Oh, English... English in school, English in university... It's like a horror movie! Hi, guys! I want to tell you about my relationship with English and why I decided to learn it ^_^ It's a very common story. Firstly, I started learning English in school... And there... There I started to hate English. Yes. In school teachers (they were so many!) taught their students to do different boring tasks. In every school every teacher did the same. Our faces showed indifference towards the subject. Why did they do this? Why all the teachers in my life were so dull?.. Оh... I'm looking out the back door and I'm smiling. (I don't write it with disappointment, don't think so ^_^) OK. Then... Secondly, my mom adores English. She has always wanted me to adore it too. But you already understand that it coudn't be so. My mom hired tutors for me. And of course I hated them. But they really gave me so much information. I wasn't so smart to understand it. Ha-ha. And then the most fun part of my way! I prepared for exams in university. My department was the only one where there is no need to pass the English exam. But I decided to go there for another reason. (That's another story). So, I passed my exams, hollydays started and blah-blah. When I went to university and saw my timetable I was terrified... O-o-o... Again, again... Guess what? Yes. Even twice a week. Of course, I skipped classes. But I went there I sometimes discussed the problem with my teacher. I told her that she was teaching us in a wrong way... (as if I knew the right way ^_^'') Then I barely passed the English tests. Recently I have got over a big life crisis. A lot has changed in my outlook. Now I think that everything in the world may be intersting if you delve into it. But it's so hard to do... But it's possible :-) My English teacher in university may think I have cleared up my mind because of her pressure. Mmm... So be it. But we know the truth. He-he. Thanks for attention! Be happy! :D