Monday, February 28, 2005

pawel!

I love my penpal...yay. --

Oh, Meredith, my English teacher gave out corrected tests today. I got 4 (like B) and I'm not happy with that mark. I spent a few hours the day before the test to learn by heart all vocabulary, idioms, phrasal verbs and collocations, and don't know why I made so many mistakes. English is a crazy language for me. It has so many paradoxes, eg. quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square. There's no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England, nor French fries in France. I doubt that I will ever be able to speak English fluently....;-/ And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? If teachers taught, why didn't preacher praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If I wrote a letter, perhaps I bote my tongue? Doesn't it seem crazy that you fill in a form by filling it out and an alarm clock goes off by going on? Why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this e-mail, I end it????????? English is so awkward, isn't it?

Ha.
-Meredith