I'm not alone, I'm just fucking free

Thinking of detaching from parents. Maybe after my winter exams. So need to find a proper job and a proper person who can cook, wash, sweep, iron and other householding stuff. But above all need to find myself a proper boyfriend to have some moneyed and emotional assistance.

Mum's murmuring smth about children. MY CHILDREN. She says she's not against to become Grandma.

That's it. That's my faith. That's the faith of every progressive girl who has reached the reproductive age and has parents who grew up in former Soviet Union. I'll be reminded about it every week and i'll be told horror stories about spinsters who died alone in their flats and nobody has ever come to them until their bodies turned into ashes. Maybe a turlte will suit? But last time i had a turtle it stick to the floor and we had a wonderful turtle soup. Joking.

French ppl are crazy. That's the results of the goverment's policy. But if it hadn't been for the racists here in Russia we would have had the same things. But actually we HAVE it without any mass disorders as a normal way of life. A bit spicy though.

Well, hi again.
Haven't been writing for so long - was v.busy actually with entering the universities and other stuff. Though u can congradulate me, now I'm a student of Polytechnical university and my specialisation is Management of the Enterprises of Energy. This's a REAL shit. First course's ok but then we're supposed to work on the lathes, do different stuff like drawing the model of a steam-boiler or just doing some fieldwork on the matter of turbines. Think will go crazy in a few days.

The reason why i haven't written for so long was that I simply didn't know what to write because everything was so usual. But some days ago I decided that the boy I was gonna to date with was a real shit 'cuz he laughed when i occasionally hit my arm. So i went to my ex-boyfriend that had been in love with me since we split up and he told me a lot of pleasant things (he always does it. he's smth like my private psychologist). so i decided i'd dance with him in the graduation evening (actually i was supposed to dance with THAT guy).
so now my mind's free again and i think i'll keep on studying very hard to enter the university.
I'm very glad i don't think about him anymore 'cos now i can normally talk with my friend (she's secretly in love with him too and i couldn't tell her about my feelings). and i understood that i used to fell in love with boys that are no good. i mean I loved when i wasn't loved. and when the boy's in love with me i don't want to have anything in common with him. i think it's some kind of masochism but nevertheless it's over and i'm glad i've got such an experience.

Oh this is REALLY shitty!

Yesterday I went to my 4-month Maths courses and I got in the Looser's group. Perfect. The ppl round me knew nothing. There was hardly any boys here so I was really bored and solved all things per 1-2 min. that's why 20 min later our teacher gave me individual tasks that I should have fulfilled. I really hope that I'll be moved on the upper level.

The boy of my dream goes to the same courses as me. But - what the fucking shit - when I see him all my wit and confidence fly away and I begin to shake like a rabbit. Hey, I really don't like this situation.

My friend seems to have gone crazy. She began to search for the highest reason of life and blah-blah-blah..Oh-oh. I hope she won't enter any religious group. I hope it's just the hormones or smth like that. all in all it's better not to touch her now

Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy 'cos I really have NO week-ends at all. I mean, relaxing, do-what-you-want week-ends like all other normal people have. Nooo, we don't look for easy ways! (c) We like when it's all complex and difficult and that's why every Saturday evening and every Sunday I attend university's courses. On Saturday I've got 3-hour maths and on Sunday I study Economics for about 6 hours!
This mean:
- forget about boyfriends
- forget about snowboard
- forget about doing waltz
- forget about bestfriends
- forget about all and studystudystudy

Oh-oh, i am a VERY self-sacrificial person

Today my post is about metro - one of the most hated but popular transport in Russia.
For those who doesn't know I explain: it's a big underground net where trains are used. The trains are usually blue and arrive with an interval of 2-3 min.

To enter a metro you have to have a special pupil's or student's card or a special certificate of a pesioner. In other case (in my case :) you have to buy special coin which costs 10 roubles (1/3 of dollar - from the 1st of Febriary it'll be 12 roubles) and is called jeton. It's rather uncomfortable as there're always long queues in front of the ticket window but as I don't use the metro so often so I decided not to buy a pupil's card.
As for me, I hate metro. I hate it because of the homeless (bomj in Russian) that usually enter the carriage and begin to beg the money. I usually don't give anything and I don't advise you to give anything to them because it's a great business net. I hate rush ours when you can't even move and if you stand near the doors of a carriage then you'll have to quit and enter again on every station because of the crowd that quits and enters :)

Also I hate men that try to make use of the cram and feel the girls up! Thanks God, i haven't met such shit but my friends did. One of them caught the arm of him, rose it up and cried: "Whose arm is it that is touching my ass?!" All people began to laugh at that man and he became red and ran out of the carriage as soon as the doors opened.
And the biggest disadvantage of the metro are old women with handcarts! Don't ask me why but it's a special casta, I think, that is sent here by God to annoy and make people get over difficulties of their lives.
In addition, I feel very drained when i use metro. In my opinion, this is because of that the unknown people are too close to you and they break your private space.
But all in all our metro is very beautiful and each station is worth claiming the masterpiece of art.

Oh, thanks God, it's much warmer now - only about -24C. Though it's rather cold here, in my flat because there're different problems with heating due to the frost so I'm sitting now in a cap and 2 sweaters trying to type something. I think it's time to put on gloves.
My friends told me that there were some problems with electricity too so they even had to light the candles.
We don't go to school because of the low temperatures but, believe me, it's SO boring just to sit in your room doing nothing so i'm going to the cinema and then maybe i'll try snowboarding (i hope the slope isn't closed). But firstly I should go to the university because today is the Day of Open Doors on the faculty I'm going to study at.

( I wish it was summer )

My decision to create a diary has different aims. First, and, to be honest, the most important thing is to improve my English skills as i have firm plans to enter a university abroad so I will have to pass TOEFL or IELTS. Why do I want to study abroad? Well, the most obvious reason is that it has been my dream for a long period of time since I visited Sweden.



I liked the way people live in Europe, I liked the way they dress, i liked the cleanness of the streets and the indescribable feeling of holidays (i was there some weeks before xmas so Stockholm was all beautifully decorated!) and i liked the attitiude towards old people and homeless and i strongly decided that some day i'd live in Europe or USA. So, as it's known, the dream's built with one's hands and I decided that i wanted it to come true. I want to create a fairy-tale for myself.
And the next reason is that i'm very interested in the way of living of people in other countries, in some of their habits and traditions that we actually don't have here, in Russia. And also, of course, I want to meet new interesting people to communicate with)

Upd I'm sorry if there're any mistakes - please, don't be afraid to tell me about them :)