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I'm about to finish 'Chocolat'. It's really amazing. D'you want me to tell you a secret? Roux was meant to be with Vianne! They only had spontaneous sex when they both were drunk. And what a great story in the film...

 

If consider the number of guys who try to make friends during the surveys, I'd better go in for working at sex on the phone.


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Today there were only men, and that's weird. One of them was so sleepy that I thought I had woken him up, though it was quater to twelve. When I asked him if he worked or studied, he said that he had returned from the army 10 minutes before. :budo:
It's so much pity when people answer most of the questions and then the connection is cut off or the person hangs up the phone.
But today it was better than yesterday)

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Three hours of work and I am dog tired. Well no, only my articulatory apparatus. I've got my voice a bit cracked( Three hours of constantly speaking the same questions. It's so dull, but I have no choice. The most noticeble were the workers in some manufactors who didn't hear me at all and then called back to learn out who it was. And an old woman who was obviously bored and happy someone called her. But then she regretted of that, 'cause the survey was too long. And the toning! Oh damn, now I hate and ', !..' I haven't heard anything else, it's weird, isn't it?

I've bought an Español-Ruso dictionary! It's rather small and made of newsprint but it the most well up I've seen up to now. 40 thousand word and phrases + a range of grammar and phonetics is not bad for 19 thousand rubles.

I've seen a tailoring studio called ' '. I wonder what sort of clothes they make.

And now a half of 'Amelie', the 2nd season of 'Californication', spanish phonetics and two books are ahead of me. And no speaking till the evening) Hasta luego, mis queridos amigos)

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Yesterday was the day of bitter. I mean the second half of it, 'cause the first one was nice. There was a plate full of lettuce in my kitchen, so fresh and green and begging to eat it. I knew it was bitter but each time I hoped it wouldnt be. Miserable and foolish.
The day of stupid.

Long ago I noticed Mum told me only about my faults, my mistakes, my disadvantages, my misbehavior. She can interrupt any conversation, even if Im telling her smth, to say about smth that Ive done wrong as she thinks that I look stupid or ugly. No wonder Im not used to talk to her at all.
In a week after getting into the new university group I occasionally mentioned I would study Spanish. That was more than two months after applying for it! No wonder again, cause I knew what their response would be like. Mum was very worried and nervous (the hell why?!) and Dad (hate this word) made a stern face and asked if Spanish was a profitable language. I didnt answer and he said I should had thought before choosing it. You hear? I should had thought! As though I chose it on the spur of the moment! As though I wasnt beating my brain out for several weeks! God damn, its so ridiculous!
Im really not used to talk to them both, and I dont want to be. I dont talk about serious stuff at home, so they know nothing about the university, about the work, about my friends or anything. I know Im ungrateful but I cant rack myself. And I dont want them spoil everything.

Three hours thirty-eight minutes left.

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Can someone tell me what is (are?) ' ' and ' '?! What does it look like? I don't have to translate it or something, Ive just come across it while translating another thing. I just can't imagine it. Especially the transparent one)

I've made enough progress up to the level when I want a dictionary of synonyms. Eh, 92 subway tickets.
I've also found some español dictionaries. The thing is that a big one costs 70k but it's only either Russian-Spanish or Spanish-Russian. The two-in-one dictionaries are of pocket-size but cost from 15k to 40k. A bit weird, isnt it? No Spanish dictionaries in Minsk. Crap.

Today Dana's taken me to the regional library. It has a foreign literature hall with books, dictionaries, newspapers, magazines, videos, dvds, free internet and satellite TV)) I do like it!)

Three minutes left.

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I told my Mum yesterday that when my own children grew up and if I had a chance, I would try to change my job, my dwelling place, maybe my country, my everything just not to, you know, not to sit on the butt the entire life. She said it was only dreams for her. Anyway, I know that even if she had such possibility she wouldnt do all that. Shed like, but wouldnt do. I hope Ill have enough will.

Guess what I am reading now. Dyou remember the film Chocolate? Well, Im reading Chocolat by Joanne Harris. Ha-ha, envy me, miserable people!) You know, it leaves a completely different impression from that the film does. The film is so cute and tasty and happy. The book is so much tough, fighting and upholding and reflectable-on and touching and loving. Its worth reading at least for the sake of realizing Viennas love for her daughter.

`What would I do without you?

Behind the counter I clench my fist in silent rage. I know that look fear, guilt, covetousness I know it well. It is the look on my mother's face the night of the Black Man. His words What would I do without you? are the words she whispered to me all through that miserable night. As I glance into my mirror last thing in the evening, as I awake with the growing fear knowledge, certainty that my own daughter is slipping away from me, that I am losing her, that I will lose her if I do not find The Place it is the look on my own.

I felt a sudden pang for my daughter, surrounding herself with invisible friends to people the spaces around her. Selfish, to imagine that a mother could fill that space completely. Selfish and blind.

Her tone was strangely adult, strangely weary as she turned away. Tears swelled her eyelids, but she made no move to come to me for comfort. With a sudden overwhelming clarity I saw her then, the child, the adolescent, the adult, the stranger she would one day become, and I almost cried out in loss and terror, as if our positions had somehow been reversed, she the adult, I the child.

Please! What would I do without you? But I let her go without a word, aching to hold her but too aware of the wall of privacy slamming down between us. Children are born wild, I know. The best I can hope for is a little tenderness, a seeming docility. Beneath the surface the wildness remains, stark, savage and alien.



I feel like being a bit better daughter.

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Have you ever seen how pillows are being cleaned? The pillow-case is torn and the feathers are put out and into a big machine, which lookes like a washing one. But instead of water there's air. And the feathers are tossed and turned and dryed; and it's drawn into a new pillow-case through some hose. But it is real magic while tossing: it seems like actual snowstorm with strong wind and spinning and swirling. It's just wonderful.

In the summer buses are real evil. My favourite sotkas turn into suffocating and fire-spouting monsters. Hate them.

It seems like you don't answer me if I write in english. But no way! I decided to avoid those colloquial classes as they are held by some strange baptists, so I have no choice but at least read and write in english.

One minute left.

upd: I've made my Mum drunk on beer today. In fact I wanted to make beer buiscuits but was too lazy for it.

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You know, I hate being ignored. Well, who doesn't, ha? But I mean when I'm ignored by the phone! Whattafuck, people?! Cell-phones were invented to be able to get in touch with people at any moment! So why don't you you give a damn when someone's calling?!

I should not watch films about those sympathetic, understanding, loving and caring daddies. I do not believe it can go that way. But I do envy.

'Snatch' is sooo damn great!!
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- Where?
- London.
- London?
- Yes, London. You know, fish 'n' chips, cup of tea, bad food, worse weather, Merry fucking Poppins London!
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I didn't even realize.

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