Whoop - de - doo!

You have absolutely NO idea just how fucking excited I am right now! They've released the Prince of Persia Trailer and I've been squeeling for an hour or so!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Next summer will FUCKIN ROCK YOUR SOCKS OFF!! Prince of freakin PERSIA!!!!!! AND The Last Airbender!!!!!! Both of them! I think, when they release the Airbender Trailed I'm just gonna need a couple of Valium here XD! When I see both movies I'm just gonna lie on the road and die happy, 'cause there'll be nothing else left to learn in this life. Just fucking happy!

Continuing on the topic of work, I´m so tired of the constant flow of newbies in our coffeehouse. You see, ours is one of the three (out of 21) that has the qualifications to teach newcomers. If anyone new comes for a post higher than barista, they spend a couple of months learning in our coffeehouse. And it's ok. As long as we don't end up with 4 newbies and one 'old' on the shift. And shifts like these have been happening regularly. If anyone's been to a Starbucks (and I'm guessing everyone has) you know that there has to be a minimum of 3 people working to be able to at least function. Otherwise you just end up with suicidal thoughts. Well, trust me, it's MUCH worse when there are five people working and out of them only ONE or TWO know what they're doing.

For the last two months we haven't had a single normal shift. It's either the army of stupid-ass newbies, or the pipes blowing up, or a power shut down, or something, or EVERYTHING. Really, it's freakin' impossible. Why is it that these new people, that come are SO slow! I remember that when I first came people stopped babying me in like a week. And not only me, all the newcomers that we had were pretty quick to catch on, what's happening now?! Worst thing - they're not only slow, but freakin lazy, too. If in two months you haven't had the grace to learn how to do something, the least you could do is to try! When I tell you to clean something it doesn't mean to rub it a bit with your palm, you moron. If you spill 700 ml of scalding latte on an Armani suit don't run away to the back to cry, APOLOGIZE to the guest!

So yeah, it's been a little hectic, lately, and many of our previous workers have either left or been transferred into new coffee places. Fortunately at least some remain.

Dear Starbucks guests,

I would like to thank you for NOT shoving your money in my face when you're standing 10th in line to the cash register and I'm just trying to figure out what are you getting for a drink. Do you really think that all those people in front of you are just standing there for the kicks of it? I'd be nice if you remembered how our system works, what with you coming here EVERY FUCKING DAY!

And also, we have like 10 different sandwiches, an telling me that you want "the" sandwich does NOT narrow it down for me. Neither does "that thing with the thing", BTW. When a foreigner has learned Russian letters and can read "Berry Danish", I do not believe that for you, a person who was BORN in Moscow, is such a feat to name "that sweet stuff" that you want. And, now that I'm on the subject, coming to a coffee-place and telling me that you want coffee is nothing short of brilliant.

I would like to suggest that you re-watch the Sesame Street episodes, that explain the difference between left and right, because "the sugar is to your left", is not some metaphor for "the sugar is to your right", or "please, keep turning randomly in circles until you spill your coffee THROUGH the lid".

Not ever yours,

The barista at Moscow-City Starbucks.

This summer was quite hot and sunny, something not very usual for Moscow. Normally, we get about 2-3 weeks of really good weather, and the rest is meh. In every other sense this summer was quite sucky, what with half of my friends being in US and the other barely talking to me, because mainly they are my ex's friends (who, incidentally, has not spoken to me in 3 months - something that I can relate to, but every now and then I get an sms from him in the middle of the night saying that he misses me and that he wants to see me. How about calling when the Metro is working???), and my best friend is working like crazy, so I get to see her once or twice a week.
Sure, I have people I can spend time with, but not ALL the time - and I have lotsa free time... Which wouldn't have been so bad if the weather weren't so good. Cause when the weather is that good you want to party and have fun--- not alone! Don't get me wrong, I'm very self-suficient. And I can always find tons of things to do, but when it's sunny it's a crime sitting at home! As the result I think I walked SO much this summer. No really, I've been all over Moscow, and it's freakin enormous! I've also started joggin which is awesome, cause even though I'm not losing any weigh (not my aim, in any case) my whole body feels much better.

Finally, today we get some rain. I missed it) Feels really nice and fresh. There are still three weeks left before Uni starts. We'll see how it goes.

Ok, what the hell is up with people's ego's? Aren't they big enough?

I'm really tired of people on DA who put !simple! stock images and ask you to credit they when you use them as reference! What the hell is that about?! I get when it's an artistic photo made by a professional -those btw don't ask you to credit them if you use their work for reference - and even then. It's hardly necessary. It's not like I'm copying it. "Oh may I, please, use the photo of your hand with poorly clipped fingernails to draw?"

Don't get me wrong, I'm very respectful to other people's work, and if it were an artist whose picture I was using, trust me I'd tell them. But some body part that's not even on a decent background? No-no. I am grateful to this person, because he/she has saved me the trouble of going for my photo camera, but come on! Why do you even need me telling you that I'm using this??

Two words: Marketing sucks.

Actually not so much marketing as it's analytical side. Had I known that in my Uni's Marketing stood for never ending statistics, I'd've never EVER gone there. But here I am busting my ass over something that I don't only fail to understand but also loath with all my might. Oh well. Whatcha gonna do. At least it will all be over on Wednesday. That is, until the next semester starts. AND I've reached the equator now. 2.5 years done, 2.5 years to go. That is, if I don't send it all to rot in hell.

On a lighter note, I'm really happy now for some reason. The last two months I've been on the verge of tears every second. I hated my Uni, I hated my life, I REALLY wanted just to get out of here and move to Spain... or somewhere. But somehow it just ended. That was lucky 'cause I really didn't think I could stand it anymore. The weird thing is that it ended once the exams started. So strange. I've been under so much pressure before them with all this sh*tload of homework that we had, but now that I have an exam in less than 12 hours on a subject that I can only vaguely understand I'm really... not fussed. I've come to terms with the fact that these exams won't be very lucky for me. A "pass" is what I'm hoping for with all my might, and I know that my parents will be pretty disappointed. Well it's not my fault that no one in the family ever got a mark less than a 4 in their lives. We can't all be geniuses) I'm lazy, and I'm proud of it! Yes, I am. Besides... Statistics? REALLY not my thing. I'm no friends with math at all. So anyway, I've got to the point where I don't care anymore. Luckily, my parents aren't paying for my education, so I don't have to feel guilty. I'll finish the Uni the best I can, but since I know, that won't be my thing in life, I can relax and enjoy myself. Yes.

That doesn't mean that that bitch of the English teacher we have can put me a four just because she doesn't like me. Nope. You can fail me at maths, but English is a battle that I won't lose. Not to a stupid old hag that had supposedly lived in England for two years, and still can't pronounce half the words right. I'll kick your ass on Wednesday!

It's somewhat strange. This feeling of being a grown up. So strange. I mean at some point you know that you're not really a child anymore, but it doesn't really hit you until, well... it does. You just find yourself in some situation, and you cope with it - or maybe not - and you realize that this is a grown up situation. That this is a choice that you have made, and this choice WILL affect your life. And you FEEL it. Not like 'if you don't go to school you'll never get a job' feel it, but like 'this is it, I just made a choice that I won't be able to take back' feel it. It doesn't really has to be a bad thing. It's just something, maybe not even major, but you just start realizing the consequences of what you do or do not do.

Actually this whole rant is inspired by the fact that Anton (my boyfriend) can't practice any kind of sport anymore. He has a heart condition, that my turn really nasty if he overworks himself. For him it means giving up dance. He once had to give up American Football for the same reason, but the doctors said that it was ok to dance. Apparently it was not. Nothing happened. I mean, he's not hurting or anything. He's not anywhere near being in a dangerous situation. He just can't do sport anymore. It's so strange. Your whole life changes. Your routine, your spendings... even your wardrobe! Thankfully for him it wasn't like this was his carrier, or his only hobby, but it WAS a great part of his life. An enormous part of his life! It's so strange to realize that at 20 you already have restrictions. At 20 you already know, that you won't be doing something for the REST OF YOUR LIFE!

That's what being an adult probably means - when things affect the rest of your life. When you even use this phrase, it means that you're growing up. I'm not pretending that I'm all wise and that I already know what life's is all about. I know that I'm much better off that many on this planet, and that little problem is nothing compared to what many people have been through, but yeah... It's all about comparison. For me, stumbling upon this situation was sort of revealing. It's really strange. I remember that my 18th b-day was the day I sunk into depression b/c I really didn't want to become an adult. I still don't. 'The rest of my life' sounds way too scary.

Unfortunately I don't get a say in this, either... go figure.

So a couple of days ago I finally participated in a dancing battle) I'm very happy with the result even though I didn't win. I got to the semifinals though, which was nice, of course) Now watching the video I see some mistakes (If i don't do something with my hands, I'll kill myself!!), but overall I finally can say that I've made progress over the year, that I am a dancer without feeling ashamed.


( In case someone's interested I'm the one in... Well actually I'm the girl)) lol! )


In other news, me and my friends went to our school reunion today. It was actually nice to see all those people once again. It seemed as if nobody had changed in those two years that I haven't seen them. Well... Except a guy who lost, like I dunno, 55Ilbs?? I mean, I didn't even recognize him at first. But other than that everyone was pretty much the same. No changes in character, no changes in nothing. It surprised me that our teachers didn't even get older. Like those years never passed. The same freakin clothes, no new wrinkles, no more baldness or anything. Exactly the same. It was very nice when the woman, who works in our cafeteria recognized my voice without even seeing me. We entered the kitchen and said hello, and she yelled from behind the corner "Is that Daria?". So-so nice) I used to spend a buttload of money in the cafeteria, cause I was always hungry)

But to tell the truth, the real challenge was seeing the guy that I used to be in love with. He broke my heart and rather brutally so. I was very hung up on him for a longtime even after that. Now that I have a boyfriend I was really scared of seeing this guy. I hadn't talked to him in over a year and had no idea what my reaction would be. Usually, even after a long time of separation my heart would clench at the sight of him, but now... I was so relieved to feel, well... nothing. Nothing at all. I wasn't sad, I wasn't happy, my tummy wasn't doing flip-flops all around. He just was there, and I found myself making an effort to concentrate on him. After a while I gave up and just plainly forgot about him. So weird. But so awesome at the same time. When later on my dance class I saw my boyfriend I was SO happy that I could barely hold myself. That burden was finally lifted off my shoulders and I could say with my conscience absolutely clean that I love him. So happy.

So, here are some pics of my cousin! Yay!

Extreme cuteness awareness!

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I've got a cousin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH-YEAH!!! On September 6th my aunt gave birth to my very first cousin! I'm so psyched! She leaves in Holland, so unfortunately it'll be a while before I see the baby, but I'm so HAPPY for her! I don't have sisters or brothers and the one aunt, so basically I grew up alone. If you don't count N. who is ten years older but she always played with me, so I never saw her as an aunt but more like a sister. And now I have a little cousin. I even welled up when I was speaking to her today. Soooo happy! AND the baby was born on HER birthday!

Summer has gone and passed...

Indeed, I was away for what? two months? I can surely say that this was probably the best Summer of my life so far. And even though nothing ever so major happened, the small things made it unforgettable.

Let's list something...
1 - My boyfriend, two of my friends and I went to Crimea for a dancing competition. Granted, we didn't pass the pre-selection but it was still an awesome experience.
2 - We spent a week on the sea side in Crimea after the competition, which was just what we needed to relax.
3 - Our dancing teacher has finally opened up to us. He used to be all sarcastic and kept to himself but now I can surely say that we've gained a friend.
4 - When we returned to Moscow my parents went to Norway for 10 days which gave me and Anton (boyfriend) plenty of time together...
5 -... which would have been all well and good it the darn pipes hadn't decided to clog. My parent's bathroom was literally drowning in shit and sewage was flowing of ever orifice in the house. I have to say that if it wasn't for Anton, I would've gone crazy for sure. He's stayed by side throughout all of the thing and helped me clean and buy stuff for the engineers and frankly just kept me from going nuts.

Tomorrow - well, today, actually - I'm going back to class... which sucks. But oh, well only three years left...

Oh my GOD! I can't believe it's over!!! I really am done with my exams!! For the love of Christ it's JULY! Finally!!! After fucking my brain for 6 months STRAIGHT the U has let me have two month of freedom! I'M SO HAPPY! This last week I was sure I would die. I didn't even care how I did on the exams as long as they were over. I'm so exhausted! I think my brain has never been that fucked up... BUT IT'S OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


As for the guy who'd left the flowers at my door, well, we're dating now. I couldn't be happier) Can't really say that it "in love" with his yet, but I feel so comfortable, I feel so secure and calm, that I'm beyond happiness now)) And also he keeps surprising me. Today after our dance-class (yes he dances too) he walked me home. He stopped in the middle of the way and handed me his bag. I stared at him, not understanding what was he doing. He said, "surprise time", and started climbing a tree. I kept staring dumbly at what he was doing... He hopped down with a sunflower in his hand!!!! I was so shocked that I could barely move! I love sunflowers! I've been wanting for ages for someone to give one to me!! I couldn't stop smiling the rest of the way...

Ah, it's a great start of the summer))))))))))))))))))


PS - If anyone's interested,  I made a video of our team for a friend's birthday.
(I'm the one is a blue-white Tee who appears closer to the end with a surprised face, my boyfriend is the guy on the first photo and our teacher is the one who appears in the second)

Today was a crappy day.

I got a sat for my Spanish exam. I gave the bitch of my teacher a peace of my mind (thus the sat, probably). I had a crappy training, and to top it all my Mom and I got in another fight with slamming doors and the whole shebang... I guess Dad's right we ARE alike.

One thing brightened my mood, though; when I came home there were 5 rose tulips lying by my door. I think I almost teared up. They come from a guy who (obviously) likes me but unfortunately I'm not quite there yet. He's a very good friend, though, and maybe in time I may respond to his feelings, but the two months that I know him are not enough for me. Anyway, I told him yesterday, that we needed to talk, but I didn't know that he was going to show up today and wait for me at the porch. Turns out, he waited for me for a couple of hours! I came home later than usual and so he had already left by then... Now I even feel worse for turning him down, but the flowers really were what I needed! I'm looking at them now and the (as cheesy as it sounds) the world is much brighter!

I'm a sucker for romance! The knights, the shining armor, the starry nights, the surprises - all these things are the best way to win me over. (Except for roses, chocolate candies and plushies... there's a fine line between romance and cliche)))

Okey-dokey...
Shall we?



Also a friend of mine found a DOS game that I used to play when I was 6 years old!!  I was SO happy to be able to play it again! So many memories... ah.... it's called Jazz JackRabbit, and it's awesome!

Also, Mom's bought cherries! I looooove cherries!! we don't have them in winter (at least the good ones), but now that I ate almost apound of 'em, I can't seen to get enough!!! I want MORE)

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on lima beans, favorite type of underwear, graphic techniques, etc.

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And it's THAT time of the year semester again... Another huge report to be done by tomorrow that I've barely started... Hel--lo all-nighter(( The worst is that I have to get up early, i.e. not to go to sleep at all, and go to PE. *headdesk* Why do I NEVER do it in time!? Why do I alway do it the LAST friggin night? Oh, well...

It's really strange, I've been in such a good mood lately, even though I'm swarmed with stuff that I have to do in a very short term, or should have done long ago. My studies are really the last thing in my head now, which is something I should be ashamed of... No, well, I'm not a total disaster, I'm still above average, but damn! I really have to get a hold of myself. With the midterms coming to bite me in the ass, I can't be slacking off so much!

But it's spriiiiiiing in here, people! It's spring, and I have the best friends, and we're dancing, and I'm happy, and.. and...wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Also I know I'll miss acouple of days in June, because it's a friend's b-day and we're going to the countryside for a couple of days to celebrate...

Bad! Bad, Maloy!!! Lols!

9 freakin am. Two PE classes. Statistics and two Economics.... Die. My. Brain.

So hallo!

A lot happened since the last time I've been here!

For starters, Spring has finally reached Moscow!! This is the time when I'm reminded of why I love this city; it's SO green! There aren't many things that bloom in Moscow, but there a tons of trees all around and the scenery changes enormously whenever the gray dull city is dressed in green. Moscow is absolutely beautiful in spring!

Also, las Sunday I had my first dance battle. Of course we (the battle is done in pairs) didn't win, and to tell the truth we weren't even half as exited as we should have been; this resulting in not the best improvisations... But still it was more than worth the effort! We know our mistakes and we're working on 'em)))

Also the 1st of May is considered a holiday in Russia, so we had 3 days work-free and my parents went away. Right now my apartment is filled with sleeping bodies in all possible and impossible positions. (get your mind out of the gutter; there's only one guy and he ended up sleeping alone on the floor, for some reason. Lolz)) We had lots of fun last night. It was basically the first time that we hung out that way among the dance team. Really nice!