A quiet morning in Rome

Today, I wake up at nine o'clock. I had a nice breackfast with a coffe, a piece of bread with homemade marmelade of chinese tangerine. (Here, in Italy we call so it the little oval tangerin but i don't know the real scientific name)
I ate also also ate two homemade biscuits. My boyfriend's mum prepared for me thees these fantastic biscuits with integral floor and a little sugar. I love it and I think is very healthy to eat this kind of biscuits (or, very healthy to eat THESE kindS of biscuitS) and not other industrial products.
I drunk drank (I have drunk/ I drank. Conversely, I am drunk, but not from apple juice) a glass of apple juice and so, I take had another coffe espresso because I wasn't very awake, yet!
At the half past ten, I went out, I walked for fifhteen minutes in Pigneto direction the direction of Pigneto. Pigneto is a nice district of Rome and I knew, in on the last sunday of the month there are is the vintage marketplace. But when I arrived on Pigneto street I didn't find nothing (Double negative, good in Italian, not in English - "I didn't find ANYthing") There wasn't stands. (There weren't any stands).
So I thought I  wrong day (I thought I had come on the wrong day/ I thought it was the wrong day), perhaps the marketplace is in on the third sunday of the month! Or saturday? I don't Know!
I haven't lost my joy for the fantastic sunny day and so, I went to a friend's house in the same street.
My friend name is Sandra, a very nice girl.
I talked with her about her change of house, she and her's boyfriend are leaving the flat where they live now and they are going to live in an other district in a more big bigger house with Giorgio, our friend.
So we went out and we went to Necci, a typical italian coffee bar in the heart of Pigneto's heart. We taked had an orange juice and we smoked a cigarettes together while we talked about afternoon programs.

A quiet morning in Rome.

Today, I woke up at nine o'clock. I had a nice breakfast with a coffee, a piece of bread with homemade marmelade made from Chinese tangerine. (Here, in Italy we call it the "little oval tangerine" but i don't know the real scientific name)
I also ate two homemade biscuits. My boyfriend's mum prepared me these fantastic biscuits with integral flour and a little sugar. I love them and I think it is very healthy to eat this kind of biscuit rather than other industrial products.
I drunk a glass of apple juice and then I had another espresso because I wasn't very awake yet!
At the half past ten, I went out, I walked for fifteen minutes in the direction of Pigneto. Pigneto is a nice district of Rome and I knew that, on the last sunday of the month, there is the vintage marketplace. But when I arrived on Pigneto street I found nothing (We don't use double negatives in the same way in English. You can say "I found nothing" or "Didn't find anything") There wasn't any stands.
So I thought I had the wrong day, perhaps the marketplace is on the third Sunday of the month! Or Saturday? I don't know!
I hadn't lost my joy for the fantastic sunny day and so, I went to a friend's house in the same street.
My friend's name is Sandra, a very nice girl.
I talked with her about her moving house, she and her boyfriend are leaving the flat where they live now and they are going to live in another district in a bigger house with Giorgio, our friend.
Afterwards, we went out and we went to Necci, a typical italian coffee bar in the Pigneto's heart. We had an orange juice and smoked a cigarettes together while we talked about afternoon programmes.

This was excellent and perfectly understandable. Any corrections I have made were either minor spelling corrections or to help it flow slightly better. You should be very proud of this! :)

Fantastico Paola! Diaspace per il marcarto.

A quiet morning in Rome

Today, I wake woke up at nine o'clock. I had a nice breackfast with a coffe coffee, a piece of bread with homemade marmelade of chinese tangerin. (Here, in Italy we call so the little oval tangerin but i don't know the real scientific name)
I ate also two homemade biscuits. My boyfriend's mum prepared me thees these fantastic biscuits with integral floor (flour?) and little sugar. I love it and I think it is very healthy to eat this kind of biscuits and not other industrial products.
I drunk a glass of apple juice and so, I take another coffee espresso because I wasn't very awake, yet!
At the half past ten, I went out, I walked for fifthteen minutes in Pigneto direction. Pigneto is a nice district of Rome and I knew, on the last sunday of the month there is the vintage marketplace. But when I arrived on Pigneto street I didn't find nothing. There wasn't stands.
So I thought I got the wrong day, perhaps the marketplace is in the third sunday of the month! Or saturday? I don't know!
I haven't lost my joy for the fantastic sunny day and so, I went to a friend's house in the same street.
My friend's name is Sandra, a very nice girl.
I talked with her about her change of house, Sandra and her boyfriend are leaving the flat where they live now and they are going to live in another district in a more big house with Giorgio, our friend.
So we went out and we went to Necci, a typical italian coffee bar in the Pigneto's heart. We taked (took) drank an orange juice and we smoked  a cigarettes together while we talked about afternoon programs.