London, 23rd FebruaryFive months.They are coming.Tomorrow.And I think now I can try to see the level of my English.But it's so strange, it is so hard.Sometimes speak is so easy, sometimes I have the words in my mouth and I can't talk.Sometimes I think in English, and is so cool, when I understand that I'm thought in English!Remember, few months ago, I dreamed about me and I was saying something in English!When I woke up, I was so happy when I realized that I have done.But the way is still so long, so hard, so difficult.Anyway, I'm trying to see Sex And the city and O.C., both in the original language.Sometimes I understand, and sometimes not.This fucking Londoners with their Cockney's accent.I know I should be more serious.But I'm so tired every day, my brain works all day.Yesterday, a French costumer said me that when I work I need to be happy, so the costumer will be happy.Bloody Hell! Who fuking is she to tell me this?!She didn't know me, she didn't know my life, she didn't know my problems.Nobody really knows what are my problems.I'm so shy to talk about this.It's my business, and doesn't matter.As well I know this is just a fucking post, with inside a lot of mistakes, but... fuck off.I've tried.
Five London's months tomorrow.
London, 23rd FebruaryFive months.They are coming.Tomorrow.And I think now I can try to see the level of my English.But it's so strange, it is so hard.Sometimes speak is so easy, sometimes I have the words in my mouth and I can't talk.Sometimes I think in English, and is so cool, when I understand that I'm thought in English!Remember, few months ago, I dreamed about me and I was saying something in English!When I woke up, I was so happy when I realized that I have done.But the way is still so long, so hard, so difficult.Anyway, I'm trying to see Sex And the city and O.C., both in the original language.Sometimes I understand, and sometimes not.This fucking Londoners with their Cockney's accent.I know I should be more serious.But I'm so tired every day, my brain works all day.Yesterday, a French costumer said me that when I work I need to be happy, so the costumer will be happy.Bloody Hell! Who fuking is she to tell me this?!She didn't know me, she didn't know my life, she didn't know my problems.Nobody really knows what are my problems.I'm so shy to talk about this.It's my business, and doesn't matter.As well I know this is just a fucking post, with inside a lot of mistakes, but... fuck off.I've tried.