Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Today was another exam, this time in history. I know I don't know history. =) But I need it to enter the University. A bullshit, right. We'll have just what we have...
While waiting for all people to come we got so cold!! But I didn't feel anything as I was already frozen with fear.
Then a guy came to us and asked if anyone could speak English. As you know, I love communicating with foreigners. But all our girls answered "yes" to the question. I was used to being the only and respected one who speaks English fluently, teachers and classmates always asked me when it was necessary to have some serious talks with foreign people. ^^ I already know my English is awful, a lot of people have told me about it. I'm an arrogant bitch.
At once I remembered it's necessary to draw attention to myself, to establish some kind of contact - and the guy would listen to my explanation. So when he asked if anyone spoke English, I did what I used to do in the old times - a visual contact - I looked up straight into his eyes. He was asking "where he is on this map". I looked at it and tried to find the street we were in. Quite hard - I was looking at the map from another side, that is, I saw it upside down. I managed to find the place and told the guy sth like "We're somewhere here, and that street is there, on the right, so go straight and then down the street...". I wonder if I told everything correctly and he got to the place he was planning to go to. Anyway, I made our whores shut up. I'll do my best to keep monopoly in international contacts.
And then I understood the mistake: I've forgotten about my ugly cut eyes. I promised myself not to look into people's eyes anymore not to scare anybody. I understand some thing are too hard for people's perception and understanding, so they should be concealed not to shock anybody...
I'm glad to have made our beauties shut up. Despite I was tough and, maybe, too arrogant. I don't care. Whatever there is - I think the foreigner was mine. Even if it's not that way.
I remembered about Dennis, about Saif - who will come to Ukraine soon, I hope, as he told me... I'd be happy if there were people who could help my friends if they needed that. Maybe this is why I like foreigners so much. I'm glad people come to my country and it makes me even happier when they say they liked staying in Ukraine. I'd love to be someone's interpreter. To be around all the time and do my best to make the person's staying in Ukraine as pleasant as possible. I don't know why, but nevertheless...
My future was crossed out today. It's destiny...
While waiting for all people to come we got so cold!! But I didn't feel anything as I was already frozen with fear.
Then a guy came to us and asked if anyone could speak English. As you know, I love communicating with foreigners. But all our girls answered "yes" to the question. I was used to being the only and respected one who speaks English fluently, teachers and classmates always asked me when it was necessary to have some serious talks with foreign people. ^^ I already know my English is awful, a lot of people have told me about it. I'm an arrogant bitch.
At once I remembered it's necessary to draw attention to myself, to establish some kind of contact - and the guy would listen to my explanation. So when he asked if anyone spoke English, I did what I used to do in the old times - a visual contact - I looked up straight into his eyes. He was asking "where he is on this map". I looked at it and tried to find the street we were in. Quite hard - I was looking at the map from another side, that is, I saw it upside down. I managed to find the place and told the guy sth like "We're somewhere here, and that street is there, on the right, so go straight and then down the street...". I wonder if I told everything correctly and he got to the place he was planning to go to. Anyway, I made our whores shut up. I'll do my best to keep monopoly in international contacts.
And then I understood the mistake: I've forgotten about my ugly cut eyes. I promised myself not to look into people's eyes anymore not to scare anybody. I understand some thing are too hard for people's perception and understanding, so they should be concealed not to shock anybody...
I'm glad to have made our beauties shut up. Despite I was tough and, maybe, too arrogant. I don't care. Whatever there is - I think the foreigner was mine. Even if it's not that way.
I remembered about Dennis, about Saif - who will come to Ukraine soon, I hope, as he told me... I'd be happy if there were people who could help my friends if they needed that. Maybe this is why I like foreigners so much. I'm glad people come to my country and it makes me even happier when they say they liked staying in Ukraine. I'd love to be someone's interpreter. To be around all the time and do my best to make the person's staying in Ukraine as pleasant as possible. I don't know why, but nevertheless...
My future was crossed out today. It's destiny...
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08.05.2008 в 14:07Я наверно немного тебя не поняла из-за скудности познаний языка Шекспира, что с твоими
глазами не так???
А история интересный предмет
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08.05.2008 в 14:32У мене було 3 операції, відшарування сітківки. Тепер очі різні...
Стосовно нудного - згодна. Воно, може, було б нічого, якби вчити не треба було, я просто не вмію завчати щось.
Так, війни... Я вічно плутаю їх, воно мені все однакове. =))
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09.05.2008 в 14:57без "удоволетворительно" окончить
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09.05.2008 в 15:09Класно, що змогла закінчити.
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09.05.2008 в 18:48А куда собираешься идти учится?
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13.03.2010 в 13:30And who were they?
[yuu.kuraibara]
В могилу трудно поступить
А как мистично звучит
Трудно, не трудно - всё завсит от человека. Так что это пустые слова..
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13.03.2010 в 15:39I've entered that university too but chose a different one.