Japanese – 022
I started to see the world in Katakana.
I started to see the world in Katakana.
Not so easy.
Imagine that a bird flies over, and bombs away most of your life. After a while these same people return to you and say ‘yeah but we had to do that, because we read Freud’. Get real. And for your info: I do not think of my mother when I’m…
Katakana until death us parts.
Katakana only, in a fairly relaxed pace this time.
No idea what to think of this.
A bit of a disaster.
No. It’s not about the tone of someone’s voice. It’s about the tone in which something is said by a group of someone, which can be close to anything. Hence, me quickly getting a headache when in NL. There are many very superior people over there, trust me on that….
…then I mean irreparable. So don’t come up with more therapy, or whatever you want to call that freakshow. Well just in between, it’s pretty obvious how the interactions between me and anything that remotely resembles chess world will be (and largely already had become anyway). Permabans. If you don’t…
Looking good folks: