I’ve been trying to learn English since I realised that languages were my ticket to the world. It was 2000 when I moved abroad to really live the language; I was 21 and my thirst for learning a new idiom was taking me across the Pond for the first time. I arrived in New York and using my broken English, I made it through passport control, answering all their questions and convincing them that I wasn’t there to do anything naughty. Continue reading
Since April, when I started this new blog, I’ve been thinking of a way to give it a different and original shape, to make it sexier and (if possible) a place where people would come to find useful tips for what they need.
In an era when even my hamster Facebooks, Twitters and has its own blog (it’s called “Running for Nothing”, check it out), I find it quite hard to find an original idea which would be also sexy and helpful. I ought to probably just stick to the type of I-write-about-everything-and-nothing blog, which at times can be interesting for readers, others it’s just a way to practise my typing skills. Continue reading