At the first Religions and ethics class, our teacher asked us to write ourselves a letter. She have taken care of the letters, and none have opened them. Today, a year later, we receive the letters back so that we may see how much we have matured. I find my own thoughts (and grammar mistakes) at that time extremely amusing. And interesting I might add.
Listening: Younha – Best Friends
Reading: The Dark by Marianne Curley (Br. fantasy) – book II! Oh how captivating!
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Wow, vi også skrev noe sånt på ungdomsskolen men jeg tror aldri vi fikk det tilbake :p
Haha, men fint brev til deg selv! Jeg lo av slutten X3
Du syns din håndskrift sug? Oo
Jaja… noken setter høge standarder ja! :P
Og joda, religions-timene har alltid vore interessante. Enten har eg vore i klasser kor eg var den eineste som var interessert i å diskutere emnene, eller så var eg den eineste som framla motsatte synspunkter. Var alltid spennende :D
WOW, sort of a timecapsule?! XD
Yeah! It was really cool getting the letter back. I had totally forgotten about it!
Nå ble jeg litt forvirret. Er tittelen en lingvistisk spøk, eller har det bare gått litt fort i svingene?
Jeg må dessuten si meg enig med Morghus. Om du synes håndskriften din fortsatt er stygg, så skulle du sett min.
Håper du får en hyggelig 17. mai. :)
Skulle ønske jeg kunne si at det var en lingvistisk spøk, men nei, det var nok grammatisk feil så det suste! :D
Um. Øh. Jeg liker’n når jeg skriver sakte :D
Haha, så søtt. Du skriver fint! <3
i love how you can change languages so easily…… so jealous.hahah i’ve said it so many times to you! but still. so jealous. hahah
Funnily enough, for me the brain has no trouble switching languages. The issue’s with the mouth and tongue! It’s not used to the movements that english demands, so every damn time I have to “retrain” the muscles.
I was a guide for a bunch of ‘mericans, and after 6 hours I was finally done. I swear, I didn’t want to, couldn’t, talk for a half hour after, and the next my jaw was actually stiff and sore… >.<