вторник, 28 апреля 2009 г.

Another wired dream!

So this time me and my dad went to have a vacation in some foreigner country. And as we were riding on a sunny road we saw the shady castle up on the mountain. So we decided to go and see what it is.
We walked in, and saw that it's an hotel based in the really old building. So we asked the hostess, what was the building for, before in turned in to hotel.
The answer was saying that long time ago, the girls private school used to be located here. And something terrible happened to all on the girls. So the school was closed.
For some reason we decided to stay in the hotel, and as I was walking through it at night, I saw lady in ages wearing an old style closes (around1800 th), and she was walking to me.
So we stared to talk.... She told me that she is the teacher of the class that is studying here, than she showed me the girls and introduced me to her assistant, who was a middle age bold guy.
After a long talk we had, she told me that they are all immortal, and that if I want, I can be immortal too because of my family roots. It all sounded so right, just like I belong there... And the idea of being immortal was pretty attractive...
Only when I woke up from a sound of a very strong wind blowing though my window, I realised that being immortal in that castle would mean death for me.

Yap this is the king of the dreams I have)))
See ya next time, my friends!

среда, 8 апреля 2009 г.

OLD FUCKING TIMES!

Something like 3 years ago, back in the other life...
















пятница, 3 апреля 2009 г.

Normal?

Are you trying to be special?
Every day I'm starting my morning by trying to be little bit more like normal people. To be happy from the things that makes others happy, to care about stuff that's important to others, to act like people expect me to act. Why? So I won't end up alone in my room, writing this blog ;). And every time I start to get closer, every time I believe I can do that, something inside of me brakes and I just turn away from the world and hide inside my self, knowing that I just can't meet anyone like me...
It's nice to be different, but it's just really lonely.

What's it gonna be.

Here goes my first blog in here. I've never been smart and confident enough to believe that my writing would be actually interesting for other people. But somehow I just want to share my world with you and I'm trying to make it less boring then typical "my life" talking.


And one more thing… I’m from Moscow. So my English is not so good :).