Waiting for spring
It is almost a whole year I`ve been working for MTS but only now, after a long talk with my brother, I`ve realised my career isn`t under my control as I thought it somehow was. I just work, I perform my functions, I`m never late and don`t stay at the office too long either, my work is done always in time, so there`s neither a criticism from boss`s side about me nor a real satisfaction (let`s omit the exceptions).
I have to do something more about my duties and beyond my beliefs about my own capability. Just in case to move forward I must ignore this awful weather, pull myself together and become just a bit more responsible starting from tomorrow.
And.. you know how girls enter into their new lives? (yep yep, every new mood is like a new life..haha) – I`ll wear different clothes tomorrow. I`m tired of these jeans and black sweater, want something bright and lively. I believe tomorrow`s twenty degrees below zero will be warmer than the same twenty today =) And my specialist position will open new opportunities for self-development and achieving new level.
P.S. Don`t worry, I`ll put on a cap.
My oldest and dearest friend
My friend Kirill lived in a small town Sarov not far from N/-Novghorod. As all the others he finished school, graduated from university, then got married and had three children.
Kirill was always keen on computers. At that time when the world wide web had entered into our life he knew it was his future. In 2000 he created his own website and invited his friends to visit his personal webplace. For the next few years Kirill had been developing the site and eventually it became the area for not only his friends and relatives to meet there but for all the town`s residents. This site replaced the most popular newspapers in Sarov when the freshest news had started first updating on it. When Kirill`s project began to bring in a revenue he could even quit his office job.
Wishing only the best for his wife and three young daughters he understood that living in Russia didn`t meet their requirements: financial situation in Russia was terrible (and still it is), low living standard dissapointed, and the winters – honestly, it`s a miracle we`re still alive. Seeking out for the place where it would be comfortable and healthy to live in he suggested moving to Australia – the land witch attracted with its wildlife, high living standards, comfortable weather all year round, and many different opportunities offered in there witch included a great job, variety of activities and etc.
Nowadays Kirill has got his successful project witch half supports financialy and an interesting job in twenty minutes far from home. He lives in Adelaide, South Australia, with his family and he is happy with all the changes he`s made. And after all seems so right and wonderful he doesn`t stop thinking about making his life even more perfect.
My First English Lesson
It was a disaster. All English books I`ve read, all foreign movies I`ve watched are for nothing.
I was asked simple questions about my life circles, English practice, causes of attending these courses and etc. I could answer it easily if I had more time to consider the structure and words to compose a good-sounded sentences, but I was all about trying to find a suitable word and saying interjections instead of feel natural and talk just the way I can.
It was only first lesson but I already regret I`ve attended the group courses. I thought it would be easier and more itneresting if I had conversation not only with a teacher, but with class-mates as well. But now as for sure I`d better prefer the teacher to focus all her intention on me.
The second lesson is on Thursday. Will think somethig out about all this idea.
Dear Diary
I can still feel the grandiose changes taking place in my mind and I want to outline a little plan for this year lest I forget the things I do truly desire.
Free to choose the way of spending my very own time I decided to do what I actually want to do and to set it as my principle 2012.
I always admire people who speak fluent English. Not Spanish, Italian, Swedish and, God forbid, Chinese! but English. Those sounds of foreign words are charming. The only reason I don`t speak English is laziness I suppose.. okay, I admit. And now I want to set it as a point number one in my list and make myself learn it.
The cause for not having driver`s licence is more justified – I haven`t got a car so it`s sort of needless to have licence at all, and have to confess it`s a bit scary for me when in traffic and I imagine myself driving at that moment. And what is for now? I think that where an operating permit is – there is a car as well.
And before I go to bed – I promise I`ll do my best for the best for me ) I won`t be lazy, I`ll try to not hang my head if something goes wrong I will smile and achieve my little goals step by step.
Down To Earth. Back from Aussie
Don`t really know whether I dreamed it or I actually was to Australia. Time passed so fast and I`m already back to Moscow.
From Melbourne through all the greatest showplaces such as Hanging Rock, The Twelve Apostoles, The Great Ocean Road, Sinkhole, Blue Lake, Old Tailem Town, Naracoorte Caves, – to Adelaide.
To be honest it`s beyond description, everything I saw around there you should see it yourself. I can`t even find words now to convey my feelings, for its inexpressible.
I`ve still not recovered from the impression, will try to write a little story of my eight days in Australia later.
But turning back to my journey I`d say Australia isn`t like other lands, it`s something different, fantastic and magic, and there is no need to visit all the countries in the world to realise it.
In a moody mood
I don`t know how exactly Aussie will be for me but I already love this land and sure I`ll be happy there and have the loveliest New Year ever. Gooosh, can`t wait to start my packing!
I`m so excited waiting for the departure day!! Frankly, my mind has already landed to Guangzhou and started to register for Melbourne flight! Two weeks, hon.. there`re only two weeks left to wait…
There is one thing I adore in journeys the most – being en route, wherever I travel to. It`s always so romantic to look out of a window in a fast moving transport, to see the pictures changing each second and to think about stupid things like how the cell seriously works and where this boutique with a line of only white topcoaties can be actualy found, or.. didn`t I forget my passport on the table at home (?!!)
Oh, did I mention my New Year 2012 would start in Melbourne? Yeeehhhh, it will !!!
[is listening to New Years songs]
As cold as ice
It amuses me when men say ”I’m not married yet, and you already nag at me.”
Damn, I’m not married yet, and you already enrage me.
The question of the day on LJ: Do you like winter?
NO!!
Little sentimental monologue & Preparation for Helloween Party
I`m so glad me in Sarov. When I`m here everything is so easy and perfectly right. And it`s so serenely here.. I love it. And am delighted with a taxi for only 50 rubles. Am feeling rich I can allow myself everything here in double portion that I can`t when in Moscow. And people here are better imho. I think it`s because they aren`t spoiled by the big city life rhythm and feigned relationships. Feels like I`ve been missing something all the time and only with back to town it calms me down. Sarov is a nice place to escape to
Me and Ko are going to Fellini tonight for celebrating Helloween Night. Alex Bazanov is in a photographer costume as usual. Sophie is a bussiness lady. I wanted to buy Sponge Bob`s costume with a black cloak and a trident, but the stores in Sarov absolutely aren`t ready for this day to offer a perfect helloween equipment for their customers. Soo.. black manicure and bright eyes – the only payment to Helloween from my side)
Gonna get ready for party.. The hardest moment is – WHAT TO WEAR?!
“`Cause music is my language”
There aren`t many tracks that I listen to again and again 10 times in succession. I turn it on as loud as my laptop allows. Especially when in the car – goooshh – I am a nightmarish passenger for drivers who hate a loud sounds of radio Best FM or DFM but I can`t help it..
And the worst thing at those moments – I sing along ^^ alexandra_burke_-_the_silence