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Everyday I've been waking up a little bit later realizing that I'm tired and want more sleep, and that Francesca, my boss, is really relaxed and I don't need to wake up 3 hours early when my commute is an hour. I've been making it into the office by 9:30 no problem. The first two days I got off the metro at 8:30 and decided to sit on a park bench and read because I didn't want to show up at the office and be awkwardly early. I've finished the only book I brought (Water For Elephants... SO GOOD), so now I am onto reading my Italian grammar books. CHE DIVERTENTE!!
Anyways, yesterday I decided to be brave and go talk with one of my roommates about how she learned Italian. Her first language was arabic, so when she moved here two years ago she said she spoke almost worse than me, and Marta (un'altra coinquini, another roommate) was the one who taught her all she knows. She said she would just try and talk with her and Marta would correct her and eventually after two years she is speaking fluently, and I'm sure she was fluent months ago too. She says she still makes grammatical mistakes, but I mean I still say "I did that good" instead of "I did that well", so no one is perfect right? My goal is just to be able to have words flow without hesitation and it won't really matter if I mess up some grammar, everyone does. I just want to be able to sound convincing, so that I can convince other americans I'm Italian or other Italians that I am Italian at least for the first two sentences I spill out! So ya, roommates are great. Very nice. Always asking me if I need anything. Marta made me a caffe yesterday while we were talking about how to learn Italian. They also have been having me repeat a lot of words they know in English because I say them so differently. Like "Apple" they prounounce "happle", its quite entertaining.
The Aircom family is very nice, and I'm noticing it grow every day. There are the regulars, Francesca, Valeria, and me (the only women), Giuseppe and three other men I forget their names I regularly see and Francesca and Valeria and two men generally are always with each other on breaks. Francesca along with the others have been making fun of me because everytime they ask if I want a coffee I decline, and that happens at least 6 times before 1:00, and they say I don't get up from my desk enough. So from now on I will make an effort to work a little less, go drink some coffee (which is espresso shots) and take little strolls.
|La Sposa Numero Due!|
|Dinner: Pizza con scamorza, melanze e cipolle|
It better be gifts of fluent Italian speaking!
A dopo :)