Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Hypnotic? Prosaic.

Not so long ago a muse came down to me, and I decided to form my writing thoughts. I caught myself thinking that I create a lot of things while I'm on my way to the city or back home, so I shouldn't let them die in the universe, I'd better save them in my phone at least. So maybe it will work? That's why I've just launched a side project. If all goes well, I'll inform you here. But if you're good with Google+, you may find it yourself.
The spring has finally come to our place, and I can't help enjoying sunny beams. Even though the last two days were harshly windy, I willingly assure you it's not fatal. Vladivostok is known to be a city of winds, so we all have to put up with that fact here.

BTW, fogs are a usual thing in the morning now.
Last week I got a call from mama telling me that I had received a parcel back in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk from... Hong Kong! Suffice it to say that emotions overwhelmed me - I hadn't received any mail via post office in years, and I had never done that internationally! I guessed pretty quickly that the parcel was from my pen-friend Gwen. Due to my request my mom opened the package and sent me the photos of what was inside. There was a letter congratulating me on the Chinese New Year and a couple of cute souvenirs. That was so adorable! I can't wait to send something Russian to her!

Our group mentor downloaded me Sid Meier's Civilization: Beyond the Earth. It's amazing! Although my mind blows up every time I play it, because I haven't got used to the flashing colourful graphics and all these extraterrestrial things yet, but I definitely love it!
Approximately a week ago or so my neighbor and I finished watching "Hannah Montana" started watching "The Nanny" - an American series from the 90's. You see, we decided to dive deep into the classics of the series.
My student organization studying goes quite well, though I can't tell I'm a brilliant student in that field. 
There are nearly all news I've wanted to share with you. Well, tomorrow I'll go shopping and have one English lesson with the boy.
The song of the day will be the song Dasha sent me a couple of days ago, but I have already fallen for it - "Hypnotic" by Vanic X Zella Day.

Be brave

Saturday, March 14, 2015

La Français Édition: Début

Bonjour! Je m'appelle Olga et je suis le jaune blogueur. J'habite Vladivostok, mais cette ville n'est pas ma ville natale. Ioujno-Sakhalinsk est ma ville natale. J'ai 18 ans et je suis étudiante. Je demeure avec m'amie, elle s'appelle Daria. Elle fait ses études à l'université avec moi, elle's 19 ans. J'ai encore un'amie chérie, et elle's appelle Daria aussi, elle a 18 ans. Elle habite Khabarovsk à présent et y fait ses études à l'université.
Mon père est conducteur et ma mère est médecin, ils habitent Ioujno-Sakhalinsk et vivent en communauté. J'ai une sœur aînée, elle s'appelle Ioulia. Elle est mariée et a deux filles. Ma sœur habite Taranaj avec sa famille.
Je travaille et je suis répéteur de l'anglaise.
Merci de votre attention!
Au revoir ♡

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Run Run Run

Last weekend International Women's Day passed, yey! To all girls reading these lines - you are incredible! I celebrated that wonderful day in the bars with Rodion, we had a lot of fun drinking and dancing.
Generally I keep on working, studying, learning while spring comes in again. I'm glad that here in Vladivostok seasons change according to the calendar, and not according to freaking glaciers in the sea.
I like studying French, even though we're taught in a very rough way, sometimes not having time to follow the thoughts of our teacher. Rodion started learning German, so I have one more person to talk to about languages. And now I'd like to introduce you the French part of me:

Je m'appelle Olga et je suis étudiante. J'ai 18 ans. J'habite Vladivostok, mais ce n'est pas ma ville natale, Ioujno-Sakhalinsk est ma ville natale. Mon père est conducteur et ma mère est médecin, ils habitent Ioujno-Sakhalinsk. J'ai une sœur aînée, elle s'appelle Ioulia et elle a deux filles. 

That's all for awhile, what I remember, except greeting phrases, of course.
Lately I decided to live [at least] one day without using cruel words. I've noticed that I became rude and kinda ignorant, though I know it's not who I am. My friends use strong language as jokes, and so I started to do so, and it affects me in one or another way. I should come back to my normal condition of a kind and good girl with manners and something. I know, I have some image of a cool female version of a hustla who always has something to talk back and never cares of problems, but BANG! Here it comes - all troubles, I can't bear it any more, bla-bla-bla, I need to change something, and yes, I should.
In the end, all you need is love. So I should think back of giving love to the world, give up being sociophobic - it sucks, I'd never been like that before, I should remind myself of how to be happy and open to the world not only during the weekend having another drink. I should stop being jealous and hateful thinking life isn't fair to me and I am miserable. I am not. I'm good, really good. What I do is good and what I want to do is good. It's fine that I have troubles, and it's not fine that I let all my negative thoughts pile up in my head, in my souls, whatever you call that place, and then they blow up, and I blow up, and it hurts me and people around me like an atomic bomb. And unlike Hiroshima and Nagasaki, I know when it's gonna come and how. I feel so blue and down, like I've been dissed by a million people, and a guy of my dreams turned out to be gay, and my parents turned their backs on me, and it's so stupid and silly, but I can't help it.
I know I type the same things every year, every time I feel that way. It's been pretty long since I wrote something amazingly positive. But this is the space for my self-reflection, and it works. Today I've found out what may bring me to this awful condition and so it all boils down to:

  1. The weather. In Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk my season depression started in April when I thought the snow would finally melt, and the spring would come, and the Sun would shine, and when it all sis nothing, and it still was gloomy, snowy, windy and all that jazz, I became really sad, like really. Here in Vladivostok I prayed for March, because it's known to be real spring since March here. But it's not. It's still cloudy, so windy I can't stand, there's no sunshine, it's just light in daytime, and it presses me so much. 
  2. Homesickness. Yes-yes-yes, I admit it, I miss my home. But I don't miss Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk exactly, I miss my parents. When it's tough to deal with everything, you search for the best support in the world, and I can't deny it that it's our parents. Now I started extra-working, it's still winter I don't like so much, it's nothing about my private life, so of course I feel like that kind of support no friend can give, and it's not bad or wrong, it's just the way it is. As long as I don't have my own family (and even when I have it, I'm sure), I'll have those days when you need your parents' atmosphere around. 
I know I'll get through it, the spring will come, and everything will become so fine, I'll be so happy. But now the things are just the way they are.

be brave

Monday, February 23, 2015

Sic Vives

Time goes on, I'm back in Vladivostok, we got French as our second language at university, I started a really important thing and learn four languages at once. Ta-daaa!
That really important thing is work. I started working! I told you a thousand times I wanted to become a tutor since the second semester, and I did it! Isn't it a great step in my life? It's definitely something I would write down in my autobiography. I became the English tutor for a boy, and I've already had a real full lesson with him, and everything went well. Since March I'm about to start working with a girl, but I still wait for their call. Even if I'm left with one boy to study, because it takes a lot of time and power to get to the city, I may spend about an hour on buses only to reach the place of my destination. But finally this is where I read and not waste my cell phone battery.
Last week my student organisation started its lectures, and so they started to teach us how to become teachers of their summer camp. I aim at working there for one term, I won't be able to work there for another term, because...
I have a huge announcement for you, world! In the end of summer, but in the beginning of August I'll go to... the USA! Yey!  I did decide to use my American visa one more time and have already bought the plane tickets. I'll go off to LA through Japan on the 2nd of August and be heading back to Russia through Japan again on the 11th of August, though I'll land to Vladivostok on the 13th only. After that I plan on visiting my hometown. I know, it won't be for long, and there are plenty of time till August from now, but I don't want to spend a lot of time in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk either. I love my hometown for people living there, but on seeing them I don't have much to do there. You know, on the last week of staying at home I started seeing my university in my dreams. I've got a new life, and I'm in love with that. The past is past.
While I keep on reading "Lolita" by V. Nabokov in the original, yesterday I started reading "The Plague" by the French author Albert Camus. Even though we study French, I hope you understand I read it translated into Russian, I like that book, it's kinda sad-philosophical thing I like. I guess I'll 'kill' it pretty fast, the story is really fascinating.
Yesterday Russia stopped celebrating Maslenitsa - a week when we eat a lot of thin pancakes, have fun and visit relatives, On Saturday our university had an event about it, and I even participated there as a musician! A host picked me out of the crowd and gave me an old Russian musical instrument that's actually a wash board. You know, Russians can play a saw even.

Yeah, I'm wearing red-blue shirt and a wash board on my neck
The same day, right before the event, Tanya, Rodion and I had a walk around our campus, it was snowing that time, very beautiful, though I don't approve of snowing in Vladivostok, I long for spring. So my friends and I decided to... walk on water! Well, I mean on ice. Our bay got frozen during the winter, so we could have a walk. 

Looks much like "Interstellar", isn't it?

When I'm on my way to my work, I have an opportunity to see the most beautiful views I so adore. The views of cities always take over my heart. And I take photos of them.

Be brave

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Play It Cool

You wouldn't believe, but there are two rough drafts left undone, and I don't seem to finish them. I'm tired of describing my daily life here, it stops being interesting for me. The aim of the blog as my English trainer is done, I don't need this any more, and now I only feel like pouring my thoughts out on your light heads, letting you know what's inside me, not outside. Of course I also feel like sharing my plans, whether they are Napoleon's or real ones.
If nevertheless you want to know how I spend my time on vacation, so I spend it fine. I work hard on my Italian, organize my future tutor work, go for walks with my mom and wait for Dasha to come back from her exams.
Do I miss university? Maybe. A little bit. You know, as I felt at university when I was asked if I was homesick. I always play it cool about my feelings and try not to reveal it even to myself. I am sensitive, but you won't be lucky to hear me weeping about not seeing someone for a long time. I can cry over big troubles, when things overwhelm me and I can't bear them on my weak shoulders. But one evening of crying is allowed, and then I go hard again. But feelings... Now I can totally admit that I miss my university friends: our group leader Anton, his girlfriend Tanya, even Cherry Lady's boyfriend Andrei. I don't mention Cherry Lady herself, because we've met lately and I'll stay with her till summer as well, so it's ok. I miss Ilya, who came to our home town, but only for a week. Now he's  back in Prague, and I don't know when I'm gonna see him next time. Not mentioning Dasha, she'll come to Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk in a couple of days. Rodion? I guess, we'll rather have walks with him in Vladivostok than here. I wonder if I've just mentioned all my people who's really important for me now.
I think I inherited this feature of being reserved from my grandmother. I don't remember her being passionate about anything except when I let my hair down or didn't have lunch. Sometimes I feel sorry for myself that I can't express my emotions on time, and then think it over before sleep. But then I wake up and remind myself that a moto "Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know" fits me better than "Let it go".

Be brave to feel the way you feel

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Snowboarding Girl Is Back

 We solve crimes. I blog about it, and he forgets his pants. 
I wouldn't hold out too much hope. 
John Watson, "Sherlock" BBC

Every watching "Sherlock" BBC reminds me of who I am.
So, two days ago I returned to snowboarding, and it was awesome! Dasha, a couple of our buddies and I rode the most popular winter sports place of our city called "Gorny Vozdukh" that can be translated as "Mountain Air". I snowboarded there for the first time, and I did it fine! I finally can ride the regular position (even though I had thought goofy was mine), but I can't control it fully, so I have so much to do with it! I also had a ride today, but Dasha and I didn't descend the slope too long, because the place was too ice to ride it normally, and you'd better invent an iceboard for that. But anyhow I has improved my snowboarding skills since the last year. I plan on surfing YouTube looking for the tips of better riding.

Yesterday I hooked up with my girls from the music school. Even though I live with Cherry Lady in the dormitory at university, but Christina see us much rarer. As usual we went to our favourite coffee-shop, spent there 3 good hours talking and then went home. But tomorrow we'll all visit our teacher from the music school whom we love a lot.
Moreover, tomorrow I'll prepare dough for my speciality of the house - gingerbreads. I hope everything will be fine, because I'm known with my fails about cooking,,, and with my victories.
The song of the day will be "Nirvana" by fabulous Sam Smith, that's been rolling in my head for a pretty long time. So marvellous.

Be brave to ride new ways 

Irene Adler: I would have you, right here, on this desk, 
until you begged for mercy twice...
Sherlock Holmes: ...I've never begged for mercy in my life.
Irene Adler: Twice.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

The First Of Wonderful

Well, are you ready? Do you feel fine generally? I definitely do. But now I should retell how I've celebrated this New Year, shouldn't I?
The beginning was all the same - I met the midnight with my parents, then hooked up with the friends. Then we wanted to go around the city, but we turned out to go to our former class master. When we met with him, some boys hardly hinted him to go to his place, but our teacher resisted, my close friends, the teacher and I went to the nearest square, the others separated from us. At the square the teacher opened a bottle of a sparkling wine and a box of sweets, we talked about our education, and when we got ultimately cold, we went down. We hooked up with the company again, and headed to... the 2012-2013 New Year. Even though Ilya and our class master went home, we came to Misha's place, even though it weren't 17 people now, and Misha's parents didn't welcome us at the entering. The boys started drinking vodka and playing GTA V, Dasha and I spent time warming up with hot tea and laughing at the boys' jokes. When Dasha and I became ready to go, we said goodbye to the boys and ran through the frost to Bacardi Black at Dasha's place. We couldn't resist our tiredness too long, and at half past 7 a.m. I went home. I immediately fell asleep and at about 5 p.m. I opened my eyes.
Presents time! I didn't received much this time, but there are absolutely precious ones. Dasha gave me the most awesome notebook one can ever desire. She printed my pic on the cloth and put it on the notebook she had bought with me, actually:D

Ilya presented me the nerdiest thing ever - Howard Wolowitz 16,4 cm figure. That's so awesome! 

My parents gave me soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of purr big socks and an album with Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk cover. And sweets. Back to university at our New Year party Cherry Lady's boyfriend Andrei gifted me a mug with "Wild Pandas" logo printed on it (just reminding - "Wild Pandas" is our university's American football team in which Andrei and Rodion are members). And sweets from Anton and Tatyana. MORE SWEEEEEEETS!!
So, as you can understand I've slept the whole day today, I've been eating (sing it like "I've been drinking, I've been drinking...") and surfing the Internet. Now I plan on playing the Sims 4 and watching something nice.
The song of the day will be... the latest track by Marina and the Diamonds from the future album "FROOT". The song's called "Immortal", and it isn't funny and New-Year-mooded. But the song is really beautiful and reminds of "Electra Heart" era so much. Marina released a video to the song at once.

Be brave in New Year!!!

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