It has become increasingly more difficult to keep my head 100% on my work. Without any encouragement it keeps drifting off on its own plaguing me with worries about Catherine and the others out in France. Then there is that small part of me that wonders if there will be any attacks here in Russia. If my Мать were to hear my worries she would tell ( Read more... )

Summertime was rather quiet, what with Anna gone, but I did my best to find ways to keep busy ( Read more... )

[Backdated for June 4th]

I’m so happy today ( Read more... )

Some time ago, it'd been strange lately to have Snimon out of the house so much. When I'd get home from school, the house would be pretty empty; thirty minutes later Snimon would promptly show up, smelling of flowers ( Read more... )

Father is out-of-town now for a company seminar. Mother, wanting possibly to make up for Father’s not being present, came home early, right in time for dinner, and managed to save Dimitri from another of my hopeless meals.

After dinner, I tried to play the piano again, but I couldn’t think of anything else to put into my piece. Mother left her ( Read more... )

[OOC: Saved for an entry dated Thursday morning, before she boards the plane for Russia. D:]

Paris has been an amazing experience so far. Truth be told, I only expected to see Paris on my honeymoon - ten years from now, and to whom I have no idea - but I saw it before my sixteenth birthday. It’s such a wonderful world~

Last night was Yamato-san’s concert! His voice... is amazing, really, so I bought a CD to make Dimitri listen to. :)

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[OOC: Saved for a very backdated entry for April 2, 2007. On the recently-finished sleepover log. Yes, I am very late.]

I’m writing now when I shouldn’t be. I’m thinking of things I shouldn’t think. It’s strange that, though I was so happy last night as I spoke to Anna, now I feel down. Mood swings, I know, are characteristic of teenagers. I just never thought I’d be one of the majority. Perhaps that's why I'm putting my thoughts in a private post - Anna and Yuriy ( Read more... )

Sonya Ryazanova liked cordless phones. With them, she could stay in her room and call up a friend, without being heard by her parents or brother.. unless they were listening at her door, which none of them did. Fortunately, her house had two, and they had different numbers, so she wouldn't be interrupted.

As she sat down upon her bed, Sonya pulled ( Read more... )