Philosophical debates about languages

[Голливуд]

It's the PodMishki, excuse my language, messrs.

[А.М.]

Or maybe PalMs?

[Голливуд]

Do you shave your palms? Are you from Georgia?

[А.М.]

I said nothing about shaving my pm. Only about their dryness and warmth...

[Н.Ф.]

Порезвились жеребчики и хватит...

[Брэйв]

Yesterday I had experience of speaking english. And I understood that the speaking will be the most difficult barrier in my learning. It was awful. It was like... Do you remember old kitchens in old houses? There are armies of cockroaches in them. But when you turn on light noone is in the kitchen...
It is the same with my english words. There are some thoughts and words in my mind, but when i try to say... It's a desert...

How’s your communication practice going? I think you had absolutely normal start. If you have normal understanding when you read and watch the multimedia content, it’s time move to the next skill, I mean communication. Go to the Sharedtalk.com, there a lot of people from around the world make the same. They have absolutely different levels of skills, don’t worry, you’ll not be the worst student at there, feel free. There a native speakers and not only, it’s doesn’t matter, communicate with any people, do this every day, spend your day off, and evening when you come from the work, few times every day, you need talk a lot now. Do your best and all will be okey. Also don’t forget use your matrix, you need it now. Good luck.

[А.М.]

Thank you, Brave. (I think I wrote your nik correctly) Thank you, friends. So many kind, warm words... (about zherebchiki, especially... )
I'll do my best, and I hope all will be okey... (thanks, Brave, again)

[Голливуд]

So many kind, warm words... (about zherebchiki, especially... )

Yeah, when you read the book where N.F. ridicules the other people it was funny, huh? But when someday he makes the same whit you, it frustrates you, isn it? What i wanna say you, A.M., the problem is not you.

[А.М.]

But when someday he makes the same whit you, it frustrates you, isn it?

It doesn't frustrate. We just went away from the main idea...
Hollywood, take it easy.

[А.М.]

It's a desert...

I was wrong. It was not only desert. There was also a nail. Big rusty nail. Big rusty nail that passed through my brain, my tongue and didn't let me say anything even when I did know what I wanted to say.
I thank you!
It seems like a special tool which can help me to get rid of this...
Thank you again!

[Дерзкий Серхио]

You understand spoken language very well. It means you have a decent listening comprehension skill and a decent vocabulary. Using this vocabulary, expressing yourself and making your point is kind of another skill. Practice will do the job.

[А.М.]

You understand spoken language very well.

Thanks.

Practice will do the job.

Heh... It's clear enough. I just hoped the nail was not so big. I remember my first experience of writing. It was more easy...

[Дерзкий Серхио]

It's been a while since I posted my dreams here and now I want to tell you about the one I had this night. It's not funny but I hope to feel better after I tell you, guys. So you are kinda my doctors today. There's no need to respond. I'm pretty sure I'll feel better just because of telling you.

I lost my grandfather in the dream and the dream was very vivid. Well, actually it was not my grandpa. I mean I can't say "I saw my grandpa in the dream this night." because it was not him. It was kinda like a mere idea of grandfather, an abstraction. But I didn't realize it while I was dreaming. He was very, very old and weak and couldn't do on his own. He needed someone around him 24/7. That day I was taking him from one place in the city to another for some reasons and we didn't use the car, so it was subway and buses. At one point we decided to stop by at the park and take a short walk. He wanted it and I couldn't say no to him. We were walking down the path and I spotted something interesting. It was something totally not important but it took my attention for about one second or so and when I turned back to my grandpa there was nobody beside me. He just disappeared somehow. Then it was like two hours of running around the park asking people "Did you see a very old man here? He was alone!"

I panicked. I knew he can't find the way home without me and he has no money and can't even tell the address. Then I bumped into some kind of a medical center on the edge of the park. There was a cleaning guy there and I asked him without any hope (because it was too far from the place my grandpa got lost and because I was not sure the guy speaks Russian or English) "Is there any chance you saw a very old man here today? He was alone." The guy understood me perfectly, whatever the language I was speaking (not sure now whether the dream was in Russian or in English) and told me that they've found a lost old man today, gave him a meal and sent him to some hospital. Of course he didn't know what hospital they sent him to and all personnel of that center went home already, because it was late. Well, I grabbed him and made him call some number and took his phone and there was a girl on the other end of the line who couldn't understand what I want because I was speaking like a crazy person. That girl knew where to find my grandpa and after a few minutes of trying I was able to explain to her who I am and what I want from her. It turned out she can't tell me where is my grandpa because it's against some crazy rules and me calling her from that guy's phone is also against some crazy rules. Then she told me to stay where I am and wait.

After about half an hour she appeared with my grandpa and I was really happy I can see him again and he's all right. By the way, she had a very nice car. Some non-existent French model. And she was very beautiful. The girl, not the car. The car was just nice. And somehow she looked very familiar. Well, I said thank you very much to her and was going to walk away, but then I realized she's waiting for me to ask her out. She helped me not only because she's a good person but because she liked my voice on the phone. And she's single and very lonely. Such a beauty, such a good person and so lonely. That's just wrong. And again, there was something very familiar about her. Oddly familiar.

Then it struck me that my grandfather is long-dead and I'm in the past. I've time traveled don't know how many years to the past. That's why he's old and alive. That's why the girl is so familiar to me. She's my girlfriend, but in this year she's not aware of that. It's her long before we got acquainted. And that means I can ask her out and it's not cheating, right? Because it's her, not the other girl. I became very nervous. I'm kinda much older than her, though it seems to me she doesn't care about my age, but still... I'm not sure I can be entertaining enough for such a young girl. And what if the present her, the one from my time will get hurt because of me dating the younger her? What if she will see her as a different person? Well, then I'd better not ask her out but... But what if someone else will do that? This way I can lose her in my time. I'll return somehow to my own time only to find her married and not to me?

Well, I was trying to decide what would be the right thing to do in this situation when I woke up. Now I'm still under the impression of that dream. The girl was a real sunshine but the dream in overall was hard and exhausting. I really do miss the ones who left this world. And I wonder, would I be able to win the heart of my dear friend once again if there would be a need? I don't know, in a parallel world or in the afterlife or in some alternate timeline, whatever.

[Ользен]

As one will have called the board as it will sail

[Дерзкий Серхио]

Arrrgh! I hate teachers! They're too smart and ruin everything! I just learned that saying 'there were less than thirty people in the room' is incorrect and considered to be a serious mistake. Because I can't use 'less' with multiple countable.