After a long period of doubt, I have decided to join the masses and give an overview of this year – which is finally going to hell – excuse my language!

If I think back on how 2020 ended and 2021 began, I don’t have a very happy memory: last New Year’s Eve I was at home with my mum and a friend of hers, not bad for a 21-year-old girl… 

In short, my 2021 started like this, locked up at home, like everyone else. 

It continued like that for several months, living in Lombardy from September 2020 to March/April 2021, it was all alternating between different degrees of lockdown procedures. The greatest excitement was having a spritz in Porta Venezia park with the first rays of sunshine warming up the day. 

Of course, covid restrictions were being lifted during the months of exams, right before Easter holidays.

How could I forget them! I spent them in quarantine due to contact with a Covid…

At the end of this fantastic period, during the days, I alternated hours of intense study with a few hours of relaxation dedicated to walks and friends.

Once the exams were over, you’d think ‘summer at last’ (I thought so too): I went home to spend a few days with my family and wander around the Maremma. My sister tested positive (yes ladies and gentlemen, it’s all true, I have people ready to testify) and consequently me! 

Another quarantine until mid-August ‘fortunately’ and then I was free. 

I left for Sardinia, then Salento, and finally a beautiful trip to Portugal. I must say that I still enjoyed it all, although it was not easy! 

Back at the base in Milan, I was overjoyed to see that the university had once again opened its doors to students and the Covid cases, thanks to vaccines, were finally starting to decrease, everything was going well … sigh of relief.

Until a few days ago, the Immaculate Conception holiday: me in the mountains with friends to go skiing, my mother travelling around Tuscany with friends to show them the beauty my homeland has to offer. 

How does the story end? My mum with a broken leg because she was hit by a car, and now all at home with the Covid again. I only hope that at least this time the famous saying ‘trouble always comes in threes’ will save us. 

But to tell you the truth, I can’t complain at all, because good or bad, between highs and lows, this 2021 has come to an end, and if I think about the overall balance sheet, it hasn’t been bad either: I’m healthy, my family is basically fine and loves me for who I am, my little sister turned 18, and I was next to her during that very important day, my friends are super fun and the guy I’m next to has been there for every moment described above, and yes he’s still here, I’ll tell you about it – maybe!

Bye bye 2021, 2022 we trust you: have pity.