#and English

[luc3ks]

dude named michael and his friend dani who he does not have a crush on

he works at a 24/7 repair shop as a mechanic. night shifts obviously he is a vampire. little bit of a car freak. hot rodded his 1966 mustang. living (un)happily away from all his fam

she works at a gas station a block or two away from him. also has a second job I haven't decided on ..... she's working on getting back into school, trying to get scholarships or offers to go to uni

they're the strugglers together

[steelthroat]

for the astrology ask game taurus, sagittarius aaand 9h ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

Hallooo!

Okkk let's see:

-Taurus: mhh sushi and pizza....but I love fruit more than anything. Especially that kind of super sweet grape used to make wine *smuah* and apples. And lemons, I love lemons.

Also jelly, it doesn't matter which kind of jelly I just love it a lot... God I want some jelly now whyyyyy

Hmm idk I love food it's one of the best pleasures in the world. So yeah idk I love all the food ✨️✨️ I will be the joy of your grandmas, I will never deny them.

- places I'd like to visit in the future:

Ireland and Scotland: please they're beautiful and so rich of history and things to see and the nature and and-

France: I love France a lot... and admitting this just made me lose my Italian citizenship. I also hate it for its politics and many other stuff... but God isn't it beautiful.

Mexico! I've wanted to go there since I was little! My parents went there for their honeymoon, I fell in love with it when I watched the "Beverly hills chihuahua" movie (you can laugh ahshfhfhfh) and the culture and places look so interesting and beautiful to me! And I know about all the problems etc but still a beautiful place that deserves to be seen and treasured imo

Japan: I am very curious about it. More than the cities I'd like to visit the countryside, the semi-forgotten spots, because I've seen some pictures and it's absolutely breathtaking.

Greece: THE HISTORY! THE ART! THE CULTURE! THE ISLAND WITH THE CATS! Please I could finally see all the things I studied/am studying!!!!

Spain: I'm going there just for "casa batllò" and anything touched by Gaudí, because my love for that man is endless.

Whatever place has more examples of brutalist architecture. I love brutalism. Talk to me about brutalism. Best architectural style ever and I'm dying on this hill.

9h- what languages would you like to learn

ALL OF THEM. No seriously, I love learning new languages and unlocking new thinking patterns (it comes with the package!!!). Atm I can speak fluently Italian and English and with a bit of practice also Spanish (I haven't practiced it for the last 2 years and I'm a bit rusty with the speaking, but reading and listening I'm fine).

But also I want to learn French and German, they're my top priorities.

If I get the occasion I'm going for Russian, Chinese and Japanese too! Haaaaah if I hadn't chosen Art (and writing) as my main passions I would have chosen to study Languages and Etymology!!

ALSO SIGN LANGUAGE (idk which one but the feeling is there)

[commanderry]

me: writes the most beautiful, poetic, sentence i have ever created

also me: writes “u” instead of “you”

[asktheahogesandblondes]

Помимо Миу, Шуичи также встречает Каэде и Кируми. Он оправдает себя или отвергнет, но это ЛОЖЬ.

Shuichi, admit that you are a womanizer

Shuichi:I have nothing to admit because I only love Miu and nobody else. I feel nothing Kaede and Kirumi.

Miu:Can we just enjoy our time together in peace? The other four don't get this shit sent at them.

[chanandler--boing]

When a man tells me to shut up but he knows more Ancient Greek words than me

[popcorn-plots]

me attempting to do homework:

[blonde-tori-spring555]

thought i was gonna have a shit day today lol

i was proven wrong, i got 88% on my science test

[tadbitsketch]

i wanna draw silly little guys doing silly little things but i have to do homework bc i am nothing if not a princess of procrastination

[burningstarfishqueen]

I misread lamb as lamp. I proceeded to spend a full minute trying to force ‘lamp’ to work there. It doesn’t sound long, but I read fast. Supposedly.

Of course it didn’t make sense. I learned in kindergarten that b, p, d, and q are somehow different letters and how to guess words based on context clues. Kindergarten.

It took me a. whole. minute.

It’s so obvious! If lamp is nonsensical and lamb fits neatly, knowing those words look identical in typeface should make everything clear. But nooo, I apparently can’t read.

[lnfopl]

So you English speaking fucks ever heard of dysorthography? No? How could that be?

It's not like your language is so orthographically fucked that there are no real rules to how orthography works in it.

Which in some Devil-pegged-God-and-then-birthed-this-fucked-up result it means that it's easier to be orthographically correct in it, because it forces me to remember every single word individually.

Still hating German tho to many rules and not having the luxury of a consistent spelling, like in Polish.

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[alivingtypo]

you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands

[victusinveritas]

[thesefallenembers]

the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.

if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.

[3liza]

https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead

Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.

“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.

And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.

Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.

“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.

Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.

“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”

Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.

By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.

“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.

The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.

“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.

The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.

But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.

The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.

When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.

Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.

Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.

“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.

But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.

The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.

The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.