...::: A Shaft to the Uncharted Territories (Opening The Multi Language Version):::...
This is my renewal era of conducting my own blog to a differing spot. Abroad from the country parental hoosegow where my posts and many of my so called friends use to hang, i gonna get a runaway, as a little of fresh air is needed, afar from the Holy Inquisition and mind snatching, both so very a clue to understand main spaniards’ thinking, writing and blogs’ unidirectional misuse.
So that here i am, and unwilling to left my true LJ friends appart - that i do not as far as they are so capable to follow this new path after me, and any way they know who they are, i jump out the ESP bus definitely, or at least for a good lapse of may be elapsed time.
It doesnt mean i will stop referring to my friends, countrymen and all the amount of severe diatribes i keep running out in my alle gegen alle way of battling the mean and evil - as im the good guy, it must be clear from the first - but i just dont want to stay soloing in the hutch, as im not the lonesome rider among the misty boina(boina is the national hat of peasants, the national catolicism perfect outfit) of evilish soil heritage unstoppable moaning.
And for the teachers soul that dwells into every one there goes some statements on my english, i wanna clear it up since now in forward: i work in a multi cultural environment, im done to speak english, to do things in this language and to live that way -if there is any specific way that concerns-. I’m not a weird Shakespeare drone, and many of my wrong ortography is fully intentioned, in order to makes things easier and more fluent than they usually comes to be when a spaniard - or whatever non english culture the speaker you want to fill it out with is from - begins an Angle chattalot like this one, isnt it clear?
And now lets go for the facts.
PS: I hold six invitations to gmail at your entire disposal, my comrades. If you want it, let me know and it'll be sent as soon as my shift permits it.
So that here i am, and unwilling to left my true LJ friends appart - that i do not as far as they are so capable to follow this new path after me, and any way they know who they are, i jump out the ESP bus definitely, or at least for a good lapse of may be elapsed time.
It doesnt mean i will stop referring to my friends, countrymen and all the amount of severe diatribes i keep running out in my alle gegen alle way of battling the mean and evil - as im the good guy, it must be clear from the first - but i just dont want to stay soloing in the hutch, as im not the lonesome rider among the misty boina(boina is the national hat of peasants, the national catolicism perfect outfit) of evilish soil heritage unstoppable moaning.
And for the teachers soul that dwells into every one there goes some statements on my english, i wanna clear it up since now in forward: i work in a multi cultural environment, im done to speak english, to do things in this language and to live that way -if there is any specific way that concerns-. I’m not a weird Shakespeare drone, and many of my wrong ortography is fully intentioned, in order to makes things easier and more fluent than they usually comes to be when a spaniard - or whatever non english culture the speaker you want to fill it out with is from - begins an Angle chattalot like this one, isnt it clear?
And now lets go for the facts.
PS: I hold six invitations to gmail at your entire disposal, my comrades. If you want it, let me know and it'll be sent as soon as my shift permits it.