me sitting at the bus stop for 30 seconds: where the bus

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me sitting at the bus stop for 30 seconds: where the bus
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Deanne Cheuk
Learning a language that doesn’t use the same writing system as your native one is so fun because they change the font and you’re doomed
I had a penpal from Greece in high school. She had the neatest handwriting ever. She taught me a bunch of basic stuff, and it got to the point that we’d write our letters almost exclusively in Greek (a big deal, as this was before Google Translate was even a thing).
Cut to junior year of college. I took Classical Greek as part of my degree, and I was feeling like I had a leg up over my classmates, whose Greek handwriting looked like kindergarten chicken scratch, while mine was smooth and quick. I turned in my first assignment feeling pretty damn proud of myself.
About three assignments later, my professor pulled me aside with the goofiest look on his face…
“I appreciate the effort, but…”
You remember that phase I think all little girls go through in middle school/junior high? Where we have swirly tails on our G’s or our Y’s get all swoopy, or we dot all our I’s with little hearts?
Yeah…
Turns out, all the perfect little flourishes I’d been putting on my letters were not, in fact, part of the letters at all. My penpal had just still been in that phase when she taught me the alphabet!
some examples of printed vs. handwritten, and handwritten variability
chinese:
korean:
russian:
greek:
chinese calligraphy
chinese doctor’s prescription
decoded
n ofc there’s the infamous russian cursive
My eyes, my EYES!!! * screams *
I write in Russian cursive when I’m trying to check if my pen has ink
To be fair ususally Russian cursive isn’t THAT bad - it can be pretty squiggly but it’s not impossible to read; writing it on the other hand is something I’ve completely, completely given up on since there’s just so many fucking rules
this scene from the goes wrong show where they cast two different people as the head and hunky, semi-nude body of the same character during a live theatre production haunts my every waking moment
Now THIS is physical comedy
the worst part of public transport is when you have to find a point in space to stare at that could not be mistaken as staring at anyone
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Valais Blacknose Sheep from Switzerland
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When you can see their faces they are very cute!
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