Sono distruttiva . . .

Thank you to the dear person who fixed this for me. My attempt at something technical was about to die.

So, last night I blew out the electricity in my apartment. Ooops. As I was prancing around my little room trying to unpack my over due luggage I thought it would be fun to listen to iTunes. My little target power converter is not so good--She blew all of the power out. This is after I broke (with another roommate) one of the locks on our front door and chipped paint of off my heater. What can I say? I am destructive.

In a class taught in Italian if the professor runs out of room on one line he or she just simply continues the word on the next line (very confusing for an American student who does not know all of the vocabulary in the Italian language). I am learning.

Tomorrow I get to go to Art History classes taught in ITALIAN!!!