winter

Dilya, do you want to go to Cuba for a week on Monday? 700 bucks: tickets, visa, hotel.

a voice from under papers: I doo!!

I'd be eager to send all the essays, tests, deadlines and especially, with exceptional pleasure this



to Mars, and recharge myself with sun, sea, cuban jazz and color. But responsibilities hold me tight to Moscow where sun appears for no longer than 5 minutes on average per week.

blue mood

sweetness

dreams

it's great to realize what I really want.

it's awful to understand that chances are .00001%

but my optimist nature gives me enough idiotism to believe in these .00001%

also my nature stubborness gives me enough 'dont-give-a-shittism' to those who think that they know better than me where to go and what to be. My life should be lived by me, ain't it?

to hell all your MBA's, masters in economics and finances, management and accounting, banking and enterprises. Once again: to hell!

Did you ever see an elephant climbing a tree? You know why not? Because elephants are not meant to climb the trees. I am not meant to analyze the finances. This makes my brains twitch. (with all due respect to these proffesions)

alfried laengle

What a great week. What a great person. Existential :D

i was once translating at business appointments. after an hour I was eager to kill myself, so boring they were.

whereas here, 10 am - 6 pm nonstop of excellent food for brains, and no tiredness at all!




mistype of the day:
writing an sms to my friend: "come down to my room for eating a movie and watching tangerines!"

future dream of all girls

smart, humorous, ironic, sweet and very wise for his age, my lil 'barashka'

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