#grammer

[typhlonectes]

[theres-an-endless-starry-sky]

fuck grammar help

which is correct????

"He didn't doubt that X wasn't strong enough to carry him" "He didn't doubt that X was strong enough to carry him" I want "he" to NOT DOUBT X, he thinks X is strong enough

[actuallysyrie]

I was debating with myself at 1 am, and I need answers

[batfamfiction]

This gif resonates with me as a Autistic person. It is so hard writing emails and talking to people, being so direct with everyone. I have to translate everything I am about to say in either a professional or kind or helpful tone. Sometimes I just want to skip that step or worse I unintentionally skip that step.

[sportsandlaughs]

[ilikelookingatthings]

I NEED TO SCREAM INTO THE VOID.

I am in a pickle of my own making! I have over 1000 tabs open on my computer because I kept opening new windows and forgetting the previous windows. Most of these tabs are fanfiction. My computer is slow as all get out because of all the tabs so I can't bounce between them to get to all the oneshots. There are so many that the windows don't show as pictures and the only way to scroll to tabs is to have all the tabs on the side instead of at the top.

So I've been meticulously going through each tab to try to finish a window to then start again in the next window.

But not ONLY are a majority of the tabs fanfictions...many are multi-chapter.

But my ONLY hobby right now(aside from making earrings out if beads so I can get rid of my beads) is writing comments on fanfictions....so my pace is slowed down EVEN MORE because I am SHIT at summarizing my thoughts in a short ans sweet manner!

I write my comments to process and get out every thought I can on the fanfiction currently in my sights so I won't be lingering on it for months mentally. The good, the bad, the 'this part doesn't make sense logically with what you set up but COULD WORK if you adjust this part a smidge so we can enjoy your brilliant lines over here', the ooooh my God I'm terrified I'm having so much fun reading this, amd of my God this is infuriating and I hate it but I live it write more!

My computer bounces between being able to spell properly and skipping letters and the spell check takes so long to do because I write so much!!! And then I need to check tone of my comment because what if I wrote out all my thoughts and didn't realize my love and appreciation didn't get through where people might take it as critique or hurtful because I didn't get my feeling across properly.

So I need to double check! Because I don't want to accidentally discourage someone who's fic I cared enough about to read through! I'll want more fanfics after all!!!

But I also need to get through the fanfics as quickly as possible and I write alot quickly and I need to get my thoughts out of my head as soon as possible so I can go to the next fanfiction!

But then I have such good taste and the writers are so great I get sucked in again! And if I'm not careful I'll write a comment for every chapter!!!

I spent TWO DAYS going through a 20 chapter fanfic! Just to delete ONE TAB! I can't even sort the tabs by oneshots! I have to go tab by tab in this window to get through the window or risk the computer rebooting and reopening or opening copys of windows!!!! And I can't pin point all the copy windows cuz some windows have fanfics from the other windows!

And then I thought! Hey no one really CARES if I comment right? I can just skip one or two! But not only does my brain say no! that fanfic didn't have any comments!!! which was a travesty because the fic was so good and needs to be appreciated! So I needed to write one! And THEN apparently people recognized that I commented on almost every fanfiction I've read and noticed I'm BACK because I took hiatus for so long due to lent! I don't eve have any writing of my own and somehow people noticed?

AND WRITERS apparently appreciate them so I get all warm and fuzzy! Whoch gives me energy to comment more!

But I still have a ridiculous amount of tabs and I made a deal with myself I can't scroll on tumblr or YouTube for too long on my phone until I get through ALL of them! Because that risks me making MORE comments because it's not just fanfictions I process that way!!!

There are tabs from at least 3 years ago!!!! And that's not even adressing when I AM done I plan on getting through my bookmarks because they are separate!!!! And how when I read a fic from one Fandom I get the erge to look for MORE!

I've got myself opening up new tabs at least 3 times! Luckily stopping myself from diving further in. Commenting on those fanfictions and closing the tabs quickly. But still!!!!

And that's not even adressing tge fanfic purges that happen so what if one of the five I was reading got taken down so I'll never know the ending? Or when my tabs refresh so the comment I spent 15 minutes writing disappeared!!!! I can type very quickly and my reading comprehension are high. I wrote past the archive comment limit within 2 minutes once so I thought this would be faster!

Am I my own worst enemy?! I can't just give up now! But there are so many!!!! And something tells me most won't be one shots! But even just the one shots can be worth multiple comments!

Its how I process! My sister can only take so much of ne talking at her about characters and Fandom she isn't in!!! And my prize at the end are more fanfictions I'm not letting myself read til I finish all of these!

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Why do I DO this to myself!!!!!

[wisteria-lodge]

oh my god I hate Grammarly.

I HATE it. the free version just red pens your whole thing but DOESN'T tell you how to fix it. just says "passive voice" and "word choice" and "verb tense" which sure I know how to fix, but I'm an english teacher. I'm not a student insecure about their writing ability or someone learning english as a second language, which is who they market to.

(and then in order to get the actual fixes you need to pay for premium, which is just so shady. 'Let us tell you how much you suck at writing, then you'll HAVE to buy our product.')

And its AI is just not good enough to do what it markets itself as doing. Like the word choice corrector? what the hell. It doesn't like "a huge piece of evidence" but it does like "a vast piece of evidence." Vast and Huge mean DIFFERENT THINGS. that is NOT HOW YOU USE VAST.

the free grammar/typo checker on freakin google docs is better.

[koryokuu]

Celestia Ludenburg Headcanons

-If you hear her real laugh she does a little snort.

-Once at a casino and got drunk, and that was her first loss.

-She collects multiple forms of cards (pokemon,baseball,valuables,etc.).

-Asexual Lesbian.

-She dislikes manga.

-Her favourite letter is 'M'.

-Always corrects Naegi and Aoi when they call white or black a colour (it's a shade you uncultured swine).

-The beginning of her addiction began because she won a bet and got 400 yen.

-She uses very good grammer when texting.

-Very bad at understanding jokes.

[sol-draws-sometimes]

Fun little Spanish Quirk!

Idk if there's any official rule of this but this is a rule I realized existed a couple of years ago and I want to share it with ya'll!

Okay so you may or may not know that in Spanish, to minimize a word, you add "ito/a" at the end of a word.

For example:

Perro= Perrito

Carro= Carrito

Rápido= Rapidito

Silla= Sillita

Casa= Casita

Sometimes you add "cito" so that it sounds nicer:

Cafe= cafecito

However, some people will add "ico" instead of ito, and I realized it follows this rule:

If the constant of the last syllable contains a 't', then you can use "ico/a"

For example:

Pato=Patico

Gato=Gatico

Caliente=Calientico

The only mainstream(at least to Cubans) example I can think of is Jose Martin's poem, Los Zapaticos de Rosa. (which if you haven't read please do! This website has it in English and Spanish. Just be aware the title is better translated as "the little pink shoes")

Some examples of when it DOESN'T work:

Casa≠Casica

Silla≠Sillica

Carro≠carrico

(At least to my ears these sound wrong)

However, apparently people say "perrico," which sounds weird to me, but I saw some backing for it. So idk if it's a hard and fast rule. With that said, I'm pretty sure the "t rule" applies pretty well to most words!

Also, I googled while writing this and forgot there are other diminutives people use, so you can have it properly explained in this article! (also just explains the diminutive rule more eloquently)

So yah, if you Speak/teach Spanish tell me if this checks out or not! And if you're learning Spanish, dw about using it, just stick to the OG rule if it confuses you. This isn't something someone sat down and taught me. It's something I do instinctively and reversed engineered a rule for it afterwards.

Sources! (I ended up googling to get example words/word things better) ⬇️

Quora thread, I used Damain C.Dol's cafecito example and they reminded me of "cito"

Used some of the examples in this article

Quora mentioned perrico(Katja Kaila)

Other Quora perrico mention(Juan Carlos Martin)

[haleyrose19]

Can I have you honest opinion of a script I am writing

The Heart Of A Middle Schooler

Actress: Narrator/Future Middle Schooler Actor: Middle Schooler & Counselor * On The Bus *

Narrator: There I am, Middle School me. So fragile, you may as well stick a “Fragile” sticker on me. Everyone used to tell me how sweet and caring I was to EVERYONE around me. Yet, the funny thing is, no one ever returned that feeling EXCEPT my family, well… kinda. They had good intentions but they weren't the best at showing it. I find it fascinating how I could have been around so many people at one time, yet still feel so alone.

Possible Intro *

Actress: Hi, Im _ and I play the future Middle Schooler

Actor: And I'm __ and I play the Middle Schooler and the counselor

Actress: The Heart Of A Middle Schooler

Actor: By Haley Marstein and Travis Strecker.

Narrator: I wasn't the “Coolest “ Person in school, quite the opposite really. I wasn't an outcast. To be an outcast, people would have to know you exist. I didn't stand out among the crowd and didn't talk much until I was with my friends. My friends couldn't quiet me down no matter how hard they tried. Looking back on it, I realize how hard they really tried…

*Actor Stomps foot on the ground *

Narrator: People started making fun of me because I had put on a few pounds. After a while of bullying from others I started wearing a coat or a heavy sweatshirt everyday to school. I did this because I realized if I wore a coat or a baggy sweatshirt that it would hide my size. People started making fun of me because I wore a coat to school everyday, but I just shrugged it off as nothing because “at least I'm not being bullied about my weight.” I had to take the lesser of two evils in this scenario. The bullying had gotten so bad that I would go home and cry about it every night. No matter how I acted nothing would change, I finally reached out to the counselor in desperation.

Middle Schooler: I have been getting bullied quite a lot the past few months. And whenever I go home, those thoughts just sit on my shoulders. No matter how hard I try I can't seem to escape this loop. I am sinking further and deeper into something dark and terrifying.

Narrator: As I was sitting in the Counselor's Office I felt my body tense up, I felt my heart beat accelerate at a concerning rate. “What was this feeling? Was it normal? Was my heart rate supposed to be this fast, No… This isn't normal.” I needed someone to pull me out of my spiral, I was sinking at an exponential rate. And all I heard was:

Counselor: What could YOU have done to possibly provoke them to do such a thing?

Narrator: What could I have done to provoke THEM to HARASS ME! Somehow I didn't scream, I calmly replied;

Middle Schooler: I… I don't know…

Narrator: As tears are streaming down my face, the counselor who apparently can't pick up on social cues says this;

Counselor: Well, Maybe you should have thought about that before you came in here… Now that THIS is cleared up. Is there something else you needed from me?

Narrator: I reply with tears draining from my eyes, so much that I couldn't even reply properly;

Middle Schooler: N-No…

Narrator: I got up and left. Give her the “counselor of the year” award. Anyway, after feeling like an unwanted doll, who just got thrown in the trash compactor. She kicked me out of her office with tears pouring down my face. I had to walk down the hallway looking like I just finished smoking the devils lettuce. That's when a few kids got sent to the hallway, kids I knew, and all they did was stare at me as I did what I liked to call “the walk of shame.” I know what you're thinking, yes, this “Walk of Shame” happened so regularly that I named it. Despite having my trust in an adult shatter, I kept going back to her. I know, I wasn't the brightest bulb in the shed. To add salt to the wound, everytime I told her anything she would immediately call my parents after I kept telling her;

Middle Schooler: The only way I am gonna talk to you is if you PROMISE not to tell ANYONE ANYTHING you hear today.

Narrator: and she would always say;

Counselor: I promise I won't tell anyone anything unless it deeply concerns me.

Narrator: Which of course I would always believe her because, I mean she's an adult, they wouldn't lie to me? Right? But then she would call my parents and I would go back to the walk of shame. After school I would go home and get “talked” to about how these feelings aren't normal and that I shouldn't have these problems because I'm quote on quote “too young.” After being “talked to '', I would go to my room and panic, because if these feelings aren't good and normal, was I crazy? Turns out, I wasn't crazy! These feelings are normal, but at the time how was I supposed to know that? After a few hours of thinking I was clinically insane and worrying about how and when my parents are going to ship me to a mental hospital, I would break and begin sobbing even harder than I thought was humanly possible. That's when I started to write, write so many letters about so many different topics, They would read:

Middle Schooler: Dear Mother and Father, I am sorry, but I apparently have not been succeeding at the task at hand. I have decided for you that I will no longer cause you such melancholy. I understand that these feelings that I feel wont and never will be normal. I am sorry for not knowing how to harness my despair. With deepest remorse, Travis.

Narrator: I did write like that, I swear.

Future middle schooler: Meanwhile Travis Was Going Through All Of That…

Narrator 2: That is me. I look so frail. My life has not been… easy. I used to come home from school and bury myself in my homework hoping my efforts would one day impress my parents enough for them to look at me the same way the day they would look at my sister.

Future Middle school: Mom? Dad? Look, I got a B- on my spelling test. Aren’t you proud?

Narrator 2: They were never proud. Never. I would never impress them at parent teacher conferences. They would get disappointed by my B average grades but they would ask my sister's teachers and ask them ‘Is she going to be a doctor?’

Future Middle school: I can be doctor

Narrator 2: I confess my sins to you in hopes you would understand but I feel you don’t entirely understand. I would cry myself to sleep after trying to make my parents proud, bearing the weight of being there and being let down, their mistake. I would try so hard to make them proud I ended up teaching myself how to cook so that they would not have to work and deal with my siblings when they finished their hard day of work. However it was never good enough even after I would burn myself by accident to make them meals and yet they were never proud.

Future Middle schooler: Aren’t you proud?

Narrator 2: On top of it all I would go to school afraid that if I step wrong or breathe funny my friends would leave. No matter what I would do I would fear they would leave and eventually they did. Then I was alone. I wish I could take back whatever it was that made them leave but it didn’t matter they weren’t coming back. I disappointed them too. I still cry knowing they never wanted me ever. I was just a MISTAKE.

Future Middle Schooler: Aren’t you proud?

Narrator 2: I know now my feelings were not normal and they would never be proud only ever disappointed in me. I am a failure. A mistake.

[sorrowfulwill]

I Like how when I clearly have horrible grammer and spell shit wrong no one cares because it’s me

[mongeesemeese]

Google, what are you doing, sweetheart?

[m0od]

[oceanera12]

Ah yes, Grammerly. That was definitely the word I misspelled.