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meanwhile i'm in america. and while i wouldn't say i go ahead with my
initial ideas perfectly, summer is here and i can feel it. america
always influences me well. you might consider it wrong to feel this way,
but, damn it, i'm definitely not a patriot and back here in america it
feels like home to me.
althouth i loathe all the bullshit kindly presented by cnn about poor
little georgia and monstrous russia and can hardly believe that all
those nice in general people right here in front of me are completely
okay being that spoon-fed by this dense gorilla-looking man.
hate the polytics. argh.
my plans had changed profoundly and the enormous price of flight tickets
on this continent obviously forces me to go to canada to my parents by
car, which i can't complain about though.
so far i'm in washington and it's impossibly great to meet lots of old
friends who do remember you after all those years and would love to get
together anytime you want. i didn't expect such a reaction to my arrival
at all! but that's the way it is here, so every evening i'm out to
dinner and i look at these faces that have changed so much and i can
hardly believe that all these people do remember my difficult name and
do remember me myself. we're recalling stuff about the time we've been
studying here together, and it turns out that we remember a lot of
amusing things, i'm telling them about russia and we're laughting at
endless differences. and i'm having such an amazing time, omg!
i'm willing to rent a car, that i don't really need now as long as i
live in the city, in a few weeks and to visit my sister finally. then
get back here to washington and move towards canada to my parents. but
before that i'll have to persuade somebody into joining me in my trip,
cause i like driving of course, but that's gonna be a really long
journey, which i do not fancy making alone. however i don't reckon it
causing me this much trouble.
initial ideas perfectly, summer is here and i can feel it. america
always influences me well. you might consider it wrong to feel this way,
but, damn it, i'm definitely not a patriot and back here in america it
feels like home to me.
althouth i loathe all the bullshit kindly presented by cnn about poor
little georgia and monstrous russia and can hardly believe that all
those nice in general people right here in front of me are completely
okay being that spoon-fed by this dense gorilla-looking man.
hate the polytics. argh.
my plans had changed profoundly and the enormous price of flight tickets
on this continent obviously forces me to go to canada to my parents by
car, which i can't complain about though.
so far i'm in washington and it's impossibly great to meet lots of old
friends who do remember you after all those years and would love to get
together anytime you want. i didn't expect such a reaction to my arrival
at all! but that's the way it is here, so every evening i'm out to
dinner and i look at these faces that have changed so much and i can
hardly believe that all these people do remember my difficult name and
do remember me myself. we're recalling stuff about the time we've been
studying here together, and it turns out that we remember a lot of
amusing things, i'm telling them about russia and we're laughting at
endless differences. and i'm having such an amazing time, omg!
i'm willing to rent a car, that i don't really need now as long as i
live in the city, in a few weeks and to visit my sister finally. then
get back here to washington and move towards canada to my parents. but
before that i'll have to persuade somebody into joining me in my trip,
cause i like driving of course, but that's gonna be a really long
journey, which i do not fancy making alone. however i don't reckon it
causing me this much trouble.