English Critique

I discovered that writing could be just as difficult in an elegant writer's office as in a crowded small apartment.  I had many critics throughout the course of my life. They come along and judge : appearance, behavior, friends , attitude, intelligence but the worst of all English.

I always have great faith in my English literacy skills however I was proven wrong countless time. It saddens me and my mistake keep repeating itself. That I wonder if I am trying hard to improve my skills?

Sadly, the most common mistake is the deadliest. My pet peeve in English is the almighty TENSES!

I abhor it so much that all my fellow readers probably notice the incorrect grammar throughout my posts. No matter how much I pay for tuition or classes for English. It keeps popping up that marks my failure as an English student.


Well, I want to say I wish for critics to post a comment. I do want to learn and improve and not let anyone suffer through my terrible grammar :D

Anorexia is the new in

To all the girls that think you’re fat because you’re not a size zero, you’re the beautiful one, its society who’s ugly.- Marilyn Monroe

I have been called fat, weirdo, cold, different etc. I have reason to believe, people are never happy no matter what when it comes to self image. I do not get why people spend thousand of dollars just getting plastic surgery and makeup. 

Is it so hard to understand, that being skinny does not mean you are beautiful. There are two types of beauty: inner and outer. I'm horrified of what I am hearing in my circle of friends. Friends that are beautiful in each of their respect, but no matter what, they always whine and complain of their "faults". 

Who cares you are somehow fat, skinny, curvy, a freaking stick. It is our life to live. Do not let people label us-ridicule us, for you are the most beautiful person- and I vouch those people bullying you are just self conscious of them self too. 

You are beautiful.

Once upon a December- Russian

 The past months had been an emotional rollercoaster ride. I had wandered aimlessly in my study of music. Everything that I believed, learned abandon me. The creativative that I always inspired me, dissapered into thin air. I had loss the only joy I ever felt but fear not . The country that I ished to be part of, saved me and rekindle the fire that got extinguised. It showed m

The childhood that I dreamt, this was the song that I felt in love with and to muse of the past I did. I present you Once upon a December Russian version of the song and the mother of my motivation. 

Cyrillic

Как узор на окне

Снова прошлое рядом                               

Photographer: Shannon Evans

Кто-то пел песню мне

В зимний вечер когда-то

Словно в прошлом ожило.

Чьих-то бережных рук тепло.

Вальс изысканных гостей.

И бег лихих коней.

Вальс кружил и нёс меня.

Словно в сказку свою маня.

Первый бал и первый вальс.

Звучат во мне сейчас.

Зеркала в янтаре.

Мой восторг отражают.

Кто-то пел на заре.

Дом родной покидая.

Будешь ты в декабре.

Вновь со мной, дорогая.

( To people that can't read cryllic)

Kak uzor na okne

Snova proshloe ryadom

Kto-to pel pesnyu mne

V zimnii vecher kogda-to

Slovno v proshlom ozhilo.

Ch'ih-to berezhnyh ruk teplo.

Val's izyskannyh gostei.

I beg lihih konei.

Val's kruzhil i nes menya.

Slovno v skazku svoyu manya.

Pervyi bal i pervyi val's.

Zvuchat vo mne seichas.

Zerkala v yantare.

Moi vostorg otrazhayut.

Kto-to pel na zare.

Dom rodnoi pokidaya.

4 truth you will encounter

When things get tough, stay strong. Don't lose hope, even if people give
                                  up on

                                                   you.

 Some things just happen, join the ride if you think it mght be fun but when things get dangerous.

Out yourself, fight. Don't let it suck you in or what you might find is just a lonely figure with the feeling of helplessness.

 There's never a straight-forward road. It takes many turns, back-tracking to find the right

route.But when you reach your destination it worth it for all

the hardship you've been through.

 You are your own master. You have the power to do whatever you please, to  do good or evil. To spread wisdom or idiotic laughter through people. For life is just a grand invisible stage where you are the star. To shine on the stage or the creator in the background.