By the way, my window broke last week or the week before that and it was the most terrifying thing of my life. I was sitting in my room, minding my own business, when a gust of wind swept through my room and BAM - the glass shattered and I suddenly didn't have a window. Tina told me that this happens to native Italians too and that there's this wind that comes from the Sahara and sweeps across Italy in such a fashion that doors suddenly slam and things fly everywhere. It's now fixed but I just thought you'd all like to know. Also, I cut my finger on some glass. Boo.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
la mia finestra (my window)
By the way, my window broke last week or the week before that and it was the most terrifying thing of my life. I was sitting in my room, minding my own business, when a gust of wind swept through my room and BAM - the glass shattered and I suddenly didn't have a window. Tina told me that this happens to native Italians too and that there's this wind that comes from the Sahara and sweeps across Italy in such a fashion that doors suddenly slam and things fly everywhere. It's now fixed but I just thought you'd all like to know. Also, I cut my finger on some glass. Boo.
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