Remember how I always said that Johnny's My Way exhibition isn't that high on my top list? And how the performance of that program at the Olympics wasn't all that special to me ( Read more... )

It was cold outside today, but I felt like wearing a skirt. Except I don't really have any suitable skirt for this time of the year here, so I wore my short dark navy-blue shorts over my red tights, along with my red jacket and red scarf and red hat and boots. The dezhurnaya here in the dorms was like "oooh, look at yourself, so pretty!" and "why ( Read more... )

I have a cold ( Read more... )

Moscow : Lucy - 1:0

Went to Avtozavodskaya. The skate store should have been close to the metro. Searched and searched for the right street. Asked. They told me that it's far and I'd have to take a marshrutka to get there. For that, I didn't have time, of course, because I have class at 4:20 ( Read more... )

Last night, I was depressed. Because I want to do all these things and haven't been able to so far and it's driving me crazy. (Like work out. Or skate ( Read more... )

You know you're in Moscow when, the first time you stick your nose into a rink, you run into figure skaters.
They were American figure skaters.
CUTE American figure skaters.
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NO, not THAT one. That's reserved for next week.They were a boy and a girl and I kept quite a while puzzling over who they were and whether I knew them. In the end, it ( Read more... )

I'm back, babies! I just got my internet connection today, it's SLOWSLOWSLOW right now in the evening, but the guy promised that it's better during the day and that from next week, it will be better in the evenings as well ( Read more... )

It's so weird that this was the last time sleeping in my bed for such a long time ( Read more... )

I dreamed about skating. I dreamed about being on the ice. Then I dreamed about a store that had second-hand clothes and skates - I tried on a pair of Riedells and I loved them, but they were not what I was looking for (they were almost as soft as the ones I have now) and they were size 39 (and from what I’ve heard about skates, I’d probably need ( Read more... )

Woe, woe, woe! I can't even begin to pack. How am I supposed to decide what to take? I mean, I have so many clothes that I love! I abhor the thought that I'll have to limit myself and then it might happen in Moscow that I'll want to wear a certain outfit and realize that I can't because I don't have the right shoes/tights/sweatshirt. I haven't even ( Read more... )