How I Met Your Mother AKA how to destroy 9 seasons in one episode
( I’m trying to do this but,…I’m no writer,)
EDIT: I did it, I just published a little on my blog… come, see and tlee me if you like it, please!
So, I decided to write my own version of the Hunger games, Peeta’s POV, and here’s the first part of the chapt. 1 . It’s jus a little cause I have to translate it to english, so.. If you like it, I’ll continue.
1. the reaping
Anyone would say that it was a day like any other, at least started the same way, with my mother waking my brothers and me up at 5:30 in the morning to go down to work on the bakery
So everytime I type something wrong or use the wrong word or the wrong tempus or grammar etc. I always get paranoid that someone who has english as their native language, will read what I wrote and spot all the mistakes I made and think, “Is she stupid or something?” or “Daamn, her english is horrible, I am never going to speak to her”.
I’m a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind who has high standards.