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Weddings, anyone?
So, I had to attend this little wedding in the family. The bride is a second cousin I'd never met until the wedding day: "…and she's your cousin from… " *cue toothy grin* And it's highly probable that I'll never meet her again in the future, but after all, she's a member of the family, and isn't it my duty to attend weddings in the family? *headdesk*
The train trip was relatively uneventful, except for the cute little boy (he couldn't be more than five) who insisted on running around the train without his pants on, much to the consternation of his poor mother. *g*
Now, I don't mind 'uneventful' when it comes to train trips, but I can't say the same about weddings. Unfortunately, that's exactly what it was – borring. After being introduced to the bride, I realised that I had absolutely nothing to do except to roam around the premises and stuff myself with food (which I did), occasionally bumping into my sister to say, "I fucking hate weddings". I also spent a considerable part of the evening ducking family members who took every opportunity to pounce on me, gushing, "Oh, aren't you all grown up! So tall! And looking just like your mother!" Not to mention the favourite, "When you get married…" *rolls eyes* I do love my family, but sometimes… But the food was good. I ate. A lot.
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I've missed fandom (almost three days!), but looks like nothing interesting has been happening. No new fics (that I care about), no new chapters (at least, not the stories I've been reading), no new flamewars – nothing! Thankfully, the HP folks haven't been soinactive lazy, and there are quite a few fics that I need to catch up on, and some discussions I'd love to join.
Meanwhile, read this: How To Write Poor English. It's amusing. Read the comments with hilarious translation stories. Although, I'm sure I could tell you funnier stories than that. *g*
One thing that the author didn't mention was that, if you really want to be accurate, you'd have to know a little bit about the speech patterns of the native language of your character. Or at least, ask someone who does know. Because, a Frenchman wouldn't speak English the way a Russian does (and I'm talking about those who aren't fluent in English).
The train trip was relatively uneventful, except for the cute little boy (he couldn't be more than five) who insisted on running around the train without his pants on, much to the consternation of his poor mother. *g*
Now, I don't mind 'uneventful' when it comes to train trips, but I can't say the same about weddings. Unfortunately, that's exactly what it was – borring. After being introduced to the bride, I realised that I had absolutely nothing to do except to roam around the premises and stuff myself with food (which I did), occasionally bumping into my sister to say, "I fucking hate weddings". I also spent a considerable part of the evening ducking family members who took every opportunity to pounce on me, gushing, "Oh, aren't you all grown up! So tall! And looking just like your mother!" Not to mention the favourite, "When you get married…" *rolls eyes* I do love my family, but sometimes… But the food was good. I ate. A lot.
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I've missed fandom (almost three days!), but looks like nothing interesting has been happening. No new fics (that I care about), no new chapters (at least, not the stories I've been reading), no new flamewars – nothing! Thankfully, the HP folks haven't been so
Meanwhile, read this: How To Write Poor English. It's amusing. Read the comments with hilarious translation stories. Although, I'm sure I could tell you funnier stories than that. *g*
One thing that the author didn't mention was that, if you really want to be accurate, you'd have to know a little bit about the speech patterns of the native language of your character. Or at least, ask someone who does know. Because, a Frenchman wouldn't speak English the way a Russian does (and I'm talking about those who aren't fluent in English).
No complaining...
I also spent a considerable part of the evening ducking family members who took every opportunity to pounce on me, gushing, "Oh, aren't you all grown up! So tall! And looking just like your mother!" Not to mention the favourite, "When you get married…" *rolls eyes* I do love my family, but sometimes...
lolol, oh that's nothing! It's the uncomfortably earnest inquiries into one's "love life" by the favorite Aunt and the variety of other busybodies that get me. There's nothing like a sixty-year-old woman you've known your whole life asking if you're getting any, not in so many words of course. *g*
Loved the translation thing, btw.
Well...
lolol, oh that's nothing! It's the uncomfortably earnest inquiries into one's "love life" by the favorite Aunt and the variety of other busybodies that get me. There's nothing like a sixty-year-old woman you've known your whole life asking if you're getting any, not in so many words of course. *g*
Hahaha! Mine usually begin with,"So, um, have you been seeing anyone lately?", followed by an earnest lecture about how one must be careful about picking the right man and staying away from the bad ones. *g*
Swatkat