It's been a while since I last visited this website If I can recall it correctly, I was only in highschool when I first joined italki. I was very passionate about learning English and enhancing my vocabulary back then. I used to think that I'd major in English or literature for college, but I didn't. I'm happy to have majored in a different field nevertheless. My English is quite rusty nowadays, since I mostly dealt with math during college. I also feel the need for me to improve on my writing due to that reason. Moving on, I am looking for new friends on this site. Again. (since most of my friends here are now inactive) I'm looking for people who are willing converse with about anything, share their knowledge and passions, and people who are actively trying to improve on their written and conversational skills as well. I hope all is well for everyone!

How to translate this into Filipino (tagalog) How do you translate "Filled the cracks." into tagalog. Thanks in advance.

Theory of Evolution or Theory of Creation?

Which one do you believe in? Theory of Evolution which says that humans came from apes which came from a cellula billions of years ago or Theory of Creation which says that God created us? and why? Support your answer.

Newly Bought Book Last night before going to bed, I packed my textbooks and notebooks for next day's school. As I searched into my backpack for candy wrappers, crumpled papers and trash to be thrown out, I discovered that my newly bought book's back covered got folded twice! I was so pissed off of what had happened. I wished I never brought that book to school so it never had to enter my bag. Until now, I am still mad of myself. But I am very thankful that my friend's book, which was also in my bag that time, was in good condition or else he would make me pay for the damage(s).

What does this african poem mean? Please help me by telling me what is the meaning behind this poem. I'm not sure if it has symbolism or imagery in it. Thank you in advance. --- Think I'll Go Home and Lie Very Still Translated by John L. Foster I think I'll go home and lie very still, feigning terminal illness. Then the neighbors will all troop over to stare, my love, perhaps, among them. How she'll smile while the specialists snarl in their teeth!-- She perfectly well knows what ails me.