Padovani! How nice! Hello to all the friends from Padua! How many!
the way, for those of InVideo, I'm working hard, as you see, I have already ricommentato! I want to make you look good with Ooogo! But désolée, Elena, I did not understand what the new ... Pero 'welcome to the great Piiii the acorn-Ice Age, is a character, a myth, a legend! I think just his presence should be enough for the praise!
Babuz Dear, I have some complaint to make, although I am not yet so my 'French girl nor a journalist (one swallow does not make a summer, as they say, then an article is not a journalist, alas ...). Brogues are not because I always sgam which are foreign, R aRRRotolata Italian quarry no not me and if I make a commitment to the Paris-snob-by-R-Moscow I lose myself and the rest of the sentence goes to hell .. . There is Carlos, a English friend in Cergy Erasmus himself, who always laughs at me because of my nice friendly R. So every time we caught, after the greetings, the application of strict opening of the conversation is: "On va où, IRRRene?" and my answer sets: "A la pRRéfectuRRRRRe" or if they have nice day, "the DeRRRièRRRe muRRRRR de la pRRéfectuRRRRe. Now I close this parenthesis divagational on R tornaiamo us.
Juliet! Really see me so 'changed? Mature? I will not really realize, but the fact that time flies ... Probably some truth in what you say is, even my mother told me that the air of Paris seems to me well and I see beaming ... I accept the compliments, but I'm always a bit 'skeptical ... Maybe later I'll be able 'to make better, many things have happened, I have a little 'time to get used to it, to understand what happened and to put some' order and make sense of everything '... Elena, instead, I told you not to look at the Web page of the photo, they seem to have deliberately chosen the worst! ;-) Then I think I comment that nothing is eternal, as if I were to suddenly become a woman of 80 years!
To tell the truth are very happy to have you heard, I send you a hug! Now I go to studiacchiare, the worst (= exams) approaches.
A kiss to all, piiiiiii
These holidays shall, after binges of 24 and 25, the Mass, the gifts, meetings with people who are now scattered across the Alps to give me, I worked in the Fisia: Sunday Excursion on the plateau of Asiago by the parties to think Campolongo. 
pity that it was more Another scene that, as the snow is scarce and must seek it with the lantern. 
snowshoes intrigued more than they helped, but we Stoics (and only) we have not resigned, we have kept up the strong (closed inter alia, another joke) now that we had rented. And it's still the scene ... 
