Hi.

I feel like I haven't written in a while. Even though it's only been about 40 hours.

The past two days have been uneventful. You know, school, then wandering around after school, dropping film off, picking film up, etc. Life stuff.

But things are going to get busy again soon, of course. I'm trying to have a calm night tonight before this weekend. The line up:

THURSDAY: potentially am going to a Noize MC concert with Bryan, Philipp and Sasha.
FRIDAY: am seeing Swan Lake ballet at the theater on Nevskii Prospekt.
SATURDAY: leaving at 9am for Novgorod and spending the night there.
SUNDAY: all day in Novgorod, returning some time late at night.

See? I'm still having a good time. I'm still doing lots of stuff. But life is slowly evolving into more, well, life. A routine kind of thing. I'm starting to feel like I am actually living here, not just visiting. I'm aware of this partially because the pure euphoria honeymoon phase is ending, so while I still love being here and love so many things, I'm starting to notice little things that bother me, just the kind of little things that you can find to annoy you anywhere.

Examples:

1. How you can't go to "www.google.com" when using a computer in Russia; it automatically takes you to "www.google.ru" which is a terrible version of Google. It can't find anything.

2. How on the metro I will have a middle aged man's back right up against mine and he'll be sweating all over my sweater and then this old woman will shove me out of the way with her enormous breasts and then this young girl will practically elbow me in the stomach to get out of the train at her stop -- but if your feet get anywhere near anyone else's feet, if you even look like you just, just, JUST might step on their foot, people on the metro freak out. I got the dirtiest look this morning from a young professional woman who I was practically spooning with while standing in the corner of the train, and all I did was lift my toes up and down a little too close to her foot. Do people really care about their shoes? I feel like that must be it because it can't be an invasion of personal space because these are the same people who have no problem standing two centimeters away from your face and breathing on you.

But those are really the only two things right now, and they are pretty silly. So no worries.

I think I'm going to go do my homework and aim to be in bed before 11 (HA).