I won't chronicle about this years teacher, but english in the past has caused my heart pain. I have always had trouble with the exceptions to the exceptions of the rules. I never get it right because there is no certain way to get it right. It makes me cry.
Why do you put the i before the e after the c except for some words? What if there were no exceptions to the rules? What if they were all exceptions to the rules? What if we all spoke another language? What if there were no hypothetical situations.
English still makes me cry. I remember my freshman year when I had to turn in a humorus essay. Oh the memories. I laughed over and over when I read it; however, that was not the case with my teacher or classmates. I made all the mistakes that could be made. In fact the only humorus part is looking back on this memory. I was humiliated even though no one knew I had written this catastrophe. But like all things, this did not last forever. I had been revealed and all the world had come crashing to an end. How would I survive.
You've probably read all my mistakes by now thinking this guy is hopeless. I am hopefully improving and I am enjoying my learning experience.
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Do you really cry when it comes to English? English is very tragic for you, isn't it? Hehe. Anyways, I'll see you later.
Very well written, if not somewhat erroneous. For one thing, your writing actually flows from one idea to the next, without having the reader jump over a ten-foot to get to the next point. Now that I have to leave comments on other people's blogs, I've come across one worth reading! (Among others to be politically correct) Keep it up!
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