September 18.
Or should I say 19 ... it's almost two ...
News of the day:
I met a lot of people ... the first was a guy named Adam (I think) who lives in my same building ... 8:35 AM .. straritardo are, I leave the house and he holds the door ... "Thankyou," I say. Then swear ... I forgot about the folder with all documents ... He notices that I have a cigarette on his lips and tells me "do you need a lighter?", "No thanks ... I forgot something upstairs ... "I can say ... The rincontrerò the station.
train trip with boiled fish and two of his roommates ... an unpronounceable name ... Italian ... would seem to half snob, but still do not know ... from Donegal and the other is named Tracy that maybe ...
on campus ... is HUGE, I can not immediately find the Iternational Office but the reception trenetacinquenne a burly-faced cop is friendly, gives us a map and explains how to get ... Start your presentation for international students ... Tell us a little 'Northern Ireland, the 2007 elections, the Shinn Fain ... I understand a good 60/65 percent ... Then force us to speak with those who still do not know .. leave us a little 'free .. My neighbor's bench, a low plump blonde, asks, "Were do you like from ?"... I am a bit 'confused, it seems they do not speak German but the Krauts so fast ... "Ohhh I like from Italy, for you?" .. "I come from ... Ehhhmm Washington ... United States ... Seattle "... Illunimano me your eyes ... "Ohhh I love Seattle! It's a great town .... I love your music ... grunge sound "She smiles and begins to talk about anything ... every now and then I have to slow down because it begins to speak with his accent and do not understand anything ... I can only say: "You can visit Jimi Hendrix's grave ... wonderful! "I want to say that I envy you but I can not ... Then they do a kind of teamwork ... and a girl next to us (me and the fish stew that intantanto moves his eyes from fish and babbles "from the itali ...") if we stay with them in the group ... is called Alba ... ok .. Next to her is a beautiful French girl with blue eyes named Marie (very, very, very nice) and a blonde Viking named Hanna or Anna or nonlosononmeloricordo that I think troubles ... We do the work and we chat a bit 'especially with Alba ... E 'English, he studied languages \u200b\u200band can speak good Italian .. you understand ... Used the opportunity to ask if he knows what "the chicken" (the name of a punk English) .. and she makes him write ... "Ah ... the chicken! is .... cock ".. then I explain why I know him and discover that knows a lot of punk bands, listen to punk, know the BB but not the CCCP ... daughters I made them listen to the latest ... and now I want to ...
Let's get out of the classroom before ... we have to pay the agency ... Alba is behind us, seeking accommodation in Portrush ... I usually work as a translator for the cold fish that he signed his contract without understanding a word ... I did not understand that only a portion reserved for religion but I ... ticked ... the box that said "no religion".
Alba then follows us at home, he asks if he can see our rooms and houses to see if the SHAC (the Agency) offers beautiful rooms ... buy some 'pasta and tuna ... eat. Then all
to the library of Portrush ... they gave me a sheet that says I have free internet acces ... let's try! I register at the library and I can use their computers (not mine). Use here a very effective and very social democrat: you can use your computer for an hour (time expired on the pc ... ... logout automaticamente) poi se non c'è nessuno che aspetta per un posto puoi riusarlo... Il pc ti avverte che manca mezz'ora al logout, 10 minuti e... 2 minuti (ho mandato una mail a prof Pirisi in quei 2 minuti).
Ore 6:00 P.M.. inizia a piovere... la mia prima pioggia irlandese... quasi mi commuovo...
Ho appuntamento sotto casa di Stefania alle 6 perché dobbiamo andare da “Tesco” (a cheap supermarket) a Colerain e Tracy ha la macchina...
Arriviamo da tesco..spendo una barca di soldi (43.50 £) e compro un sacco di cose compresi i “Chopped tomatoes tesco” per fare il ragù... Arrivo a casa e incontro la ragazza cinese... non è figa... ma non mi è sembrata così orribile (ma forse mi sbaglio)... we say that / Rumi Morici / was worse ....
come the two Frenchmen.
"Did You Already Had dinner?". I ask. "No we 'going to eat." I offer him a beer (I bought Guinness and Murphy) and, after learning that they were eating PASTA WITH MUSTARD AND KETCHUP, I volunteered to cook. We do not have a colander. They explained that without this they drained the pasta with the lid ... I shudder ... We decide to cook rice.
look at me like I was crazy when I say I want to use the oil to make rice (vaglielo to explain that I do a fried!). He reassured them by saying: "Do not worry ... I'm italian, I can cook" .. Assist curiosity to the strange ritual of fried of onions and tomatoes wustel ... a crying ... onions ... Tell them that there will be no need to drain the rice because Append the water little by little ... reassures them. We eat ... Avoids any comment when the rice seasoned with ketchup, but at least they put the cheese ... I eat while we talk about football (I think Adriano is a great player but I can not convince them that is) ... then flatter me by saying that the dinner was really good and I say (sincerely) ... "I can do better" and in fact is true because the rice lacked salt, there were few tomatoes ... perhaps with a little 'cream .... should be 'I'll ask my friend Vissani ...
We finish dinner, I intend to play poker but he did not do anything ... Around 11 go to sleep. I'm going to do it myself when it comes to China (can not remember his name but also use an English name: Vera). We begin to talk ... Chinese cigarettes makes me feel (you do not smoke but took them for a friend) ... are too strong for me ... are worse than sigarettine Kurdish. Speaking of food .... I promise you that the cook some Italian food and promises that she will do the same with Chinese food ... Try to teach me to use chopsticks ... is made of laughs ... We talk a lot of differences between Chinese and Italian ... I explained how the Chinese (they are crazy ... they deserve to conquer the world), I'll explain that Italian is much more difficult than in the morphology and syntax (of course I did not use these words), she writes things Cisnes and tells me how to write messages (it's amazing). She explains that her name means king / queen - beauty - Giono sunny ... perhaps can be translated as queen of nice sunny Giono .. or stuff like that (I used the term 100 times today). Let's talk numbers ... I write the numbers one through three in China and also the 7! I try to articulate them [r] but fails ... can only say "losa" or almatula ... I can also explain that in Italian there are three types of / n / other ... and he understood! Finally, I write the alphabet with the Italian pronunciation similar to English words such as / c / deer like (ch)-Eese or [i] s like (ee) ...
Almost no one believes me when I say that we have only 21 letters and a little 'I hate when I say that I have flown a total of 3 hours and spent £ 32.5 for the flight (she has traveled a total 22 hours - 17 Beijing-London and has spent £ 550 for that flight!).
After three hours of cheating are a bit 'stranco so now I go bed.
Hello.
I had to add an 'other day (yesterday that is' the 19) but me and 'successful casino (now I do not go well .... will explain a') The public tomorrow .. so 'and you'll know how' round my first night in a pub ... Hello.
PS: Please see the photo ... ahahahahah Paolo Meloni
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