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Помогите One of the biggest shocks when you arrive in a new country can be the clothes people are wearing. You may look fashionable at home, but you suddenly find you are behind the times or simply someone to laugh at when you arrive abroad. With this in mind, let's take a look at teenage fashion in the UK for girls. One of the things that may shock an outsider most is piercings. These days it is not enough to simply wear rings in your ears. You will see many teenagers with rings in their navel, or belly button, nose, lip, or even their eyebrow. Ouch! Some girls go for a 'glam' look. They wear T-shirts; trousers are usually preferred, blue or black, and the look is finished off with metallic bags and shoes and arms full of bracelets. Another alternative is the 'rocker' look. You start with a T-shirt of your favourite band and tight jeans or a long skirt. On top of this you can wear a denim jacket. Jewellery tends to be large and metallic, and to add colour, wear a scarf. If neither of these is for you, why not go 'sporty'? T-shirts are usually tie-dyed in hot colours. Wear long shorts, short jeans or a denim skirt. And on your feet? Beach sandals, of course! If you prefer something more feminine, there's the 'girly' look. Skirts are long, to the floor. Wear a top with butterflies or flowers printed on it! Finally, how about the 'Tom Boy' look? Wear flared jeans and a T-shirt with a logo. Don't forget your waistcoat, of course! Follow the fashion tips above, and you shouldn't feel out of place. However, it's important to remember to wear clothes and choose a look that you feel comfortable with. Don't just be one of the crowd - be yourself! А 1)Fashion is not the same in different countries of the world. 1)True 2)False 3)Not stated A2)Piercing is the most popular thing in teenage fashion. 1)True 2)False 3)Not stated A3)You don t have to wear special clothes to get a certain look. 1)True 2)False 3)Not stated A4)We need to be comfortable with what we wear / 1)True 2)False 3)Not stated
Помогите, пожалуйста, с переводом! Shaking myself, I remembered that I wanted to watch some movie that just premiered last weekend, so I went to buy a ticket and a bag of chips. Entering the hall I noted that there were many moviegoers today. I settled down and started to tuck down to my bag of chips. I opened it, and lo and behold, the large puffy bag just held but a small handful of chips! Such a chiptease! Grumbling, I downed the measly thing in one gulp. As the movie started I noted that it was just another boring film that centers on columbusing. It wasn't helping either that there was a cellfish person sitting next to me. Shut up woman, people are watching a movie here! I have no interest listening to you nerdjacking about horoscopes, and I bet neither does the person at the other end of the line. The theories she was discussing were so unlightening. Besides, she is such a grammar errorist. It makes the grammar nazi in me cringe. The person on the other side of me is no better. He is such an askhole! Why is the protagonist doing this? Where is he going? What's that? His date who was subjected to this bombarding session was looking visibly annoyed. Being annoyed myself, I headed for the toilet for a piss. As I stood there mid-piss I felt a juggersnot coming up. Panicking, I quickly finished my piss just in time before I let out the biggest sneeze of my life. So impressive it was, in fact, that the other dudes clapped for me. A dude in one of the cubicles gave an afterclap. Half embarrassed half impressed with myself, I gave a half bow and quickly scooted out of the loo. By the time the movie ended it was really late. I boarded the last bus, and being the carcoleptic I am I promptly lost consciousness. Luckily my house is at the last stop and the driver shaked me up. Wearily I opened my door and ascended to my bedroom. Wiggling out of my jeans I chucked them to my chairdrobe. Man, the laundry is starting to smell. Shrugging that thought aside, I dove into the pile of blankets and pillows I normally use as my internest and instantly felt a wave of bedgasm. Ahhh, this is what I need. Next afternoon I woke up to feeling empty and alone again. Ah Jake my bro, why did you fall for that woman? I groggily reached for my laptop and tried to start on an assignment, but I was so unkeyboardinated that I gave up on the attempt and pushed my laptop aside. As I contemplated on what to do next, Jesse called me and said he's on a mission to beerboard one of his colleagues this evening to find out what the boss said to her, and wished for me to come along. Having nothing better to do, I agreed, and arrived at the pub just as Jesse arrived with said colleague, who also brought a friend of hers. I gaped. That friend looked EXACTLY like me. What are the odds? And to think that two different genders can look exactly alike! She was equally dumbfounded, and as we got introduced to each other I could sense that Janelle, which was her name, was interested in me. As the night wore on and Jesse proceeded with his beerboarding, Janelle and I attempted at nonversation. It was clear that none of us wanted to just talk, we wanted something else. As the clock struck one and Jesse was deep into his beerboarding business, Janelle and I snuck off to my place, and we spent the night in my internest. Next morning I woke up to empty sheets next to me. Perplexed, I texted Janelle, asking her where she was, and voiced my romantic interests for her, and that I thought we were soulmates. I waited in textpectation. 5 long minutes passed before Janelle replied with a lengthy text, explaining that I was a nice guy, but she just saw me as a doppelbanger, and nothing more. I was crushed.