italian goods

Before i go to bed , i would like to share my favourite apps (for languages learning )
These apps are ofcourse free and i love them til 100%

•Duolingo : i love to use this app as a start to learn a language. After that i like to “go on my own”. Duolingo helps you out with grammar aswell.

•Memrise : I use this one the most. This one dosen’t really help with grammar. It’s more of vocabs , you have more to choose between and i think that learning a type of letters ( like the cryllic alphabet ) is way better on Memrise than on Duolingo.

•SpanishDict ; since i’m not 100% in spanish yet , i love this app .I love that it’s so easy to use and so f**king perfect. I wish i had an app like this for all my languages.

•AnkiApp : this is a really nice one , you create your own flashcards and it shows how good/bad you’ve done on the “game/test”.

•HiNative : Is a wonderfull app , you can ask native speakers for help , vocab, translation , culture questions , pronuncitions. Everything basiclly.

/>• Hello talk : here you can chat with native speakers , i personally think that some people are shy and not that good at keeping a conversation going.But i’ve meet a couple of awsome people there!

I would like to see what other apps all of you use! I personally have tried many different ones , some better than other and some completely trash, anyways godnatt ✨💖
(good night )

EDITS: i noticed that i forgot to write about Hellotalk , so i added that

My instructor told me a really cool thing the other day and I think I’m gonna remember it for a long time. I’ve been riding this bratty little horse, Maracaibo, and he’s like 14.3hh, so like a little dude. My instructor said “Emmy, once you can learn to ride a small horse, all the big horses will be easy. With a small horse you need to control their balance. A small horse always feels faster. So once you get on a big horse, no matter what they do, they will feel easy.”


Favourite spaghetti-westerns + Japanese posters.



language moodboards (1/?) | neapolitan.

Neapolitan (Neapolitan: (’o n)napulitano; Italian: napoletano) is the language of much of southern continental Italy, including the city of Naples. It is not named after the city but rather the Kingdom of Naples, which once covered most of the area and of which Naples was the capital.

Neapolitan was originally derived from Latin, but later influenced by the Spanish, French, and Arabs.

Neapolitan has had a significant influence on the intonation of Rioplatense Spanish, of the Buenos Aires region of Argentina, and the whole of Uruguay.


10. Apr. 17 // #Aprilstudychallenge
Day 10. Your favorite page from a book.
I can’t tell if I have a favorite page, I’m sure there’s more than one; right now I can say that I’m in love with every page and illustration from “Good Night Stories for Rebel Girls” 📖🌙

4. Date // Nurseydex

« {Part 4 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

a/n: in which dex is uncultured and nursey has no manners, and they’re both perfect for each other. enjoy!

“Uh. Hey, Nursey?” Dex said, scanning over the menu. “What’s prosciutto? Is that, like, a cheese?”

“You don’t know what prosciutto is?” Nursey asked skeptically.

“Not all of us were born with silver spoons up out asses, Nurse,” Dex replied.

“But it’s prosciutto. You can buy it at, like, Costco—”


“Fine, fine. Prosciutto is uncooked Italian ham. It’s good—you’d like it.”

“O…kay,” Dex said. “I gotta say, uncooked ham doesn’t sound that appealing.”

Nursey shrugged, licking salt off the rim of whatever drink he’d ordered. “Your loss.”

They fell quiet, the hushed murmur of restaurant conversations around them making Dex a little uncomfortable. He felt weird talking in anything louder than a whisper. And was that smooth jazz? He fiddled with the napkin on his lap, which he was going to feel guilty about using later because it was so fucking white. How the hell did they get stains out of it? Did they just have new napkins every meal? Didn’t that sort of defeat the point of reusable napkins?

Trying to interpret the menu felt like reading a foreign language. He didn’t understand what half the words were. “What’s Roquefort?” he asked Nursey after a suitably long silence.

“Oh, it’s a blue cheese.”

“And chanterelles?”

“A kind of mushroom.”

“What about beer, bear—nope, I can’t even pronounce that.”

Nursey scooted forward. “Here, give me the menu and point to it.” Dex did. “Oh, you mean béarnaise?” he said, pronouncing the word with an obnoxious French accent.

“Gesundheit,” Dex said.

“I think it’s a sauce, maybe?” said Nursey. “I don’t really know that one.”

“Well aren’t you a big help.”

“Hey, I don’t know everything, man,” Nursey said as he tipped back on his chair a little, balancing on the back two legs. “This place is like, mad bougie.”

“No shit,” Dex said. He rolled his eyes. “Also, dude, stop leaning back like that. You’re gonna fucking fall.”

“‘M not.”

“You wanna bet on that?”

Nursey sighed and dropped the front legs of his chair back onto the ground. “You’re no fun,” he pouted.

I’m no fun? You’re the one who dragged us to this fancy-ass restaurant. This place is stuffy as hell.”

“I know, I know. But my moms are paying for it, so I figure we should probably at least try to go on a legit date.”

“I guess,” Dex conceded.

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