I sit here, my leg in a cast, a copy of The Children of Húrin lying next to my keyboard, on top of my now dusty Wacom tablet, legacy of a not too far past when I still believed I was actually worth something as a digital artist, and I ponder about the sense of life (you can't do much with a plastered leg, can you?) while listening to the rain falling and to the thunders. Fuck, that was close. You know what? Rather than writing here a long list of things I like, I've decided I'm going to be a bit more creative and describe what my bedroom looks like. I'm fairly convinced you can almost tell more about people by looking at their lairs than by talking to them. Of course, you can still talk to me. So, here we go; it's a square room, approximately 4*4 metres, white walls, though my dream is to have black ones. I also want black bedclothes, but they are blue and white at the moment. Ikea making, of course. There's a window in the eastern wall, and against it there's my desk with the pc I'm using right now to write this oh so original profile. Communities.com, mailfriends.com and deviantArt are right now the only open tabs in my browser, which by the way is Firefox. Screw Microsoft products. I'd use Linux, if only I were not the hardcore gamer I am. Just left of my desk there's my bookcase, occupying nearly all of the northern wall. There's my stereo on one of the shelves, on top of a huge pile of university stuff and surrounded by blank CDs and boxes of my mobile, digital camera and mp3 player. Then there are of course loads of books. I'm a huge, compulsive book collector, gathering in my room more books than I actually have the time to read. Not quite a cheap hobby (compulsion?) but I suppose there are worse ones. I'll read all the titles I see now, just for fun. There are more of them, but I can't see them from here: R.I. Page, "Chronicles of the Vikings"; Lars Magnar Enoksen, "Vikingarnas egna Ord"; Johannes Brøndsted, "The Vikings"; Snorri Sturluson, "Edda"; "Beowulf"; T.E. Karsten, "Die Germanen"; David Day, "A Guide to Tolkien"; "The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien" (Italian translation); J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Hobbit", English and Italian; J.R.R. Tolkien, "Tree and Leaf"; J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Silmarillion" (Italian translation). On the shelf right above there are some other books. An English and a Finnish version of the Kalevala, a present from my great friend Outi; Friedrich Nietzsche, "The Anti-Christ" and "Das Lenzerheide-Fragment." Then there's a compilation of Old Norse sagas, right next to Goethe's "Faust." Not too far from that there's "The Sorrows of Young Werther" and Schopenhauer's "Aphorismen zur Lebensweisheit." Right behind those there are my Swedish and Finnish courses of the Teach Yourself! series. Quite useful, those two. Oh yes, there are a couple of versions of the Holy Bible on the top shelf. A bit everywhere you can find old issues of the "Herald Tribune", "Die Zeit", "Der Spiegel" and "Stern." Gotta keep up-to-date and improve my linguistic skills, you know. Between the bookcase and the door there's my dust-covered Marshall amplifier, yet another legacy of my past. I've never been a good guitarist anyway. It just sucks I spent so much for my Gibson SG. On the wall, over the amplifier, there's a framed poster of The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker. Yes, I have a GameCube, but I haven't used that for a terribly long time. All in all, my PC is still my favourite platform. Star Wars (KotOR), Broken Sword, Warcraft, Warhammer 40K and Baldur's Gate would probably appear among my favourite videogames. Against the western wall of my room, next to my bed there's yet another bookcase, albeit smaller. That one I mostly use to keep all my dictionaries, plus some other books. Among them you can find Bertrand Russell, Oscar Wilde, George Orwell, H.P. Lovecraft, Salman Rushdie, Richard Dawkins, Stephen Hawking, Steven Pinker. Oh, there's also C.S. Lewis, had forgotten about that one. Hanging on the wall, between my bed and the bookcase, you can find the sword I bought a few years ago in France. I've never had a chance to use it on another human being, so far. Right there you can also find my cd stand. Apocalyptica, Blind Guardian, Dio, Deep Purple, Eagles, Led Zeppelin, Nightwish, Vintersorg, Pink Floyd, Malmsteen, Hendrix, Iron Maiden, Iced Earth. There's probably a few others, somewhere. My bed and my wardrobe are not quite interesting so I will simply skip that part. You could say this is all. There is enough in this description to understand who I am and to judge if I'm someone worth spending a few minutes, or a few hours, if you wish, to talk to. If you're as acute an observer as I hope you are, for the sake of the world we live in. I think I will finish this with some general, boring and uninteresting biographical facts. I'm 20 years old, being born in 1987 in what we call the heel of Italy. That's the region of Apulia. I moved here in Rimini, central Italy, east coast, from the far south a bit more than a decade ago, when my parents decided it was about time we changed environment. A wise choice. I attended a linguistic high school and graduated in July 2006. I'm a translator-in-becoming, in case you were wondering. About to start my second year, studying English and German. Finnish is my third language as of now, but it feels like I'm studying it to no avail. I can also speak (actually, write) some Swedish, Danish and Norwegian. Apparently, I'm able to understand some written Dutch as well. Ah, yes, I can somehow read, understand and speak French, although I no longer study it. I've never been too fond of Romance languages, preferring Germanic ones to them. As you can see, languages and linguistics are not only my field but also my passion, con-linguistics included, together with history, philosophy and literature. These passions of mine often meet, intertwine, overlap and blend into my great hobby, writing. I do not turn down a good conversation about politics, but I often seem to be a tad too radical for the average listener, so I tend to keep my ideas for myself unless asked to do otherwise. Just for the sake of information, I'm an Atheist in a largely Catholic country, which is a hard life. I dislike, actually hate, religions. That's because I hate metaphysics, just as much as I hate mediocrity. I see absolutely nothing good with it and think it is harmful, but that's only my opinion. If you wish so, we can discuss it. Just don't hope to make me change my mind, it won't happen. Actually, the opposite might happen, so watch out. I tend to enjoy debates with the average Theist, mostly because they're clueless and naive. I love showing how fallacious their belief is, I live to instil doubt in their heads, because I know that will lead them to placing themselves and what they believe in into discussion, which is the highest form of intellectual honesty mankind can achieve, as well as the best way to evolve as a species. Dogmas allow no evolution. Unfortunately, many people are unable to grasp such basic concepts. I'm a Machiavellian, Nietzschean, Hedonist, Satanist, Atheist, Secular Humanist, and several other things. Indeed, I may appear contradictory at times. I'm a Human animal, of the sub-species Homo Sapiens Sapiens and I damn enjoy it. |
Education is...
a powerful tool against the weak minds. On the other hand, against the most cunning minds much more than mere erudition is needed. But cunning minds make up a small percentage of the world population, so they're not much of a threat.
If I could run a country for a day...
I would work hard to make sure that I'm still in power when I wake up the following day. What's the point in ruling for a day?
If I could be a plant...
I would be a carnivorous one. |