Or any black clothes. <3
It’s about the post “in which language you think”.
As you know, I speak English, Spanish -my native language- and Portuguese.
I studied English for 14 years, but I really don’t know how many of them were really productive. Because every year was the same, we started from the basics and never studied something really complicated. And now that I write English every day, I’ve found that many of the things the professors taught me are wrong, so in some way I’m still learning.
I think that’s the reason of why I still make derps. Actually few people notice them, and the persons who pick up my derps are the ones which I talk to all the time. So it’s something like the more you talk to me, the more you will notice my mistakes.
Then I entered college and studied Portuguese for 3 years, in that time I didn’t speak English. Now I think about it and I guess it was good, because I got tired of English and I needed to learn other language.
When I’m writing in English, most part of the time I think in English. But the problem is when I’m talking with someone or reading in Spanish, that’s the moment when I make derps because of literal translations.
Something funny happens when I write in Portuguese, if I don’t remember a word, I think it in English and I am like “Oh, Mary, you’re writing in Portuguese, forget about English”. I really don’t think in Spanish when I speak Portuguese.
And just like everyone here, sometimes I only remember a word in English and not in Spanish. Which is pretty strange, because I study literature and I have a big vocabulary.
My mind it’s a mess…
Years ago, I was obsessed with twitter. Principally because Mao and Shinji have their accounts, so I spent hours reading their tweets.
I met wonderful persons on twitter, just to mention Ali and Lita.
Let me share some of the best things that happened me while I used twitter 24/7.
How many kids do you want to have?
Because they won’t be alone in the world, if something happens, at least they will have each other.
Also I think in my own childhood, I can’t imagine it without my brother, because you have someone to play with.
Of course there are moments where you “hate” your siblings, but it’s a different connection.
If I had more than two babies, it’s ok, they are welcome -of course I won’t have 6 kids-.
I want two babies and that’s a fact.
Fact number 91.