Tuesday, September 2, 2014

The First Of Everything

As I wrote in the previous post, I'm already living on the Russky island. And so let me tell you how i goes.
The view from our window
in the middle of the night
This year there are so many first-year students in the FEFU, so the university had to reorganize their almost-all-stars hotels into the dormitories for mortal students. Well, let me explain. FEFU has 3 types of place to live: I type is 5 hotels for cool guests of the university; II type is 3 big dormitories (the buildings are separated into 6.1 and 6.2 for example) for students similar to the hotels, but a bit simpler; III type is 3 dormitories for students, but the buildings are different from the others and are situated on the other side of the campus. As I said, the administration of the FEFU decided to turn super hotels into simple dormitories. And I was sent to one of these super-cool hotels! I still can't call it a dormitory. Other students and security say: "Oh, building 5? Luxury!" But all the glamour has the other side. First of all, Cherry Lady and I were located in the most remote hotel from the main canter and our academic building. Secondary, there is no kitchen and no laundry in the hotel; but they say everything will have been set and done by the end of September or the autumn in general, but who knows? But on the other hand, there are some advantages. The first one is the most beautiful view out of the window. The next one, we have an air conditioner in our room while students from other dormitories can only dream of it. Moreover, we can deal with the distance between the buildings because there are some buses taking students in two directions for free.
One thing I'm not really fond of is buses to the main land. You have to wait for long to get on a bus, and then you'll take a fabulous half-an-hour ride flattened by the crowd of the martyrs like you.
But comparing our room and our campus to the rooms and the dormitories of my friends from other cities, I have no rights to complain. Even the whole atmosphere of the campus make me feel like in the American college comedy.
What about the very 1st of September, so it was pretty uncertain for me. For the first time I didn't feel that excitement on that day, it was like an ordinary day, and it confused me, because it was my first damn day as a real fresh student at university. Well, we didn't study that day: we had a big meeting of our faculty (in the FEFU it's called schools, my school's called School of Regional and International Studies), then we divided into groups, and our one included different linguists and us - philologists of foreign languages. We went to a big auditorium where we were given some necessary information. Also we were presented languages we'd able to learn (except English): German, Spanish and French. I don't know what language I'll choose, because I'm interested in all of them. Spanish and German are taught by native speakers, studying each of the languages let one's visit the country of the language.
After all the speeches we filled in some forms... and it took some time. It took enough time to miss the main speech of out rector! I've seen him only on the photos! So pity! Still, it's not over with all documents. On dealing with the papers Cherry Lady and I went to the canteen to dine and then we were back in our hotel to rest. In the evening things were more interesting: we watched our fellow Rodion (Rodioff) training to become a part of the American football team (still I don't know if he's admitted or not), and later we headed to the party dedicated to the freshmen. It was really wild! Later on I read somewhere that some people didn't like the music at the party, said the party was dull, but Cherry Lady and I really enjoyed the event. Our legs still hurt after our unstoppable dances. Well, we were stoppable when one drunk guy wanted to get me to dance with him, and I was like "DASHA SAVE ME HE STICKS TO ME!" But everything ended up well without any harassing things.
A fine thing is that today (2.09.2014) we didn't study. All our group of linguists and foreign philologists don't have any classes on Tuesdays according to today's schedule. Awesome! But tomorrow we'll have history for the first class and PE as the third, I suppose. But also we'll have the English class. Generally, you'd better wait for my reaction, maybe everything is going to be cool?
As long as we had a day off today, my girl and I went to the city to buy some household things. And I guess that's nothing more to describe.
As I promised, the song of the day on the 1st (okay, the 2nd) day of September will be "Blame It On September" - let's follow the tradition.







Be brave to study!

Sunday, August 31, 2014

My Way Of Losing Weight

Prologue
Once again I was pretty lazy to write the whole post at home in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk, so I'm finishing it already in Vladivostok. But I won't change the date, so even if I started the post on the 17th of August and am finishing it today, let it be so. Here we go!

Part One and Only

August, 16th was the day of my arrival back on Sakhalin, but power and inspiration to write have poured on me only now.
Shortly, the travel was... ok. As I told you or not, my mom and I spent a week in Vladivostok and a week (8 days, to me more accurate) in Khabarovsk. The time in Vladivostok was brilliant! We ate in a gorgeous pan-Asian restaurant, took a ride on uncle Alik's speed-boat, had a walk around FEFU's campus, did a lot of shopping - in general, we did everything I like! The weather was HOTHOTHOT, but we didn't suffer too much, because my mom and I were taken everywhere by cars, and at the same time that's the reason I didn't manage to remember the city well. But, you know, I'll have the entire 4 years for that. So here's some amazing and not that fabulous photos I took in Vladivostok:

Isn't it awesome?
The main street of Vladivostok, or so
wat?
My face MY FACE 
Here come the photos of my university. Actually, I'd never believe we can have something like that in Russia. The FEFU buildings are so stylish and modern, I can't help waiting to get into all of them! Of course, my mom and I came in the main center to hand my original documents over, but it was the least part of what I could see. But nevertheless it impressed me so much, I'm thrilled to know what else FEFU hides.

I guess, you can easily tell the main center from the other stuff
My company and I wondered what this dragon meant.
It could be the symbol of the university or just the mnemonic
of a significant year for the organization. Mom said to find out
I even chanced to ride a scooter on the campus!
My company, the scooter and I
Mom and I glow in the Sun rays
The famous Russky bridge connecting Vladivostok and
the Russky island where FEFU is situated

The next photos were taken during the day of riding the speed-boat. After that day we also had some wonderful time in Vladivostok, but they don't show my vision of Vladivostok. To my mind, Vladivostok is bays, waves, sea breeze, ships, speed-boats, All-Russian Children Center “Ocean” and also my university since now. The only exception is going to be a photo of my at the lotus lake. It's simply beautiful. BTW, I saw real lotuses for the first time, it was incredible.



Lately I've understood I really love water transport. Naval ships, speed-boats, simple little boats and huge liner ships excite me. Even though I haven't taken trips by all of them yet (some will always be closed for me), but anyhow ships of all kinds enchant me.

Here come the lotuses


The next step of my story is Khabarovsk. My mom and I got there on plane in the morning of August, 8th, and while mom was sleeping I took a walk with Dasha. During the whole time in Khabarovsk I hooked up with some friends from my American trip and met a couple of mom's old friend. I must have told you that my mother studied in the university in Khabarovsk, so she's got a lot of acquaintances there. But due to the fact that I was there for the 3rd time, I didn't take a lot of photos there. Most of them were just selfies with my friends for Instagram.

The Lenina square 
My winning photo in front of TonyMoly brand shop. I hope
there's one in Vladivostok too
Me and Vicka
Me and Christina. But Vicka, Christina and I didn't chance
to meet up all together


Dasha and I
Our plane home
The midnight city of Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk

~~~~~~~~~Time of awesome stories~~~~~~~~ 
When I met up with Christina after her work, she suggested eating. We went to the cafe, she chose the Ceaser salad and tea for the both of us. Due to having already eaten, I decided to take a simple dessert called "Fitness". On reading the products for that dessert (vanilla quarg, muesli and something else) she asked me: "Will you really eat it???" After her repeating that several times, I gave in and chose a cheesecake. And in my opinion, that damn unwanted cheesecake was the reason I'd felt so terrible for the rest of the trip. I couldn't eat anything except water and rice, my stomach hurt, that was the worst days ever! Of course, after three days when I ate only water and rice, I've lost enough weight to name my post like that.
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On coming home I had to do lots of things: I had to prepare all the health certificates, meet with my friends and relatives I left in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk and also say goodbye to them who was also going to move somewhere. My parents and I went to one of the most expensive cafes of our city. Well, basically it's a restaurant, but it's called "Cafe No.1". And it was delicious! It definitely cost what we paid for it. 
But today (31.08.2014) I've already on the Russky island for the 4th day, but you should wait till the next post for more details.
The song of the... period will be "I Am A Pirate, You're A Princess"  by the band "PlayRadioPlay!" (now the band's called "Analog Region"). I've found this song in a fan-video for "Once Upon A Time", and fell for it. Enjoy!






Be brave! Be nice!:D

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Vladivostok Today

Prologue
This post is kinda a time travel. I did write it on the 5th of August, but the Chinese iPad of uncle Alik didn't let me edit all the stuff, so I'm finishing this text on the 22th of August, but still I'll save an original date.

Part One and Only

It's really weird to create a new post with the iPad, but I won't deny - it feels fabulous. Yeah, if you follow my way, you must notice that according to my previous posts and the calendar I must be in Vladivostok, and so I am. Uncle Alik gave me his iPad to do all my usual Internet chores with it, and only yesterday's night I remembered about my honey blog. So right now I'm feeling like a high-fashioned blogger from New York making a post with a high-tech device. Absolutely fabulous.
What about Vladivostok, so I've totally fallen for the city. The only thing I feel unsure about is its roads and streets. I think it'll take enough time for me to get used to all the city's communication, ways, roads, streets, because it's so damn complicated! I bow down in awe to Vladivostok's citizens who know how to easily get from point A to point B in this city.
Talking about my university plans, so today (5.08.2014) is an important day. In a few hours the list of the students entered the university will be announced on the cite, so I can't help waiting to see my name among the others. My Cherry Lady told me she'll also study on the government budget basis, though in the beginning of this mess she thought she'd have to pay for the education. So, I'm glad for her' she as well as I will be able to get the scholarship.
Here's some photos I've taken within those days in Vladivostok which chanced to be automatically uploaded on my Google stuff:









Epilogue 
Yeah, I know, the post isn't too long, but that's what I could create that day. Maybe, I could write something more under the photos - but only if I could roll the text box down (I've already written the iPad was obviously made in China and somewhere undercover). Probably, tomorrow I'll make a new post about the whole travel and my final preparation to my final move. Lots of love xxx!

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Insane. BANG BANG!!

My head has been going BANG BANG for the last week, and it hasn't been in vain. The day before yesterday St. Petersburg State University announced the list with would-be students' final exams scores, and that time I understood... I will study in Far East Federal University in Vladivostok. In St. Petersburg university's list I was at 300th and 500th places for different faculties, and everyone can understand no university organize a faculty with 300 or 500 students. In general I made up my mind with entering FEFU, because I'd already known I'd get there my place on the government budget basis ( I won't have to pay for my education). So, you see, "everything has changed".

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Victim Of Moving

Every time I see something like this, it reminds me of who I am:


And so today I just feel like outspeak everything what's happened with me and what is about to happen. Get ready for absolutely random stuff in no order.
The first and the biggest thing absolutely is not a happy one. We it was happy in the beginning - the day before yesterday (25.072014) Dasha came back to Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk from her about 2 weeks trip to Khabarovsk where she will study at university. I was so glad to see her, moreover now everyday for us together is precious. But then, as a modern proverb says, shit actually happened. Dasha, I and a couple of our friends were standing by a playground talking while some boys playing football at that same ground. That sunny day showed no signs of trouble, and then BANG a big and heavy blow in my face, I heard a crack of my favourite sunglasses; a few first seconds I couldn't even understand what had just happened. Then I saw my sunglasses on the ground broken, a ball lying not far away, Dasha was already making it clear to the boy who hit us with the ball that he's the last completed asshole on the planet. I fought my tears, but I couldn't resist my emotions and pain, so I let myself out and cried for good 30 mins, if not even more. Later I figured out Dasha was hit by the ball too - it came to her jaw after my face at the rebound. Now I look like one of riff-raff or like a victim of family violence.

The photo was taken right after I'd waken up
to make it look more dramatic with my
panda eyes
I hope it'll be over by the 1st of August - I don't want to show up in the university committee with that bruises on and under my nose! BTW, I'm also really frustrated with the loss of my favourite sunglasses - I bought them with an amazing discount! So now I'm going to find something new. :C
Another big thing is that I can't help waiting for the next week, I've just written about the August 1st in the previous paragraph. On that day my mom and I will fly to St. Petersburg to hand my original documents over to my university. I seem to have written this stuff for a thousand times, don't I? Anyway, we'll be in that part of Russia till the 16th of August, so we'll be able to visit our relatives ( though it can make 20 hours by train) or maybe travel to somewhere else, it will all depend on money we will have. You see, if I get my place in the university on a commercial basis, we'll have to pay for the first term immediately. But if I'm lucky to have my education on the government budget basis, my mom and I will be able to rock St. Petersburg the fuck out. I'll know something clearer soon enough, because preliminary lists are coming. Then we'll be back home, and I'll leave my hometown for good on the 30th of August.
The weather on Sakhalin is fine, so maybe next week I'll chance to visit the seaside, who knows.
Ah, nearly forgotten. Some days ago I hooked up with my friends from the music school, one of them was Cherry Lady who hasn't been mentioned for long, and another was Christina who currently studies in another city and now are visiting out mutual hometown on her vacation. I hope even after our leaving to other cities, we'll keep on gathering together in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk.

We weren't drunk, we were together
Nowadays I prepare for my moving to St. Petersburg with so-called 'spring cleaning', that's actual summer cleaning. I choose what to bring with myself to our cultural capital, what I should totally throw into garbage, also almost everyday I put up 'the big washing', and lately I found out that 50 Shades of Grey is what's actually happening in my closet. Dasha gave me a big bag, so I have something appropriate to carry all my stuff in. I always forget that I'll bring not only my clothes and my favourite blanket, but also all my cosmetics, accessories, a couple of books and Satan-knows-what-else-I-can-think-of. That's why the 2 last days before our trip I'll be thinking and packing, thinking and packing. Of course, I'll be back, so I'll have another chance to move my things, but it's better to carry the most of them now while I have my mother's help. In the end of August I'll have to handle with it on my own!
And the song of the day will be a pretty old (in our modern measurement) song by Cheryl Cole called "Parachute". It's so awesome the music video features Derek Hough! LOVE HIM


I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand
I don't tell anyone about the things that we have planned
Won't tell anybody, won't tell anybody
They want to push me down
They want to see you fall down

Won't tell anybody how you turn my world around
I won't tell anyone how your voice is my favourite sound
Won't tell anybody, won't tell anybody
They want to see us fall they want to see us fall

I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down

I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down

Don't believe the things you tell
Yourself so late at night and
You are your own worst enemy
You'll never win the fight
Just hold on to me, I'll hold on to you
It's you and me up against the world
It's you and me

I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down

I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down

I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I'll fall into you

I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I'll fall into you

I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down

I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down




*Be brave!*

Friday, July 18, 2014

#AuntieStyle

Yesterday (17.07.2014) I chanced to repay of being an aunt, and that is how it started. Since my sister got married, my mom has had an unruly wish to set up a photo session for our family. And now, when my sister has already had 2 daughters and I've almost-almost left the island (I only have to wait till the end of summer, is it much?), our dear mother turned out to have found a professional photographer among her patients' parents (my mom is an osteopath for babies). So mother asked me to be nice and have a walk with my sister's family and the photographer in the park. OKAY. But lately my mood has been a bastard, so I wasn't too excited about all that and didn't expect something outstanding. So I was right and this is how it all was, the camera-girl took lots of photos of my little nieces (BTW, the eldest one just turned 5 on 16.07.2014, so it was kinda a Birthday present), and even I'm gonna have a couple of my own pictures. Then the photographer could breath easily for a couple of hours, and we ourselves moved to entertain the children. But I wasn't left behind, so even I had a chance to test two attractions, though I was a bit old for them.

A bombastic photo like I know how to do a pro model face
Nah, I didn't ride it, but I just like such kind of attractions,
they're really stylish
Yeah, here I go with the elder niece
After riding everything the girls wanted ("Let me see you ride ride ride"), my sister offered to eat, so we headed (thankfully, by car) to another part of the city in the mall to feed ourselves. Actually, if I were them (my family's sister and the sister herself) I wouldn't have gone that far, there were plenty of little coffee-shops around; but they, people from tiny village, definitely found something exciting about the mall.
But it's not the end. On eating at the food court, we were off home to prepare a festive dinner in honor to the elder niece's Birthday and also to prepare ourselves to another photo set. That camera-girl had to come to our place to take pictures of all-all of us, I mean including my mom and dad. It was so quickly, I couldn't even name it a photo session! Well, I also can't say we all were too stirring about taking the photos: men just didn't like taking photos of themselves generally, I was posing like I was a modest girl (with the hair half red, yeah); only my mama and sister seemed to wish to take as many photos as possible. Anyway, I was glad there was such kind an even in our family life, it was a fascinating experience. Now we have to wait till the camera-girl edits our photos, so I'll be able to change my profile picture!:D *Internet-victim*
Talking about my abilities of the aunt, so here I'm not that good as I am at singing or English, for example. I've never wanted to spend a lot of time with the nieces; actually, I don't get along with little children in general, they freak me out. Even when I feel like being a cute auntie another time, all my wishes end up with me not understanding what to do, how to entertain the girls, what they want, what they need, what the hell is happening???! So all I can do as an aunt is to turn on some cartoons, give the children some papers and pencils and get away ASAP. Maybe, my maternal instinct hasn't just woken up yet? At least, according to my recent tweet: "I know I'm a bad aunt, but I may be a good role model, may not I? #selfish" I may not show my 'love' to my nieces, but it's important for me to be a decent model for them, I want them to be proud of me, their aunt. When I grow up, I want them to point on my photo and say enthusiastically  "That's my aunt!" And when I come to my nieces, I want them to ask me to tell another story of my travels and works; I want to teach them how to tell 'hello' in Japanese and 'goodbye' in Italian; I want to show them life is more then a village by the sea shore. I want to prove myself I'm worth being an aunt. But now I understand it's just not my time yet.





Be brave to be a part of your family

Thursday, July 10, 2014

An End To Start


Well, hello there, y'all! I haven't written for 'a while', might even have already forgotten how to type. You know, I've had so many things I would fill a book in with all that sht, but at the same time 'all that sht' made me feel exhausted like I'd been working in the deepest mines of hell and Satan never paid me. But I won't overwhelm you with the details and will try to trigger only the most interesting things in my mind about how I finished on of the most important parts of my life and am ready to start a new one. So, here I go.

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