|The view from our window|
in the middle of the night
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!