During the period of exams my room becomes absolute chaos and I hate it but can do nothing. Well, there is no empty bottles of cola or any other stuff like that but books, loads of books, and paper with my handwriting. Probably some time ago I thought this information on the paper is gonna be useful. No way! It irritates me! I still have 6 exams left. my french language is tomorrow.
And by the way I am quite close now to share the opinion that when you become successful at work, you have various projects to work on, etc, your private life is nearly ruined. Damn, the lack of moderation in official and personal sides of life is the main reason of this. But show me a moderate young person and I'll probably tell you it is anomaly. So, as "Modern Talking" used to sing, "we can win the race", I'll cope with everything and restore my private life and lower the pace of working. Summer is closer than ever, in such moments we shall relax, have fun and fall in love, shan't we?)
I watched the Eurovision contest last night and I quite agree that the girl from Germany was the original one. I also liked Dutch duet a lot. About Petr Nalich I can say I also liked his perfomance and his song, actually, this year was the 1st time I didn't feel any shame about the competitor from my country.
It is widely known that the power of words is immense, but I've recently came across an interesting quotation which made me think about words in a rather different way.
"This is something that has concerned me most of my sexual life-which began late, I must announce to this select company. In the same way the sexual pleasure of conversation came to me only after I was married. I had never thought words erotic. Sometimes I really do like to talk more than fuck. Sentences. Buckets of this buckets of that and then buckets of this again. The trouble with words is that you can really talk yourself into a corner. Whereas you can't fuck yourself into a corner."
Caravaggio
"The English Patient"
Michael Ondaatje
I have some "girlish" fears and phobias. For example, I am really worried about getting the weight on. Well, I am not Thumbelina and I wouldn't like to resemble her, but still sometimes I hesitate. I know that I am not fat, I know for sure, but when I feel dissatisfied with myself I start criticising my own appearance. Damn, I know it is harmful for a self-estimation! However, this criticising doesn't prevent me from eating in the evening (probably because I usually come home at about 21:00 and I'm hungry). I do exercises regularly and I wish I could grow thiner.
It is monorail train road in Ostankino. I believe the same thing in Britain is called DRL or something like this, I'm not sure. It's really convenient and allows to enjoy the scenery but 100% unsuitable in the historical part of Moscow.
Today's note is not connected with Russia, Moscow, etc. Salinger was the author of one of my favourite books.
"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be."
"The Catcher in the Rye"
J.D. Salinger
It's a sign on one of the buildings in the centre of Moscow. I like the way the light is covering the wall's surface, seems it's golden.
I'm finally finished with my 5 exams and now enjoying laziness. The most difficult exam was political geography but, fortunately, it went just fine and I managed to succed. I'll probably go to Saint-Petersburg and certainly go skiing on the holidays. I'll return to my studies on the 8th of February.
This is the view from my window.There is a church behind the building. As the mechanical engineering industry is growing, we need more and more place for the cars. There will be an 8-floors car parking. Unfortunately, I won't be able to see the church, when the parking will be ready.
Behind the pigeon there is a small shop selling fried chickens. There is a joke in Russia (well, frankly, not always a joke) that in such shops they sell not chickens but pigeons, so nobody knows - may be it is the last day for the poor bird.
P.S. It seems I have a desire not only to write about how it goes in Moscow, but also about myself a bit...may be...i'll think over it...
When I went out the underground station it turned out that there was a lot of snow near the "National Moscow hotel" (http://www.national.ru/). However, there was no snow anywhere else. Some seconds later I realised it was because the yard keepers threw the snow from the hotel's roof in order to clean it. And afterwards they got rid of what they've thrown.
Today I had a final seminar before the theory of literature exam. Literature is one of the main subjects in journalistic education in Russia, because literary criticism and philological base of russian language is huge. It means you have to read a lot, and to read fast. But it's absorbing and at least not boring.
When I went out of the university I took this photo. Here you can see a small part of Kremlin (the yellow and orange wall), then the dark red building is the State Historical Museum, after the street lamp it is a hotel "Russia" (it was reconstructed - the amount of floors changed) and on the left is a Saint Tatiana University Church. It was constructed in 1833-1836 on the corner of Bolshaya Nikitskaya Street and Mokhovaya Street. Saint Tatiana is a students' patron.
