Exams' Results. The Chorus Is Over. Dangerous Party

When the friends are gone,

When the party's over,

We will still belong to each other.

Shakira, "Underneath You Clothes"

My friends and I count the days till new results coming. So lately we received our results for the Russian examination, and I gained 87 points of 100. You can't deny, it's such a good result, but I was... frustrated. I was disappointed, because I'd aimed at the score over 90, therefore certainly I flipped out on getting something less than would-be-my 90. But anyhow my mind understands 87 is a proper thing, so now I'm not so annoyed with my frustration. BTW, my friend and OTR Ilya got a perfect result, all 100 of 100 points for Russian. My congratulations to him, though I've already told him I think it's a matter of luck, so he was lucky enough to get his excellent variant of the test... As well as this luck worked for me during the English test! Well, I didn't get 100 points, but I got... 93! The results were announced only this morning, so you get the latest information :). Coming back to the talk about the results, I must remind you that I overslept the day of the English examination and hardly got there on time! Mom said, I should've overslept for every exam LOL. And what about Ilya, he received 85, that's why I said I was lucky that time. Our examinations in the form of the tests are a big lottery, you never know for sure what you get. So, this morning is the best morning of the month let it be 'week', because I still have to wait for the math result. But on getting the English results I already can forethink if I will enter the university of my dream. And yes, there are educational programmes suitable for my final score (253) and for my decisions about what I wanna do in the future. According to my mom again, now we'll shiver till the math results, than we'll shiver until official entering the university. Will I ever keep calm and carry on?

The next part of my post is that I ended up with attending my chorus. I can't say that it was sentimental and I was sad to leave it. Hell no, I'm done, you - fuck, I'll finally live my new own life. I told you, I'd been dragged in the chorus, because its header had been my teacher in my music school. So I couldn't say no; it was a nightmare in the beginning and a routine in the end. Sometimes attending the chorus was really cool, especially when we had parties, trips abroad and when I was paid money. I found new friends there also and didn't stop singing, thank them for it.

But the biggest thing of this week is a superb party in da house that has just finished. On 12.06 my parents went to visit my sister in another town, and I told them I'd bring my friend Dasha for the night. We ended up drinking vodka with Sprite with about 11 people floating around my flat. Well, it wasn't accidentally, Dasha and I had planned the party beforehand, though we didn't know my flat would be free for all of us to party there. And so we drank. Moreover, we played Twister (right now I hate it, I feel the most painful pain (I remember this expression of mine, beotches) within my body), and I played it as I do - the hardcore mode. But the most hardcore mode was when our friend Kostya decided to take revenge on me... at 8 a.m. Of course, I gave up in 3 minutes, because my arms and legs couldn't hold me for long! Also, my mom always teaches me not to compete with the men (but I always do). What about the party, so we had a couple of walks to the shop during the night, it was so funny. Just imagine, you come to a shop at 2:30 a.m.(!) to buy a bottle of Sprite, some pasta and a chewing gum. WHT?! But "that's just how we do". Also, that night we were a real trouble for my neighbors, though I don't think we were that loud. Different neighbors twice came to my flat complaining that we were partying too hard and should wrap that sht up. Now I can't believe that at my birthday party we were quieter and didn't disturb the neighbors (that night they didn't come up to our place). Anyhow, thanks to God, the police or something wasn't called. Well, in my opinion, it all boils down to thin old walls causing great acoustic transmission. When there's no sound resource in my flat, I can listen to the music at my neighbors' place. But coming the neighbors complaining, doesn't it prove the awesomeness of our party?

My cat liked our guest

How we went out at 2:30 p.m.

Night shop walker. Look into these drunk eyes!

My friend didn't give a thang
where to lie down

My cat had fun too

BTW, at the first Twister game I was so close to tear a nail off my right thumb! I just wasn't careful enough how to place my hand, so I even had to cool my thumb down not to let it bleed. Extremely hardcore!
By the morning of 13.06 the half of the gang had gone home or anywhere else, we tried to sleep, went to the shop, had the Twister revenge and more and more... Of course, almost all of us felt the baddest because of the hangover, moreover I've already written about the pain after the Twister. Ah, when I understood it was the hangover, I started singing "Hungover" by my favourite band "3Oh!3". How come I can remember songs and their lyrics even being deeply drunk and than hungover?

Wake up 9 – maybe 10

Depending how my head is feeling

Every step that I take is rattling the ceiling

Take a breath - brush my teeth

Smell like death – even bleach can’t erase the taste of last night

I got holes in my clothes

Someone’s sweatshirt – who knows what I did…

When you came over

I shoulda stayed sober

And then I got the cold shoulder

Now you know you’re the reason every time I feel hungover

Please don’t call – please don’t text

Because my phone is dead anyways

Shut the shades – close the door

And I’ll see you in a couple days

Did we kiss, did we fight?

There’s a bit of the night that I might not remember

There’s a burn on my coat

Cigarettes on my throat

I don’t know what we did

When you came over

I shoulda stayed sober

And then I got the cold shoulder

Now you know you’re the reason every time I feel hungover

Now my wallet is gone

Find missed calls on my phone

Now my exes all know that I’m lonely

Woke up with a tattoo

It looks bad but that’s cool

Cuase it reminds me of the shit that we did

When you came over

I shoulda stayed sober

And then I got the cold shoulder

Now you know you’re the reason every time I feel hungover

Well, it wasn't the end. In the afternoon I called my parents to find out they were to stay at my sister's place for another night! It meant Dasha could take another sleepover with me, and so that's what she did. We did some chores and then kicked back to watch the gorgeous "Maleficent"... in the pirate quality LOL. The movie was fine, really beautiful, Angelina was the chicest, but the talk is not about it. So, during the film we were joined by Kostya, and then... the electricity was shut off. You'll know why below, and while we were out of the Internet, we played cards and did absolutely nothing, just lied around without even saying a word. When the electricity was back, we watched a couple of films, drank some cups of tea (on typing this word the electricity was shut off again, FU!) and went to bed the sofa. Remember, we hadn't slept the night before, so there's no surprise why we had a sleepy after-party and didn't prevent ourselves from sleeping during this night. And when we woke up today, everything was also pretty prosaic. Well, I was woken up by my dad's call, then Kostya told the English (and physics for Kostya) results had been announced, so we all couldn't sleep after knowing it. Kostya cooked our breakfast, we made my flat, and that was done. The only loss of my party is a glass broken at the first night. Well, it was my dad's favourite one, so I turned our to be tricky enough to make up a story how I had broken it OOPS. Fortunately, after coming home my parents believed my words, and that glass was outshone by my breaking news about the exam's result. Here comes the part where I feel like telling you why our electricity was shut off. The whole week we've been having the worst weather for "hot summer nights" and days as well. It's been raining, "but there ain't no stopping, 'cause it's you and me against the world", the sky is so grey and gloomy, strong wind, so the only point to go out seem to be buying a bottle of Sprite, some pasta and a chewing gum. Time to time the weather become tired and slow it down, but sometimes it rises up and you'd better get our of its way! That's what I can see out of my windows:

OMG Are those cars all identical?? O_O

Well, this is it. I leave you with all this burden and one more song I run int recently. It's another hit by famous Psy featuring unbelievable Snoop Dog. I couldn't leave you without this song because it's called... "Hangover". 

Be brave to get over the hangover

P.S. I like this rhyming expression!

P.P.S. To my mind, "Hangover" is the most adequate thing by Psy IMHO.

Drunk On Literature. Dog Show.

So, the first exam's results arrived! And I... got 73 points of 100! That's an awesome result for me, because I'd had no idea what score I approximately would get. And 73 is a real achievement for me. Actually, I don't worry about the results, I'm interested in knowing them. Oh, but I worry about the math, yeah, here I do.
And past Saturday my friend Lera from the chorus (we lived together during the Japanese work) invited me to celebrate my first result in the country. She took me out to the place called called the Warm Lakes, and we were accompanied by her friends. I'm so thankful for her invitation, because I finally got myself away from my laptop and out of our city to meet the nature, though I'm not a huge fan of the countryside. Boys grilled some meat, Lera and I drank some champagne, so everything was alright! Then guys decided to go swimming in the actually-not-so-Warm Lakes. Well, maybe I would join them too, but my nature don't allow me swimming once a month. All in all the trip was nice, thanks to Lera for making that day. Yeah, on the photo below you can see that Lera and I stained each other with the cinder:D

The next day, 8th of June, Dasha got me to a local dog show. She asked me to join her, because her aunt showed her dog there as well, her dag was a Boerboel, the only one on the show. Weeeeeeell, I wouldn't say I was too excited about the dog show. We had to wait for a long time, it was so amazingly stinky around, and you was able to see clouds of dog fur flying in the air! But anyhow it was nice watching the best dogs of our island. And a cute chow chow became the best dog of the show.

Those dogs seemed to be having a date over there

I adore the Pomeranians

This monster was called Hamster. HAMSTER!!

This awesome Samoyed jumped
on me this way too ^O^ 

See the size, they were so huge!

The winner of them all

So, that's how I spent my weekend. Was yours nice? Approximately on June, 11th we'll receive the results for our Russian test, so I can't help longing for them. So it turns out to be the only thing for me to do now - just wait.
The song of the day today will be a funny disco song "Rise Up" by the Greek Eurovision 2014 participants Freaky Fortune feat. Riskykidd. Come on and rise up!

Be brave!

EXAMINATIONS ARE OVER!

It's been a while for the news to gain, so I have much to write about!
Firstly, on Monday I had my English exam. And it was such an adventure! Yes! There was nothing to do with the exam itself, but it's all about how I got to the place. Here's how it should've been. We all had to meet at our own school at 8:30 a.m. and then together head to another school where the exam was to be held. At about 9:45 a.m. we would enter the 'venue' and do everything we had to there. But there wasn't any 'we'. There was me who opened her eyes in the morning and saw the time: 9:53. SEVEN MINUTES TO THE START OF FILLING THE BLANKS IN. HELL NO. I'm not the person to be late, but when I oversleep, the nature always saves my ass mentally waking me up in perfect time for me to put the first things I pick on and get to the place I need right on time. And so this time those 7 minutes were enough to get dressed up and fly to the place of writing the examination. Well, I wasn't perfectly on time, but at the same time I wasn't late - the exam itself officially starts after filling in the blanks, and I though on my coming other pupils wouldn't be writing down their information in the blanks. But when I got to the venue, they hadn't even started yet! So I was a superhero of the day! Well, my description might seem complicated, so just get though what a lucky person I am. The exam for English was fine, not so tough, but still there were a few tasks to think. I wrote everything, while some of my friends didn't have time to write the last task - an essay.
On Tuesday, as I mentioned, I was given a mayor prize. There were only 25 senior students, the best ones of the whole city. Well, the best 24 and me AHAHA. Anyhow I got my money ("Money on my mind, money-money on my mind"), though I hoped the sum would be bigger. But thanks for that too! I've already started spending it for... food. And flowers, I've bought a bouquet for mom! And here's some photos from the event:

All the winners and our acting mayor in the center.
Almost there

So, our [wait a bit and he'll be a true] mayor and me
with antenna hair 

From left to right: my class master, me as diva appearance,
the acting mayor and my classmate (with whom I dance
every school stuff). Somehow I'm in love with this photo

In the beginning of Wednesday I worked hard trying to stuff all necessary math information into my clear head, but in the end of it I partied hard with my chorus headers, friends and one special friend who chanced to drop in on Sakhalin, but only for one (!) evening. And that friend is Nakai-san, who was the curator of our band during the Japanese trip in July-August, 2014. I had been called to the party before, but I though I'd better prepare for the up-coming math exam, the last and hardest, so I refused. But then I decided not to overwhelm my mind and instead of it get some rest with good people. So we spent some time, the vibe was awesome, and I was happy to see Nakai-san for the first time since last September. I strongly hope to see him and other Japanese friends ever again.

So, thanks to Nakai-san himself for this photos of us
all together :)

And today... Todaaaay... TOODAAAY!!! Today I've written my last and most nervous examination - for freaking mathematics! MATH IS HELL, BUT NOW IT'S OVER! I'm ready to write all the paragraph with the Caps Lock button on. I didn't oversleep in the morning, everything was fine about the preparation. The exam itself was... err... I don't feel like describing that sht, the only thing I want to say is that I'm deeply hoping to gain 60 points (of 100, of course) to prove I'm an excellent student. And now, when ALL MY FINAL STATE EXAMS ARE OVER, all I have to do is to wait for the results. Ah, and watch series all nights long, certainly. The first results - for the literature - are about to come soon enough (perfectly tomorrow), so I'm awaiting my first shock.

My mom will come back from Moscow tomorrow morning. I can't help waiting for her! And it's not because I wait for the presents, but because I've been really missing her. You see, she left me right during final exams, when I needed her support like never before. Well, she texted me cheerful words before each exam, called me after them, but it would have been definitely much finer, if I could see her by my side, if she wished me amazing luck in the morning and I told her about everything in the evening without thinking of a call's cost. But I handled it, and so tomorrow she'll come and we'll live happily ever after. Well, until I move out of here. Sure sure, in the university I'll have more difficult things than final school exams, but now (at least, according to the law) I'm still a child needing mother's help.

Aaaaaaaand the song of the day will be a nice and calm song "Long Drive" by Jason Mraz. Everything's as just I like. Though it reminds of "The A Team" by Ed Sheeran a bit, doesn't it? But it doesn't spoil "Long Drive" at all.

Long drive, long night

The best night of my life, 

With you riding, your hand on my hand. 

The thought of arriving, kind of feels like, dying.

I don’t want, to go home and be, alone.

Could we, stay out?

Could you, drive a little slower, don’t matter where we’re going,

As long as I’m with you, we could take the long way.

Chevy Nova, front seat, sofa, getting closer, to you.

Drive a little slower; don’t matter where we’re going, 

As long as I’m with you, we could take the long way.

Drive a little slower, not ready to go home,

I’d rather stay with you.

We could take the long way, to the country out of town.

Let’s get lost; I don’t wanna be found.

Let’s get away, now and be careful not to crash.

There’s no defrost and we’re steaming the glass.

You and the road have a generous shoulder

We can pull over and say we took the long way.

Headlights, not strobe lights,

I can see you, but not quite. 

I can feel you inside; the timing is just right.

For the moment, I don’t want to go home.

Take the long way.

Drive a little slower; don’t matter where we’re going.

Take the long way.

Drive a little slower; don’t matter where we going now.

Take the long way

Drive a little slower; not ready to go home.

I’d rather stay with you.

We can take the long way.

Long drive, long night, 

The best night of my life.

Be brave to pass all the exams

Summertime Sadness III

Not so much has happened since yesterday, but I couldn't miss putting "Summertime Sadness" as the song of the day, because I promised myself so.
I can't believe it's the first day of summer 2014; I remember the first summer day last year, like it was yesterday. Well, I've just gone through my post about that day and about the last summer day of 2013 to make sure how to organize my post's title. And BTW, I'm in love with "Summertime Sadness II" 's ending. How smart of me!
So, what's your plans for this summer? What about me, so firstly I figure on finishing this month called examber (thanks to my imagination), then I plan on sending my docs to the universities I've chosen and waiting to their reaction while partying hard with my friends. After getting permission to enter a university I'll be quickly off to there to give them my original documents and papers they'll need. After two weeks on the land of my university I'll be back to my island for the fortnight as well to do some farewell parties and get finally ready for my new life. And on the last day of summer 2014 you'll already have a post from my new home.
Oh man, how sentimental! But there's no time to cry - tomorrow I'll pass my next to last examination - for English this time. Actually, I can't but wait for the day after tomorrow - I'll get my mayor prize. I seem to not have written of it. OOPS. In spring my teacher asked me to bring all my diplomas to send my summary to the city's administration. It won't be the first mayor prize for me: I got the first one for "Folk Single Singer" nomination and the second one was for "Graduating Student" when I graduated from my music school with the honours degree. Before all this stuff I got a prize from the city council for being an excellent pupil. You see, our Government has sunk not enough money into me;D. I wonder how much it will be this time. MOOOAAAR MOOONEEEEEY!!!
Well, I'm not going to interrupt you anymore today. Just listen to the song of the day and enjoy the start of the summer.

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got my red dress on tonight

Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight

Done my hair up real big beauty queen style

High heels off, I'm feeling alive

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air

Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare

Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere

Nothing scares me anymore

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm feelin' electric tonight

Cruising down the coast goin' 'bout 99

Got my bad baby by my heavenly side

I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air

Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare

Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere

Nothing scares me anymore

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Think I'll miss you forever

Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky

Later's better than never

Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive (drive, drive)

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Be brave before you go

P.S. Check out my summer design! *lots of love!*

The Last Day Of Sakhalin Spring

Huh, I don't even notice what a month is outside, so I couldn't follow how the very end of May has come! I can't imagine it was the last spring in my hometown (I want to believe). Yeah yeah, 'who knows how my life will go', blah blah blah, I know. So I will try hard not to please you, beotches. AHAHAHA
Weeeeell, the day before yesterday, 29.05.2014, a final state exam for the Russian language was held. I was so self-confident before it, so I even tried making myself worry at least a bit about anything (yeah, some may wonder if I was totally mindless or what?). But after the examination itself I found something to be bothered about...

Bye-bye, School Life

My Internet lets me down these days, the most important days in my teenage life.

On 23.05.2014 as it had been planned my classmates and I had the Day of Childhood. The Day of Childhood is considered to be the last day of one's childhood and the start of the fully adult life. Usually that day is really funny and highly sentimental. So was ours. At two first lessons we handmade a paper medal for our parents thanking them for what they'd done for us. At the third lesson we visited the first form; little pupils performed a cute play for us, we sang some children's song together. It was so marvelous, cute and funny! Then we all together headed to our assembly hall to gather there with other 2 classes (or, to be more exact, with other 4 classes - 11th and 1st ones). We play several games, danced and gifted little symbolic presents to each other: we, seniors, presented each child a lucky balloon, and children gave us lucky coins. And then... the most epic thing in my life happened. The saddest song about leaving childhood playing, the first-formers was walking away still looking and waving at us. I kept my tears saving them for the next day.

I wonder if the Day of Childhood
was the reason I'd bought
the Minnie Mouse ears

I adore this photo! Just look at my face!

And the next day was one of the most important days of my life - the Last bell event itself. It was the day we finally said a farewell to our school. Actually I though I would cry a river over leaving my school. But I did not. I didn't cry!! BTW, I've never changed schools, so I attended this bureau of the hell patriotically for 11 years in a row. Well, of course it was so nervous, sad and exciting, because I gave a part of my life to it, I met my awesome friends there. But it's over for now, and somehow I end up thinking I'm glad this is the end. Looking back, I remember my friends me in the 7th or 8th grades wishing so hard for this school period to be done. Maybe days back it wasn't the same, but now my clear mind understand I won't miss those walls, my teachers (except some of my true favourites), those classes. But it's freaking pity we, friends, all have to say goodbye to each other. My people are the ones I will truly miss. Some of my mates are going to leave Russia for other places of the world, so I can only pray for Skype and other Internet powers. I hope we'll hook up during holidays, when we're all back on Sakhalin, so we shall see. All in all, leaving my guys is the thing I'll absolutely cry a river over.

Oh man, I look twelve!

Me and my class teacher

My parents and I

My sweethearts

From left to right: my nice classmate, OTR a.k.a. my friend Ilya
and me in person

What about the event itself, so it was boring, sentimental, nice, so generally as it was meant to be. Our administration delivered speeches, we sang funny songs about our teachers and danced a waltz. Huh, the waltz was pretty fine, though my boy and I made a little mistake in the end. After all everybody was taking plenty of photos (you may notice, may not you?). But our celebration wasn't over with that. Even though it was raining and awfully cold, we headed to the country. Everyone took warmer coats, parents taking care of what we were supposed to eat, a big bus took us out of town. Some people decided to leave our superb party before others, but the most of my friends and I stood strong and cheerfully, so we survived the whole day, ate amazing food cooked on the fire, and so we all had fun. Our boys even grilled bananas! (see the picture below)

The tent we hid in

All Sunday (25.05.2014) I spent in my bed preparing to the first state finale exam - for literature. And on the next day I had it indeed. I couldn't believe I was having that state exam we all had been frightened of; I actually thought I was going to another Olympiad. The atmosphere was fine, but not strict at all. So I wrote everything, hopefully I got stuff I read and knew, so the exam was pretty ok for me. The results are gonna be received on about the 6th of June, so I deeply hope I'll be great.

Tomorrow I'll pass my second examination - for Russian this time. I don't worry much about it, because I've been prepared for it in a really awesome way, so I'm sure I'll do it easily. Well, I can't be too self-confident t also, but still I consider Russian as one of the easiest subject for me. BTW, I officially decided not to pass history. I won't write it, because I'm not so sure here about my knowledge in the historical field. And if I gain less than 60 points for history, so firstly, I won't cross a minimal threshold according my potential university rule, secondly, I won't get a special regional prize. All in all, I though hard and ended up making my life an easier thing. Sooo, wish me luck!

Oh, and the song of the day! This song is actually on my mind for the entire week or even more - "Say Something" originally by the band "A Great Big World" feat. Christina Aguilera, but I also listen to an amazing version by Pentatonix. Have the both!

Be brave!

P.S. 

Fancy Walk Of Fame

Currently all my days are super-exhausting, but today my mates and I have started a good deed! We've started painting a farewell sign on the pavement in front of our school. The signs painted in front of school and dedicated to favourite teachers is a tradition among many Russian schools. School leavers write something pleasant or draw something interesting, and I think our sign's gonna be a hit!

My friend and I came up with that idea after my travel to California. What is California known for? Film Industry! Hollywood, lots of studios and many points of interest connected with movies and celebrities. I wonder if you've already guessed what I'm leading up to. Of course, the Hollywood Walk of Fame! Dasha and I decided to present our class master his own star from the Walk of Fame. But I like the suggestion of my mom's - she offered to name our teacher's star the first star on our school's own Walk of Fame! Our school will be the first school with its own Walk of Fame, I believe. :D And our sign won't be just about a star painted and a couple of nice words. Our class master will be presented a certificate proving "the occasion of the placement" his star on our local walk of fame, like celebrities with their stars are.

So today we have only drawn the star with the chalks and painted the basics. But it looks great already! Though the star's a bit lame, but we've been painting it from the bottoms of out hearts! To my mind, our teacher will like it anyway.

Thanks to my OTR for the photo of myself

The funny thing was when my friends tried to convince me that the stars of the Hollywood Walk of Fame are red. LOL what? I was there myself, I saw the colour with my own eyes, beotches! Sure, the stars aren't that pink as we paint it, but we had no choice. So, in my humble opinion using pink paint is the rightest solution. Here I put some my personal photos of the stars (of those celebrities I found and recognized) to prove one more time.

Oh yeah, I'm a superb photographer, I know. So, the song of the day will be... I want it to be funny FANCY, so TSOTD will be the song "Fancy" itself by my beloved Iggy Azalea feat. Charli XCX. Enjoy!

Be brave!