First notebook entry: Introducing myself

Hello, everybody! I hope to improve my English, and I'm happy to make friends at the same time. :)
I'm Literary Terminal (I don't know what 'Literary Terminal' signifies!) I love literature, so of course I read, but I also enjoy painting, sports, movies, music, art history, travel or just going for strolls, and lots of other things you will find out if you come and talk with me! :)

First notebook entry: Introducing myself

Hello, everyone! I hope to improve my English, and I'm happy to make friends at the same time. :)
I'm 18, I love reading, sports, movies, music, painting, photography, art history, travel or just going for strolls, and lots of other things you will find out if you come and talk with me! :)

Here's also corrections to your introductions:

Hi, I currently live in Nice, in the South-East of France, and I really need to improve my English for my studies, and also just for my pleasure. Pastimes: sport, reading, painting, everything concerning art, movies, going on strolls, internet ...

I want to meet English speakers interested in 50/50 language exchange in English on Skype.

I'd like to improve my English for my studies, and besides I love this language. I spent a week in London last year and I realized how much my level was insufficient for interesting discussions. However, I've fallen in love with this city! So if you think you can help me, come and talk with me!

I would be really happy to be able speak good English for my next time in London and to shine in my studies too. In return, I'll be happy to help you learn French, and get to know also all the secrets for understanding the French mentality and culture!

I like literature and art. Here's a French poem I've rendered into English.

Pierre de Ronsard, Sonnets pour Hélène, 1587

Quand vous serez bien vieille, au soir, à la chandelle,
Assise auprès du feu, dévidant et filant,
Direz, chantant mes vers, en vous émerveillant :
Ronsard me célébrait du temps que j’étais belle.

Lors, vous n’aurez servante oyant telle nouvelle,
Déjà sous le labeur à demi sommeillant,
Qui au bruit de mon nom ne s’aille réveillant,
Bénissant votre nom de louange immortelle.

Je serai sous la terre et fantôme sans os :
Par les ombres myrteux je prendrai mon repos :
Vous serez au foyer une vieille accroupie,

Regrettant mon amour et votre fier dédain.
Vivez, si m’en croyez, n’attendez à demain :
Cueillez dès aujourd’hui les roses de la vie.

My version is:

Some night when you're old, solitary, dull,
seeking for warmth from a fire in vain,
reading my verse, you'll of a sudden exclaim:
"Ronsard loved me when I was beautiful".

Or lost in slumber in your decline,
embracing oblivion in bleak dismay,
you'll start awake because of my name,
who adorned your name with immortal rhyme.

I'll be then a bodiless ghost:
in purple shadows I'll take my rest:
you'll be alone and uncaressed,

regretting my love and your proud disdain.
So hear me now, or never again:
let's gather life's roses, and live, aflame.

First notebook entry: Introducing myself

Hello everyone I hope improve my english and I'll be glad to make friends in the same time :)
I'm 18, I love read, sports, movies, music, painting, photography, art history, travels or just strolls and lots of other things you know coming to talk to me :)