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linguilo · 2 years
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i really love how "You're treading on very thin ice" got translated into "Tumutulay ka sa nakapanipis na kable" (roughly means "You walk a very thin rope" = "You walk a tightrope / fine line") because we don't have winter in the Philippines
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linguilo · 2 years
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2.01.22// phd proposal edits, some new-year reading, and a cloudy iced cappuccino.
listening to: taeyeon, circus
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linguilo · 3 years
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10.23.21 | I wonder if there’s a word for the passing of days feeling both fast & interminable at the same time. I’m sure there must be. It’s honestly how I’ve been feeling for the past couple of weeks. While I was able to accomplish a lot of things on my to do lists, every single task just took so much longer than I thought it would. That could either be a testament to how poorly I manage my time, or how unrealistic I am with my daily goals. 
Featured above are two of my current reads: American Gods by Neil Gaiman, & The Ballad of Reading Gaol and Other Poems by Oscar Wilde. I’m getting through them slowly as I can only spare an hour or less on reading these days. But no matter how little or how much I read, it always helps to make me feel somewhat saner.
♫ Work Song by Hozier
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linguilo · 3 years
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linguilo · 3 years
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Sino ang mag-aakalang mahal kita?
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linguilo · 3 years
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march 5, 2021
ethiopian philosophy and my current reads :>
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linguilo · 3 years
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Happy Yule! Taking and posting this to avoid editing a memo because my professor’s comments hurt my feelings lmao 🥺
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linguilo · 3 years
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to my half-Filipino brothers and sisters (or full-Filipino brothers & sisters who grew up away from the Philippines)
sometimes, you will hear your Tagalog-Filipino cousins say (usually with a morose sounding laugh that carries the tune of both hopelessness and the wish for the sweet embrace of death) something like “oh my god, I’m so sabog” or “HAHA sorry, bro, I’m a little sabaw” or “fuck man, i’m basag.” Using context clues, you can tell that these words mean “I am in a state of extreme fatigue and incoherence” but here is something you must know:
These three words connote different things.
1) Sabog - you’ve had thr– thir… teen? cups of coffee. your sure your heart is practically vibrating at this point. you can hear colors and see music– disembodied voices of self-depreciation have begun to whisper in your ears. but you’re still going because this paper is due at midnight or your boss expects those numbers by this afternoon and you’re willing to do anything. you draw a pentagram on the floor but you summon God because you chanted the incantation wrong and He is worried about you. “you must sleep. you have not slept in a week, child” He says. you blink up at Him, your eyes burning red because you’ve poured crushed coffee beans in them this morning (an accident you roll with because you’re late for work and dead inside, anyway). “What is that word?” you ask Him. “’S-Sleep’?”
2) Sabaw - the world is hazy through the tears in your eyes. every time you yawn, the voices around you get dimmer and dimmer– “coffee? no thanks, i’ve had a cup.” your thoughts are molasses, and your movements are shaky, like a new born colt. “hey! how are you– what? can you say that again?” they repeat it. “what?” they repeat it again. asking them to repeat it a third time is embarrassing, so you laugh instead. are you underwater? are they underwater? has your requirements finally smothered you? physically manifested into an invisible force that is blocking all your senses from perceiving the things around you? you laugh and you laugh. the person you are talking to is shaking you by the shoulders. “call a doctor!” they shout, desperate. by their feet, an unconscious man lays. “he’s dying, for crying out loud!” you still can’t understand them, so you laugh. “haha, yeah.” god, you want to take a nap.
3) Basag - you’ve had four jaeger bombs, three glasses of lambanog, and an entire pitcher of weng-weng. you doubt you’ll wake up tomorrow. you don’t care.
Bonus:
4) Wasak - ha, the world hates you. you wake up. you have a hangover. and you successfully ruined your life last night by throwing up on your boss’s shoes, breaking up with you significant other over something they’ve only done in your dreams, and telling your mother you never loved her. oh, and you jump-started the apocalypse. on top of that, your head hurts.
oh, well. at least you’re not sabog anymore.
thanks for coming to my TedTalk.
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linguilo · 3 years
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12.16.20 | FINALLY finals are OVER i can actually sit down and feel FREE now but i still have content to post soooooo here’s a shot from when i was writing my religions essays
🎶i am listening to: lean on me, seventeen
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linguilo · 3 years
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Favorite German Words
Die Aufbruchsstimmung = literally „departure mood“. This can be twofold — the mood of departure before travel where it‘s something between antsy, giddy, and nervous and everyone is milling about, just wanting to get on the trip already. Or the atmosphere right before a family gathering or a party ends and breaks up and people start leaving one after the other so it‘s no longer relaxed or fun to be there.
In a more figurative, poetic or more general „big picture“ kind of way, it can also be the spirit of optimism. An atmosphere of happy anticipation before moving on from a specific period, era, or event. Like after a war or after selling a house, a breakup, a death, some big life event one is recovering from and trying to move on from, while beginning to be more optimistic.
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linguilo · 3 years
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Searching for langblrs + lingblrs
Hello everyone!! I feel like my dash is completely empty of LANGUAGE, so if you’re a langblr for any of the following languages please like or preferably reblog (to reach more people) and I’ll follow you. I mainly post Mandarin (intermediate) and some German (advanced). 
- lingblr (linguistics). PLEASE OH GOD MY DASH HAS NO LINGUISTICS CONTENT AT ALL. Especially sociolinguistics, indigenous and minority languages, morphology, typology, historical linguistics. PARADIGMS.
- Mandarin (+ Literary Chinese, + other Chinese languages like Cantonese, Taiwanese etc). Please help me not learn alone lmao.
- Japanese
- German
- French
- Spanish (+ potentially Italian and Catalan)
- Dutch
- Norwegian
- Icelandic
- Hindi
- Tibetan 
- Latin / Greek (both modern and ancient)
- Old Norse / Old English. PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU.
- Thai 
- Korean
- Basque
- also blogs that post primarily in German, Chinese, French, Spanish, Norwegian or Dutch. 
I’m not learning all of these languages, but either a) have learnt some in the past from A-level to ‘good morning’, or b) want to learn them in the future. Basically, if you are any kind of langblr vaguely related to any of those languages (I’m so desperate lmao, literally ‘language’ is fine, if you make posts about Turkish or Swahili or Arabic or any language I’m not learning I’m going to lap them up), PLEASE LIKE OR REBLOG. I’m loooooonely. 
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linguilo · 3 years
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friday, july 24 • after a burst of Intense Productivity, i spent the past few days moving towards a well-needed break! i was getting a lil’ burned out from being working on things essentially every day, and i wanted to just read & work on my passion project, so i did :”) but today i’m back at it with some chinese review and smol errands, before diving back into said passion project (❁´◡`❁) also !! i think i’m starting to see results from working out o: which is exciting bless emi wong for her youtube workouts 🥺
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linguilo · 3 years
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I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea - dostoevsky
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linguilo · 3 years
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linguilo · 3 years
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One uncanny aspect of translating is when I am grappling with a sentence that would sound particularly wrong if I tried to preserve any part of the original structure or idioms, because nothing about it matches the way one would phrase such an idea in my language, so what I need to do is mentally divorce the sentence from its syntax and vocabulary, to try and find how my language would give form to the same concepts. It always makes me wonder, what am I working with here? What is left when you remove the grammar and specific word choices from a sentence? I don’t know, a shapeless mental porridge of pure meaning, a nebulous feeling of what another brain has tried to express. I find it amazing that your mind knows just what to do with something so unfathomable—that it’s just like “right, right, give me a minute” as it distillates meaning out of words like it’s nothing then lassoes it down from the platonic realm of forms to give it a completely new shape. What is ‘meaning’ and how does it exist in your mind in this liminal moment after you’ve extracted it from a foreign language but haven’t yet found words in your own language that can embody it? I don’t know.
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linguilo · 3 years
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십이월— 행운을 빌며! Dezember—freundliche Grüße! Warm wishes and happy holidays from my favorite local coffeeshop. Ingat sa lahat, halong sa tanan.
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linguilo · 3 years
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hi i love my new lil study space for online college haha!!! here is a desk tour video if u want, hope u guys just have a GREAT day!
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