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Yay!! First post EVAH! Like ever ever!! I mean really ever ever ever!
Ok, that's enough, it's starting to get kind of sad. So, this is the first post, and I'm really hoping it won't be the last but you know, things happen, you'll never really know... I digress. I was sayin', I hope this won't be my last post, and I'll try to gather the strenght to write something from time to time. Right now I'm working on a fanfiction. Needless to say, it kind of sucks. A lot. An awful lot to be honest. But I'm trying my best. Yeah, I'm serious Giulia, now swallow that grin, thanks. I should also notify to you all that my English pretty much sucks in terms of grammar, syntax and hortography. Basically it sucks, period. But I'm reading Austen and Saki and Stoker right now and I really hope it will help me somehow. I noticed reading Saki that English is full of amazingly musical words. It's astonishing how melodious this language is. It's fast, outright and yet gracious. Ovidius would say it has eloquence, brevitas and doctrina. I'm very much in love with him -maybe I should say it but I find the masculine pronoun to be more appropriate - and I'd like to acquire complete mastery of the language... Wich means I have to read, read and read. Not that I mind it, especially since I discovered some extremely pleasant fanfiction authors. I'll admit, for a long time I was wrongly persuaded that fanfictions as a genre were meant to be badly written, but then I stumbled into the likes of kamexkame and sevenswells who not only happen to be truly creative, but also have an exquisite taste in choosing words, shaping phrases and consequently stories. Go read their works now. Amazing plots and hot guys involved in raw sex half of the time. Great stuff.
So, for the first post I'll say NOT BAD, not bad at all. It's way longer than I expected.
Oh, by the way, I just discovered that Uruha -FYI The GazettE's lead guitar- has a Porche Cayenne. Yeah, he's da real pimp, and I feel a whole new respect towards him. Now if he was so kind as to marry me and allow me to end my days in
unbridled luxury, it wouldn't be half bad.... So what? With make-up he makes a sexier woman than I do BY FAR, but I'm still better than that chick he used to fuck. Ex-bitches please step to the left, I want my SUV.
Ok, that's enough, it's starting to get kind of sad. So, this is the first post, and I'm really hoping it won't be the last but you know, things happen, you'll never really know... I digress. I was sayin', I hope this won't be my last post, and I'll try to gather the strenght to write something from time to time. Right now I'm working on a fanfiction. Needless to say, it kind of sucks. A lot. An awful lot to be honest. But I'm trying my best. Yeah, I'm serious Giulia, now swallow that grin, thanks. I should also notify to you all that my English pretty much sucks in terms of grammar, syntax and hortography. Basically it sucks, period. But I'm reading Austen and Saki and Stoker right now and I really hope it will help me somehow. I noticed reading Saki that English is full of amazingly musical words. It's astonishing how melodious this language is. It's fast, outright and yet gracious. Ovidius would say it has eloquence, brevitas and doctrina. I'm very much in love with him -maybe I should say it but I find the masculine pronoun to be more appropriate - and I'd like to acquire complete mastery of the language... Wich means I have to read, read and read. Not that I mind it, especially since I discovered some extremely pleasant fanfiction authors. I'll admit, for a long time I was wrongly persuaded that fanfictions as a genre were meant to be badly written, but then I stumbled into the likes of kamexkame and sevenswells who not only happen to be truly creative, but also have an exquisite taste in choosing words, shaping phrases and consequently stories. Go read their works now. Amazing plots and hot guys involved in raw sex half of the time. Great stuff.
So, for the first post I'll say NOT BAD, not bad at all. It's way longer than I expected.
Oh, by the way, I just discovered that Uruha -FYI The GazettE's lead guitar- has a Porche Cayenne. Yeah, he's da real pimp, and I feel a whole new respect towards him. Now if he was so kind as to marry me and allow me to end my days in
unbridled luxury, it wouldn't be half bad.... So what? With make-up he makes a sexier woman than I do BY FAR, but I'm still better than that chick he used to fuck. Ex-bitches please step to the left, I want my SUV.