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!*

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