Hey! Today I’m gonna take advantage of the unlimited power that this blog grants me. I’m not giving any details but I’ve been working with a cool rock band since September and today we opened the official Facebook page and Twitter account.
They’re called Duchamp Pilot. You can check them out, listen to their songs and hit that like button if you like. You can also “like” the page even if you don’t like it, I won’t stop you. But I think we should all respect the “liking” thing and press “like” when we actually like something. You know how it’s like.
Ok, I’d better stop writing “like” before it completely loses its meaning. Sorry for the short post, I’ve been busy lately. Farewell.
Hi! It’s me, Mario! Actually, It’s not Mario. I’m still the same old Rasta. I know what you’re thinking: “Has Rasta lost his mind? Wait, he was already insane… Has he finally found it then?”. You don’t need to worry. I just felt like writing in English.
A couple of years ago I took the FCE exam and I would have got the highest grade if I hadn’t messed up the writing part. I think it’s a good idea to start improving my writing skills now to be prepared the next time I need to pass an English exam. I’m going to try to write a post in English at least once a month.
“But you’ll keep saying ‘fuck’ and ‘son of a bitch’ and shit like that… How is this gonna help you pass an exam?” You should never question my method. If there’s something I’m good at, that’s passing exams. So you’d better never fucking question my goddamn method.
“Why a leprechaun?” The first time I went to Ireland I realised that all the years I had spent studying English were for nothing, almost a waste of time. I wasn’t able to speak English and I could barely understand it. I thought my English was good just because I used to get high grades in high school without any effort. I have never been so wrong. That’s the reason why I decided to illustrate this announcement with a leprechaun, to commemorate that experience.
I know that I will be making a lot of mistakes in my posts, that’s a fact. So I’m asking you to call me an idiot until I realise what I have done wrong. I think that’s not asking too much. Farewell.