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my parents are coming over next week!!
my mum is freaking out over me not going back to russia to set things right with the university.
and i know she might be right but gosh i don't wanna go there.
i just got moved on.
don't need anything to drag me back. or should i say - away?
i'm afraid of leaving.
i know it's silly but i feel like while i'm here my chances to stay, my chances to get the prolongation are higher.
and the moment i set my feet on russian ground i'd have to stay there.
stupid, i know.
but mum has her chances to talk me into going there. for a few weeks. or days maybe.
anyway my parents are gonna be in the us in a week.
and i'm excited.
i miss them like crazy!
my mum came to support me a couple of month ago but it's been ages since i saw my dad!
and in a few days i'm gonna meet them at the airport!
with leroy by my side.
'roy is nervous but he is resolved to meet you, guys,' i told my mum the other day.
'let me get this straight,' my mum said and started mentioning my exes, 'he's not some sort of a decadent philosopher, he's not a passing affair that normal mum doesn't need to know about and he's not hiding from your parents?'
'mum, artyom was not that decadent, i didn't have that much of affairs and alexander was not hiding, you know his story,' i tried to protect them without success.
'so?' mum pushed.
'and no, he's none of the above,' i had to admit.
'i start to like the guy,' my mum summed up.
maybe my sister will come too.
and then we'll rent a car and go somewhere - like old times.
with junk food, crisps, muffins, lunches at rest areas.
and maybe with roy.
i'm so excited!!
my mum is freaking out over me not going back to russia to set things right with the university.
and i know she might be right but gosh i don't wanna go there.
i just got moved on.
don't need anything to drag me back. or should i say - away?
i'm afraid of leaving.
i know it's silly but i feel like while i'm here my chances to stay, my chances to get the prolongation are higher.
and the moment i set my feet on russian ground i'd have to stay there.
stupid, i know.
but mum has her chances to talk me into going there. for a few weeks. or days maybe.
anyway my parents are gonna be in the us in a week.
and i'm excited.
i miss them like crazy!
my mum came to support me a couple of month ago but it's been ages since i saw my dad!
and in a few days i'm gonna meet them at the airport!
with leroy by my side.
'roy is nervous but he is resolved to meet you, guys,' i told my mum the other day.
'let me get this straight,' my mum said and started mentioning my exes, 'he's not some sort of a decadent philosopher, he's not a passing affair that normal mum doesn't need to know about and he's not hiding from your parents?'
'mum, artyom was not that decadent, i didn't have that much of affairs and alexander was not hiding, you know his story,' i tried to protect them without success.
'so?' mum pushed.
'and no, he's none of the above,' i had to admit.
'i start to like the guy,' my mum summed up.
maybe my sister will come too.
and then we'll rent a car and go somewhere - like old times.
with junk food, crisps, muffins, lunches at rest areas.
and maybe with roy.
i'm so excited!!