accents revisited
Lately, I think I'm beginning to pick up a "Louisianian" accent. It shouldn't be that surprising, considering I've lived here for about 5 years now. But still, it's kind of disturbing.
I met this girl (it's been 4 years now) from research with NASA SHARP. She had no set accent, but if she were to talk to people with an accent, she would most likely answer with the same accent (not foreign accents, but regional accents in the US). I'm beginning to see how true this is.
Ack, two years at most. I must get out of here before I turn into a hick.
I have little to no accent of my native language(s). I don't know why but adults usually "applaud" me for being able to understand and speak it, even though my vocabulary doesn't exceed a second grader's level, and is only confined to basic conversation. This accent is pretty well hidden, unless I'm nervous or excited. Even if I'm excited, depending on whom I'm speaking to, I might end up enunciating everything correctly (accent-free).
I shouldn't get too excited when I drive. I missed a turn and turned the wrong way onto a one way street today. Edward was telling me about Stanford Med School, and I fell in love with it. (He's in love with Yale's). Sigh, I don't think I stand a chance though. Why do I always hold this mentality? Sigh.
I met this girl (it's been 4 years now) from research with NASA SHARP. She had no set accent, but if she were to talk to people with an accent, she would most likely answer with the same accent (not foreign accents, but regional accents in the US). I'm beginning to see how true this is.
Ack, two years at most. I must get out of here before I turn into a hick.
I have little to no accent of my native language(s). I don't know why but adults usually "applaud" me for being able to understand and speak it, even though my vocabulary doesn't exceed a second grader's level, and is only confined to basic conversation. This accent is pretty well hidden, unless I'm nervous or excited. Even if I'm excited, depending on whom I'm speaking to, I might end up enunciating everything correctly (accent-free).
I shouldn't get too excited when I drive. I missed a turn and turned the wrong way onto a one way street today. Edward was telling me about Stanford Med School, and I fell in love with it. (He's in love with Yale's). Sigh, I don't think I stand a chance though. Why do I always hold this mentality? Sigh.
