I've lived outside of Finland for over 5 years now. When I write long sentences in Finnish, In my head it sound unintelligent, with this sort of unnatural rhyme. Also, it takes me a long time to figure out if a word such as soccer is jalka pallo, jalka-pallo or jalkapallo. Then people think I'm still in middle-school, or " special".

Wednesday of this week, I'm doing a 20 minute oral presentation on the social and political backround of the poet Seamus Heaney, and how it reflects his work. I'm so nervous, even though I know my shit.

Lainaus:06.12.2004 jouman1 kirjoitti:
ofc , but why hell your math teacher says at you are not good in english?

He is bizarre

Lainaus:06.12.2004 Big-Mac kirjoitti:
I think that here have been topic like this before.

I have made one english topic, but the point of the topic was Tolkien.
Then some1 else made english topic, but with help of his/her's friend, and said he/she is from England or somethin like that.

bizzarre, again new word for me.
Did you know, that the Star Wars is ''american spaceweapon researchprogram''

At least 10 year old kids dont come to write here.
Thats the good thing.
sometimes it really pisses me of when someone makes about 5 topics in a minute

Lainaus:05.12.2004 Colonel1987 kirjoitti:
Our English teacher told us that the language one speaks, changes one's personality. For example, she said that she is totally different person when she speaks English, German or Finnish.

Anybody around here got the same feelings? I think I am a different person in Finnish than in English. In English, I talk much more nonsense and stuff that hasn't anything to do with my life.

Yeah, I've noticed that now when I'm in an international school. I'm a bit different than when I speak Finnish.

Now I feel like I have to whine to other people about their English

JKchina, I know that feeling. I also hate oral presentation, especially if I have to do it alone.

Now when we are speakin English, I could say that it is really important to speak English in English classes in a Finnish school. When I came to this English school, I couldn't speak English at all. I was good at writing, but it was hard to understand what people said, because we didn't speak that much in the school. So speak English in English classes.

A good thing about Peliplaneetta is that we have to use commas, colons, proper Finnish language and other stuff, so it keeps my finnish up.

E: some typos...

When I first arrived at an international school, I had learned English at a fifth grade level in Finland. At that time, our lessons were like "Jill runs. Jill runs fast. Jill runs faster". It only took a month or so to understand better what people around me were saying.

My younger sister has never been to a Finnish school. She's in fourth grade now, and she speaks and writes as well as someone originally from an english speaking country.

I dont' see the corrolation between a persons personality and the language he or she is speaking. I'm a total loser, It doensn't matter which language I speak in.

A full English topic eh´

Oh well I´ll give this a shot..

I used to live in Americas weiner in a small place called Newsmyrna beach near Daytona.
We moved when I was five or six, I didn´t know a word when we moved, but the thing that never fails to amaze me is how in gods name did I communicate with my friends ? and believe it or not, I actually went to kindergarden and after that skipped the 1st grade and went straight to 2nd and in the halfway of my school year I hear that I´m gonna get a lil´syster and my parents wanted her to have a Finnish nationality like every one else in the family...

Oh god my english sucks, I should propably start to do stuff in english again, maby that would help me and my crappyness

-EDIT-
Oh god...my text sounds like a english essay or something...oh well I´ll leave this so you guys can get some good laughs

Uhm, I don't see any difference in one's personality when speaking different languages. Oh well, granted, the Germans - maybe I should learn when the Brits use capitol letters and when they do not - tend to become somewhat... aggressive when they have to communicate with non-German tourists, myself included. It's still quite entertaining, when they _do_ speak English.
Maybe it's because of the dubbing...

The second issue that I've marked in English is the existing difference between American and British English. In (or "at", dunno) schools "they" - those teachers you know - have always said: "We're learning English here and therefore I'd strongly recommend you to use NOT that... that Jiddish in my class!"
I've not had any English lessons for - and yes, I _do_ hate (hate, hate, hate) prepositions or whatever the little things they're called in whatever language - four months now and I've little by little slipped into American English. All in all, without excuses my English is quite a bit rusty.

Gotta memorize this Britannia's way-of-speaking.

"A bloody enormous bunch of lads were at Jeff's appartments where the lasses usually were, hanging around so to speak. 'Say 'em all! Say 'em all old lad!' cried Matt when Peter strongly embarassed after Susie, the local and known 'nut-crusher' came by and shouted not-so-silently: 'So 'ere ye are piggie-wiggie. The last nite wasn't 'nuff fer yer tiny teenie-weenie, aye? I'll show ye from what us 'silly uptown lasses' are made of!'
'Go aways' Peter had replied but even he couldn't hide that little red stuff coming along his face, and sure as hell Matt wasn't the only one seeing it. So, leaving Susie and the rest of the girls, Peter, Matt and a bunch of very very curious 'boys from the neighbourhood' headed back at the grill called 'Mid-town meat, liquids and chips' but in the neighbourhood known only as 'Ed's Sausages'."

"'Really, it was nuffin'!' said Peter between numerous burps. Matt and a couple of others, who weren't merely more intressed in greedly fighting for hot-dogs, listened carefully, all the time trying to spot hidden clues of what has happened. 'But, of course ye understand that Susie's story isn't pretty much impossible?' *numerous smiles, silent laughters and grins agreed* 'I mean, Susie's quite a known girl when it comes to so called 'Happy Friday Nites' *another wave of silent emotions* 'And ye know that we know' Matt added quickly when a sickly red colour flashed in Peter's eyes. 'Sigh' Peter whispered 'Of all lasses I end up with Nuttie-Susie' *another red flash passed the courner of his eye* 'This makes me so mad!' he shouted. Matt and others backed off a bit. 'Just take it easy Pete!' Matt adviced. *many nods* 'What if ye _were_ with Susie? It doesn't change anything, methinks.' Peter's head turned from side to side, like he was suffering a panic-attack. 'And still', Matt continued: 'Ye can still be with Lisa, all the same!' *sympathic muttering* 'NO!' Peter screamed. The voice didn't seem to be his. Some of the boys took a few steps backwards.
Peter fell."

"And rose. In a matter of seconds his posture was somewhat different. The way he held his arms and his head was a bit... twisted. Downwards from his waist, his legs were strongly crook-legged as was his back. His back was turned, none could see his face. Even Matt backed. Then they could hear Pete, or whatever the creature in front of them, muttering oddly. A mix of burps and farts was released from his body. Then his silent mutter went stronger. 'Crescendo' whispered a young boy behind Matt. It was obvious that his fine fubu's were wet around the groin. The smell was strong.
Matt could hear a word from there and two words from here. '... revenge... good meat... excellent lyrics... by far the greatest pair of tits in this world... The Sith will prevail...' It became frightenly clear that Pete was totally out of his mind. Then he turned. It turned.
Not a pair of human's eyes were looking at them. Odd holes, red-burning, lizard-like lynx-eyes stared at Matt and others violently. Teeth were long and weird, as if they didn't fit in it's mouth. 'Death time!' it screamed and leaped towards Matt. An ill, fleshy sound echoed on the street."

"He didn't know how long he had lied there. He remembered, that he had been struck down by one younger boy and hit his head against the terrain. It still hurt, and by touching his forehead he quickly found a bad wound, still bleeding a bit. Peter rose onto his knees, rotating his head and looking around. Torn bodies everywhere. He couldn't regognise a one. There was one headless boy just lying there on his back, obviously holding his guts from spilling out during his last breaths. Further down the street, Matt was kneeling over someone, looking for survivors, Pete rationalised.
After trying hard Pete finally managed to get up. 'Aye Matt! Avright gavvna?' he shouted using London dialect. Matt reacted, but not the way Pete had waited. He looked frightened, hid something into his shirt and staret at Peter. After a while he stood up and came closer, carefully, Pete noted ironically. When Matt was only an arm-reach away, Pete started talking. 'So what has happened he..' he quite didn't get to finish the sentence before Matt struck a knife into his stomach. 'Ye bastard!' he cried, released his knife from Pete's stomach and pushed it into Pete's chest, this time deeper. Matt screamed wildly but Pete couldn't regognise his speech through the pain. He couldn't even cry when Matt pierced his lung. Finally, he fell onto his knees, hardly feeling the knife struck through his throat. And he died, fell into darkness without knowing the reason he never would get to know."

"Matt took a deep breath and stared at his ex-friends bloody body. He had screamed terrible curses at him, but Pete didn't even seem to remember. Then he too fell onto his knees and cried loudly. Tears rolled down his cheeks. Only seconds later his brains exploded out through his forehead along with a loud bang -sound. At the end of the street a man, bearded ice-cream merchant released a laughter. 'And it was the end of all things' he muttered while smiling an odd psychotic smile. Experiencedly he placed his hunting-rifle into his waggon and moved on. After only few hundred feet he was welcomed by a group of children, each holding a variable sum of pounds in their hands, eagerly yelling and playing. 'For sure they're not waiting for ice cream again' the man noted sarcastically. He came nearer, and, absolutely plannedly, rang his small bell meanwhile lifting the metal cover with his other hand exposing at least a dozen different tastes and colours. Children shouted and ran towards him, competing who would be the first one in the queue. The man smiled at little, childish faces. He sure as hell loved his work.
'So, what do we want today?'"

Going not-so-much off-topic here.

hi every body! I canno't speak english so good but i try. I am fine but i'am sad becos i must go school tomorrow and it doesn't be too fun. And i have too many homeworks and they are very hard mathematikal problems for eksamppel how much is one plus one or how much is when two is cutted to tvo. And then i must to do a very hard my mothers tongue writing programs who must be very long and no misstakes is allowed in them writing.
In this time i am looking tv on my eyes and i am looking castle party. it was fun when one man or woman drived over the camera i think he was a short man or woman. i don't know what is in english a short man but he looked short because he was in a chair where he did build wheels so he dont must move legs so he can only use his hand to move around.
i thoutht this is enough im not well in english but i tried to do my bestest.

"She started to cry when Simba's dad died when he saved Simba"

I think Lion king should be k8 movie. Once, when we were traveling to Tallin aboard big ship(right spelling?) and there was a playroom and TV with some videos. Children were watching Lion King. Then came that moment when Simba's father died and all four children began to cry

It`s weird to write English in here, PP. But this is new experience.

I just installed my Thermalright XP-120 to my Intel P4 3ghz Prescott. And now my processor is hundred times better than my old one (Celeron).

Well, i am really pissed of because the school starts tomorrow.

Mieitse:

That bloody british story is brilliant!

Lainaus:05.12.2004 Naama-1 kirjoitti:
I thinks this topic gets locked. This is good topic, if you wanna make your virtual penis get longer.

Mikko made a same kind of topic umm.. about a year ago.

Those who spoke any other language than english - got banned.
Speaking about virtual penis

Lainaus:06.12.2004 MieItse kirjoitti:
Uhm, I don't see any difference in one's personality when speaking different languages... *yada yada blah blah"

tl;dr

But I think the personality can change. A lot of things are expressed differently in other languages. At least between finnish and english, they are so not-alike.

speaking english changes personality?
Maybe a bit, and it depends do you speak regular english or american english.

Even i would like to learn more english and this topic is good thing for that.

I'm studying now in a business college of alajärvi and we have five hours of english in a week, two hours from those five are in language studio were we speak english and i have noticed that isn't easy.

First of all, when i should start talking, i am in a somekind of a panic what should i say and how to pronouce that what im saying.

But as our teacher said: Practice makes perfect.

I'am bad for English, but I'm just eleven years old.

if you ask me, we finns have the worst spoken english. if you want me to give you an example just listen to Anneli Jäättenmäki

and I have the worst written english

Yes, LtSmash, that is our accent, even if we think it sounds terrible(When I was on a english course on the summer, the teachers there said that the finnish accent sounds funny and nice), why can`t anyone understand it? Yeah, anyway, I am 16 years old, I have read english for 5 years now, and been on two english courses in england. You learn pretty much english too from films, from the TV, and from video- and computergames. I understand english pretty well, and I think speak too pretty good, even if I make some mistakes sometimes. My writing is also on a good enough level. Oh well, my school begins tomorrow at 8.15, so maybe I should go and sleep now. I like the school, I am studying to a car-mechanic, but I have pretty long days, normally from 8.15 to 16.00, which is not fun. But it was fun to speak some english too for ecxeption, and sorry my little mistakes in the language. Good night to everyone.

Edit: Some typing errors

Back up^

Do you read books that are not finnished (suomennettu?).
I've read Matrix Derided and öö.. wait a sec... don't remember it.
I bet, that your first english word was a 'bad word', the 'f-word' or the 's-word'.
Finnish accent, hah, it is bad english, I say

When i speak english, it sounds like ugly, like all the letters were glued.
Do you understand my weird words?

Nobody understands your weird words RiotGun.

Lainaus:08.12.2004 RiotGun kirjoitti:

Do you read books that are not finnished (suomennettu?).

I would say this like this:
Do you read books that are not translated in Finnish?

Älkää jaksako puhuu mtn enkkuu. :E

Lainaus:09.12.2004 Impreza kirjoitti:
Älkää jaksako puhuu mtn enkkuu. :E

Hah. You will be banned.

Lainaus:An Eraser wrote: Those who spoke any other language than english - got banned

Hmm. Hello. I am PeliQtio-GameCube, and I think that GC is the best. I live in Tampere, Finland. My hobby's are fishing and internet.

WTF? Sorry about my bad English.

Wow... Another topic in english...
I wonder what happened to the last one..

Well.. Back to topic..

I mainly use english when I chat with my friends on MSN... I only have 3 friends who can't speak finnish or swedish at all, so I don't get to practice my english very often.

Anyway, it feels funny to write in english, knowing everyone here speaks finnish.. Must be me.


LtSmash, stop that nonsense... Bad english and english with a bad accent are two different things
And your written english is faaar from the worst I have seen.
The worst written english I have seen has been on an english board.
Well.. Maybe it was slang but I couldn't read it

spiiking inglish is not abaut hau juu wrait or spell it, anderstanding is the point!