Всё начинается с чьей-либо мечты
afternoon is my library time from now on.
i'm reading books on some learned theories. listening to an i-pod given by steve who shrugged his shoulders and said, 'that's my sister's. she's off for college and said that's not fancy any more'.
he just brought me a glass of starbucks orange-banana-mango smoothie by the way.
communal life i've never had before is so exciting. we all live as a big family. i couldn't even imagine anything like that. especially in the us where people are mosly successful in contrast to our msu students from poor odd corners of incomprehensible russia. and what we have here is incredible.
i drink my smoothie. i'm all good.
and i think to myself that sometimes you miss it all too desperately.
Alexander. parents.
i miss them so badly. nightly when everybody's gone.
and i realise gosh how much i love them.
and tears choke me.
but no! no crying.
i have a feeling i once promised myself not to cry. i'm not sure whether that happened or it's just my imagination. but i'll do my best.
we get over this.
back to reading. hell yeah.

@темы: the US