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Это просто шедеврально! Такого я еще не видела и просто плакала, не вылезая из-под стола!
Тема: ляпусы перевода. Примечание: переводили тайцы.
пятница, 21 августа 2009
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Вот черт. Так хочется кушать, я не завтракала, а надо отвезти дедуле ключи, ибо он, видимо по пьяни, захлопнул их дома(
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Сегодня мне приснилось, что мои зубы сместились вправо по десне сантиметра на 2,5-3. Т.е. впереди вместо резцов у меня были какие-то там по счету коренные. И это было так ужасно, так страшно, что я, кажется, даже заплакала во сне. Бррр.
четверг, 20 августа 2009
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Такое синее-синее небо, а я иду чистить картошку)
Хотите посмеяться? Особенно, опять же, друзья линвисты-журналисты. Требования к произведениям для издательства «Крылов»
Как вам?
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Как вам?
вторник, 18 августа 2009
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Сегодня мне приснился сон, который можно было превратить в три главы неплохого фэнтезийного произведения. Я даже во сне подумала: "Надо это записать!" А потом, уже утром, мне приснился другой сон, и сейчас помню только одну картинку из того, первого сна.
Вывод: надо меньше спать.
Ночью прячусь от комаров под одеяло, так они, сцуки, укусили меня в щеку.
Кстати, друзья лингвисты-журналисты, как правильно: укусить за или в(о) что-то?
Вывод: надо меньше спать.
Ночью прячусь от комаров под одеяло, так они, сцуки, укусили меня в щеку.
Кстати, друзья лингвисты-журналисты, как правильно: укусить за или в(о) что-то?
воскресенье, 16 августа 2009
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It's not that easy to give up being free. But I've done it today. Will you still love me?
вторник, 04 августа 2009
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If someday I come to America, I’ll visit San-Francisco and Castro district in it and will make a tattoo on my foot at the ‘Miami Ink’ tattoo shop. If they still work of course. But I doubt that.
четверг, 30 июля 2009
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I'm about to finish 'Chocolat'. It's really amazing. D'you want me to tell you a secret? Roux was meant to be with Vianne! They only had spontaneous sex when they both were drunk. And what a great story in the film...
If consider the number of guys who try to make friends during the surveys, I'd better go in for working at sex on the phone.
воскресенье, 26 июля 2009
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Сегодня мне хотелось заварить термос кофе и весь день смотреть кино в кино. Увы.
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Подборка китайских фильмов:
• с участием Джеки Чана:
Пьяный мастер
Змея в тени орла
Дом гнева
Полицейская истории 1, 2, 3
Случайный шпион
Громобой
Шанхайские рыцари
Полиция будущего (с маленьким участием Джеки Чана)
• с участием Джета Ли
Поцелуй дракона
Степень риска
• с участием Чоу Юнь Фата
Убийцы на замену
Пуленепробиваемый монах
• другие
Лунные воины
Дуэль
Живым или мертвым, Китай-Япония
Комедии:
Кенгуру Джек
Мгновения Нью-Йорка
Ослепленный желаниями
Вверх тормашками
Остальные:
Контроль (Рэй Лиотта)
Умри, но не сейчас (20й фильм о Джеймсе Бонде; Пирс Броснан)
Эон Флакс
Сокровища Амазонки (Дуэйн Скала Джонсон)
Послезавтра
Я робот
Лара Крофт – расхитительница гробниц
Split Second
Бегущий по лезвию бритвы
Матрица, Матрица революция
Онг Бак: Тайский воин
Невидимка
Маска
Вне досягаемости (Ст.Сигал)
Братство волка
Мумия возвращается
Форсаж 1,2
Кража
Кобра (Сталоне)
Ворон 4. Молитва грешника (DVD)
Бой с тенью
Даже и не думай 1, 2
+ Концертник Black Sabbath
Отдам просто так или обменяю на:
«Детки» Лари Кларка, 1995
«Правила секса»/ «Rules of Attraction»
«Ведьмы из Блер»
«Зловещие мертвецы, -2, -3» Сэма Рэйми
«Пятое измерение»
«Ничего не вижу, ничего не слышу»
«Жизнь в розовом цвете»
«Беги, Лола, беги»
«Форест Гамп»
«V значит Вендетта»
«Snatch» («Большой куш» без перевода)
«Горбатая гора»
Либо обменяю на любые фильмы на английском или испанском без перевода.
• с участием Джеки Чана:
Пьяный мастер
Змея в тени орла
Дом гнева
Полицейская истории 1, 2, 3
Случайный шпион
Громобой
Шанхайские рыцари
Полиция будущего (с маленьким участием Джеки Чана)
• с участием Джета Ли
Поцелуй дракона
Степень риска
• с участием Чоу Юнь Фата
Убийцы на замену
Пуленепробиваемый монах
• другие
Лунные воины
Живым или мертвым, Китай-Япония
Комедии:
Мгновения Нью-Йорка
Ослепленный желаниями
Вверх тормашками
Остальные:
Контроль (Рэй Лиотта)
Умри, но не сейчас (20й фильм о Джеймсе Бонде; Пирс Броснан)
Эон Флакс
Сокровища Амазонки (Дуэйн Скала Джонсон)
Послезавтра
Я робот
Лара Крофт – расхитительница гробниц
Split Second
Матрица, Матрица революция
Онг Бак: Тайский воин
Невидимка
Маска
Вне досягаемости (Ст.Сигал)
Братство волка
Мумия возвращается
Форсаж 1,2
Кража
Кобра (Сталоне)
Ворон 4. Молитва грешника (DVD)
Бой с тенью
Даже и не думай 1, 2
Отдам просто так или обменяю на:
«Детки» Лари Кларка, 1995
«Правила секса»/ «Rules of Attraction»
«Ведьмы из Блер»
«Зловещие мертвецы, -2, -3» Сэма Рэйми
«Пятое измерение»
«Ничего не вижу, ничего не слышу»
«Жизнь в розовом цвете»
«Беги, Лола, беги»
«Форест Гамп»
«V значит Вендетта»
«Snatch» («Большой куш» без перевода)
«Горбатая гора»
Либо обменяю на любые фильмы на английском или испанском без перевода.
четверг, 23 июля 2009
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Today there were only men, and that's weird. One of them was so sleepy that I thought I had woken him up, though it was quater to twelve. When I asked him if he worked or studied, he said that he had returned from the army 10 minutes before. 
It's so much pity when people answer most of the questions and then the connection is cut off or the person hangs up the phone.
But today it was better than yesterday)
It's so much pity when people answer most of the questions and then the connection is cut off or the person hangs up the phone.
But today it was better than yesterday)
среда, 22 июля 2009
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Three hours of work and I am dog tired. Well no, only my articulatory apparatus. I've got my voice a bit cracked( Three hours of constantly speaking the same questions. It's so dull, but I have no choice. The most noticeble were the workers in some manufactors who didn't hear me at all and then called back to learn out who it was. And an old woman who was obviously bored and happy someone called her. But then she regretted of that, 'cause the survey was too long. And the toning! Oh damn, now I hate Ани Лорак and 'Знаю, сердце разорваться может любяяяяяяяяяяяяяяяяяяяя!..' I haven't heard anything else, it's weird, isn't it?
I've bought an Español-Ruso dictionary! It's rather small and made of newsprint but it the most well up I've seen up to now. 40 thousand word and phrases + a range of grammar and phonetics is not bad for 19 thousand rubles.
I've seen a tailoring studio called 'У бравого Швейка'. I wonder what sort of clothes they make.
And now a half of 'Amelie', the 2nd season of 'Californication', spanish phonetics and two books are ahead of me. And no speaking till the evening) Hasta luego, mis queridos amigos)
I've bought an Español-Ruso dictionary! It's rather small and made of newsprint but it the most well up I've seen up to now. 40 thousand word and phrases + a range of grammar and phonetics is not bad for 19 thousand rubles.
I've seen a tailoring studio called 'У бравого Швейка'. I wonder what sort of clothes they make.
And now a half of 'Amelie', the 2nd season of 'Californication', spanish phonetics and two books are ahead of me. And no speaking till the evening) Hasta luego, mis queridos amigos)
понедельник, 20 июля 2009
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Yesterday was the day of bitter. I mean the second half of it, 'cause the first one was nice. There was a plate full of lettuce in my kitchen, so fresh and green and begging to eat it. I knew it was bitter but each time I hoped it wouldn’t be. Miserable and foolish.
The day of stupid.
Long ago I noticed Mum told me only about my faults, my mistakes, my disadvantages, my misbehavior. She can interrupt any conversation, even if I’m telling her smth, to say about smth that I’ve done wrong as she thinks that I look stupid or ugly. No wonder I’m not used to talk to her at all.
In a week after getting into the new university group I occasionally mentioned I would study Spanish. That was more than two months after applying for it! No wonder again, ‘cause I knew what their response would be like. Mum was very worried and nervous (the hell why?!) and Dad (hate this word) made a stern face and asked if Spanish was a profitable language. I didn’t answer and he said I should had thought before choosing it. You hear? I should had thought! As though I chose it on the spur of the moment! As though I wasn’t beating my brain out for several weeks! God damn, it’s so ridiculous!
I’m really not used to talk to them both, and I don’t want to be. I don’t talk about serious stuff at home, so they know nothing about the university, about the work, about my friends or anything. I know I’m ungrateful but I can’t rack myself. And I don’t want them spoil everything.
Three hours thirty-eight minutes left.
The day of stupid.
Long ago I noticed Mum told me only about my faults, my mistakes, my disadvantages, my misbehavior. She can interrupt any conversation, even if I’m telling her smth, to say about smth that I’ve done wrong as she thinks that I look stupid or ugly. No wonder I’m not used to talk to her at all.
In a week after getting into the new university group I occasionally mentioned I would study Spanish. That was more than two months after applying for it! No wonder again, ‘cause I knew what their response would be like. Mum was very worried and nervous (the hell why?!) and Dad (hate this word) made a stern face and asked if Spanish was a profitable language. I didn’t answer and he said I should had thought before choosing it. You hear? I should had thought! As though I chose it on the spur of the moment! As though I wasn’t beating my brain out for several weeks! God damn, it’s so ridiculous!
I’m really not used to talk to them both, and I don’t want to be. I don’t talk about serious stuff at home, so they know nothing about the university, about the work, about my friends or anything. I know I’m ungrateful but I can’t rack myself. And I don’t want them spoil everything.
Three hours thirty-eight minutes left.
суббота, 18 июля 2009
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Nothing to say. Have you anything?
пятница, 17 июля 2009
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Can someone tell me what is (are?) 'прозрачное стерильное пятно' and 'мутное стерильное пятно'?! What does it look like? I don't have to translate it or something, I’ve just come across it while translating another thing. I just can't imagine it. Especially the transparent one)
I've made enough progress up to the level when I want a dictionary of synonyms. Eh, 92 subway tickets.
I've also found some español dictionaries. The thing is that a big one costs 70k but it's only either Russian-Spanish or Spanish-Russian. The two-in-one dictionaries are of pocket-size but cost from 15k to 40k. A bit weird, isn’t it? No Spanish dictionaries in Minsk. Crap.
Today Dana's taken me to the regional library. It has a foreign literature hall with books, dictionaries, newspapers, magazines, videos, dvds, free internet and satellite TV)) I do like it!)
Three minutes left.
I've made enough progress up to the level when I want a dictionary of synonyms. Eh, 92 subway tickets.
I've also found some español dictionaries. The thing is that a big one costs 70k but it's only either Russian-Spanish or Spanish-Russian. The two-in-one dictionaries are of pocket-size but cost from 15k to 40k. A bit weird, isn’t it? No Spanish dictionaries in Minsk. Crap.
Today Dana's taken me to the regional library. It has a foreign literature hall with books, dictionaries, newspapers, magazines, videos, dvds, free internet and satellite TV)) I do like it!)
Three minutes left.
четверг, 16 июля 2009
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I told my Mum yesterday that when my own children grew up and if I had a chance, I would try to change my job, my dwelling place, maybe my country, my everything just not to, you know, not to sit on the butt the entire life. She said it was only dreams for her. Anyway, I know that even if she had such possibility she wouldn’t do all that. She’d like, but wouldn’t do. I hope I’ll have enough will.
Guess what I am reading now. D’you remember the film ‘Chocolate’? Well, I’m reading ‘Chocolat’ by Joanne Harris. Ha-ha, envy me, miserable people!) You know, it leaves a completely different impression from that the film does. The film is so cute and tasty and happy. The book is so much tough, fighting and upholding and reflectable-on and touching and loving. It’s worth reading at least for the sake of realizing Vienna’s love for her daughter.
`What would I do without you?’
Behind the counter I clench my fist in silent rage. I know that look – fear, guilt, covetousness – I know it well. It is the look on my mother's face the night of the Black Man. His words – What would I do without you? – are the words she whispered to me all through that miserable night. As I glance into my mirror last thing in the evening, as I awake with the growing fear – knowledge, certainty – that my own daughter is slipping away from me, that I am losing her, that I will lose her if I do not find The Place… it is the look on my own.
I felt a sudden pang for my daughter, surrounding herself with invisible friends to people the spaces around her. Selfish, to imagine that a mother could fill that space completely. Selfish and blind.
Her tone was strangely adult, strangely weary as she turned away. Tears swelled her eyelids, but she made no move to come to me for comfort. With a sudden overwhelming clarity I saw her then, the child, the adolescent, the adult, the stranger she would one day become, and I almost cried out in loss and terror, as if our positions had somehow been reversed, she the adult, I the child.
Please! What would I do without you? But I let her go without a word, aching to hold her but too aware of the wall of privacy slamming down between us. Children are born wild, I know. The best I can hope for is a little tenderness, a seeming docility. Beneath the surface the wildness remains, stark, savage and alien.
I feel like being a bit better daughter.
Guess what I am reading now. D’you remember the film ‘Chocolate’? Well, I’m reading ‘Chocolat’ by Joanne Harris. Ha-ha, envy me, miserable people!) You know, it leaves a completely different impression from that the film does. The film is so cute and tasty and happy. The book is so much tough, fighting and upholding and reflectable-on and touching and loving. It’s worth reading at least for the sake of realizing Vienna’s love for her daughter.
`What would I do without you?’
Behind the counter I clench my fist in silent rage. I know that look – fear, guilt, covetousness – I know it well. It is the look on my mother's face the night of the Black Man. His words – What would I do without you? – are the words she whispered to me all through that miserable night. As I glance into my mirror last thing in the evening, as I awake with the growing fear – knowledge, certainty – that my own daughter is slipping away from me, that I am losing her, that I will lose her if I do not find The Place… it is the look on my own.
I felt a sudden pang for my daughter, surrounding herself with invisible friends to people the spaces around her. Selfish, to imagine that a mother could fill that space completely. Selfish and blind.
Her tone was strangely adult, strangely weary as she turned away. Tears swelled her eyelids, but she made no move to come to me for comfort. With a sudden overwhelming clarity I saw her then, the child, the adolescent, the adult, the stranger she would one day become, and I almost cried out in loss and terror, as if our positions had somehow been reversed, she the adult, I the child.
Please! What would I do without you? But I let her go without a word, aching to hold her but too aware of the wall of privacy slamming down between us. Children are born wild, I know. The best I can hope for is a little tenderness, a seeming docility. Beneath the surface the wildness remains, stark, savage and alien.
I feel like being a bit better daughter.
среда, 15 июля 2009
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Have you ever seen how pillows are being cleaned? The pillow-case is torn and the feathers are put out and into a big machine, which lookes like a washing one. But instead of water there's air. And the feathers are tossed and turned and dryed; and it's drawn into a new pillow-case through some hose. But it is real magic while tossing: it seems like actual snowstorm with strong wind and spinning and swirling. It's just wonderful.
In the summer buses are real evil. My favourite sotkas turn into suffocating and fire-spouting monsters. Hate them.
It seems like you don't answer me if I write in english. But no way! I decided to avoid those colloquial classes as they are held by some strange baptists, so I have no choice but at least read and write in english.
One minute left.
upd: I've made my Mum drunk on beer today. In fact I wanted to make beer buiscuits but was too lazy for it.
In the summer buses are real evil. My favourite sotkas turn into suffocating and fire-spouting monsters. Hate them.
It seems like you don't answer me if I write in english. But no way! I decided to avoid those colloquial classes as they are held by some strange baptists, so I have no choice but at least read and write in english.
One minute left.
upd: I've made my Mum drunk on beer today. In fact I wanted to make beer buiscuits but was too lazy for it.
вторник, 14 июля 2009
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You know, I hate being ignored. Well, who doesn't, ha? But I mean when I'm ignored by the phone! Whattafuck, people?! Cell-phones were invented to be able to get in touch with people at any moment! So why don't you you give a damn when someone's calling?!
I should not watch films about those sympathetic, understanding, loving and caring daddies. I do not believe it can go that way. But I do envy.
'Snatch' is sooo damn great!!
...
- Where?
- London.
- London?
- Yes, London. You know, fish 'n' chips, cup of tea, bad food, worse weather, Merry fucking Poppins London!
...
I didn't even realize.
I should not watch films about those sympathetic, understanding, loving and caring daddies. I do not believe it can go that way. But I do envy.
'Snatch' is sooo damn great!!
...
- Where?
- London.
- London?
- Yes, London. You know, fish 'n' chips, cup of tea, bad food, worse weather, Merry fucking Poppins London!
...
I didn't even realize.
вторник, 07 июля 2009
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воскресенье, 05 июля 2009
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You know what? I've never had such a busy summertime. I've so many things to do that each day of mine is actually planned and confirmed. I feel much like a student but I love it! And what is more, I think it’s not enough for me.
I've been reading Daddy Long Legs by J. Webster for about 4 days already and I'm full of its style of writing, so don't get confused. For those who don't know what this thing is, I recommend to read it, preferably in the original. It's really wonderful and vocabulary-enriching and mind-widening and very much language-mastering. I love Judy Abbott more and more with every single page.
Next thing to read is supposed to be HP 7, but I don't feel like reading it at the moment. Ha, I'll better read Beedle the Bard Tales, but it one-two days will be enough for it and then... Any suggestions?
I should say Gordon Freeman is also enriching my active vocabulary, though rather indirectly. Yeah, a 100 ways to call someone an idiot) If speaking seriously, to dare to try translating an almost 80-minutes' series is a big and complicated thing, and sometimes it seems to be impossible with those indistinct professors. Anyway, I'm going to improve my ear for sounds and finish it by September. Dear me, such great plans))
The only thing I lack is Internet. Father decided to economize on smth, and guess what he chose it would be? Therefore I'll be appearing here from time to time. For now I'm writing from Jual's place. No Internet means no contacts at all with my ex-groupmates, it reduces my chances to find a job and some new books and the information 'bout Linguistic University applicants. By the way, Frantisha, sorry, you see I'm forced either to cancel my participating in The Big Bang Theory marathon.
Crap, what a meaningless (or just mean?) and information-less life!
As you see, my english-speaking passion returned to me some time ago, so I hope to do my best in those free colloquial english classes starting on July, 13. But God, please, I need someone to speak to, as sometimes I feel like my head is gonna blow up because of those words under my skull.
P.S. July 3 turned out to be such a great day. Thanks a lot!)
P.P.S. Some film that has arrived straight from America is waiting for me. Isn't it great, too?
I've been reading Daddy Long Legs by J. Webster for about 4 days already and I'm full of its style of writing, so don't get confused. For those who don't know what this thing is, I recommend to read it, preferably in the original. It's really wonderful and vocabulary-enriching and mind-widening and very much language-mastering. I love Judy Abbott more and more with every single page.
Next thing to read is supposed to be HP 7, but I don't feel like reading it at the moment. Ha, I'll better read Beedle the Bard Tales, but it one-two days will be enough for it and then... Any suggestions?
I should say Gordon Freeman is also enriching my active vocabulary, though rather indirectly. Yeah, a 100 ways to call someone an idiot) If speaking seriously, to dare to try translating an almost 80-minutes' series is a big and complicated thing, and sometimes it seems to be impossible with those indistinct professors. Anyway, I'm going to improve my ear for sounds and finish it by September. Dear me, such great plans))
The only thing I lack is Internet. Father decided to economize on smth, and guess what he chose it would be? Therefore I'll be appearing here from time to time. For now I'm writing from Jual's place. No Internet means no contacts at all with my ex-groupmates, it reduces my chances to find a job and some new books and the information 'bout Linguistic University applicants. By the way, Frantisha, sorry, you see I'm forced either to cancel my participating in The Big Bang Theory marathon.
Crap, what a meaningless (or just mean?) and information-less life!
As you see, my english-speaking passion returned to me some time ago, so I hope to do my best in those free colloquial english classes starting on July, 13. But God, please, I need someone to speak to, as sometimes I feel like my head is gonna blow up because of those words under my skull.
P.S. July 3 turned out to be such a great day. Thanks a lot!)
P.P.S. Some film that has arrived straight from America is waiting for me. Isn't it great, too?