понедельник, 22 октября 2012 г.

7. English 201

This course is a kind of new experience for me. Now, I will tell what I really think about course and my progress.
 First of all, I noticed that this course is very useful for me. Now I am better in structure of the essay, much better than in school. It's extremely important not in English, but also in essays in Russian. For instance, in our economics essay. Before the course, I supposed I was quite ok in writing, as I have rather high grades and my FCE writing  was ok. Indeed, everything appeared not so glowing. Now, according to my grades I understand that I fall behind a bit. The main reason of it I bet that I spend not enough time on my assignments and frequently I don't understand what I have to do.
What did I enjoy? One of the most memorable was writing with music(Pink Floyd). I do dare say that I like our English, despite of the fact that it's the first class on Tuesday, which stats in 9 a.m. I can't help fall asleep due to lack of sleep.
My goals for the second part of semester are to  make my essays better than now, to gain some new experience and the last but not least to improve situation with my grades as much as possible.
All in all, I like this course. 

понедельник, 15 октября 2012 г.

6. Free choice


Valery's birthday
I found nothing more interesting than to write about my she-friends. Yeah, it's banal, but i dedicate my blog to them, because they nevertheless important for  me.
In my life I actually have a lot acquaintances but only few friends. I bet it's ok when you can really trust only a few amount of people. But that quite strange that everyone i will mention above is one of my closiest friends for about 2-3 life, someone even less. But I feel that it's not so essential for me. Most important, that I really appreciate our relationships

Agata

Last school year
With Adelya next to our home
I am talking about Valery, Adelya and Agata. They always suppost me despite of the fact that we are different, sometimes contradictory. But main point in my relatoins with my friends is a the comfort and and security that I feel when this one of them.
I feel sorry that it's too late now, and I am falling asleep, so I won't talk about each of them. Just know that I do value my friendship with this three people.

понедельник, 8 октября 2012 г.

5. Unusual story

Having read this post's theme I was eager to tell a story that really scarified me in the moment, when it happen.
I was about 6 years old, and my mom asked to go to the market with her to help a bit.
So that market was quite far from our home, as a result we went there by car. We arrived, but unfortunately there were no free parking places, in weekend all parkings are usually occupated. Mum decided to start parking  in second line, that cars from the first one couldn't move away if the "second" is staying.
So we created the second line, but mom give her mobile number on windscreen, so that the "first" car could connect with us.
We were doing our shopping about two hours, we also have forgotten about our way of parking, but nobody has called yet. Eventually we did everything and came back to the parking. Already everything has been ok. Mum throught away the note with her number, and started the engine. But then she remembered that she has forgotten to buy something else. Having told me that it will take her about two minutes, she leaved me in empty car, and I was watching her approaching to market entry. And even in that moment the owner of the "first" car came back.  It was man, in his middle 50th, with rough exterior and abrasive manner of speech. He asked me to open the car, but in fact it wasn't closed. I refused, and told him that Mum will be there in a minute. Despite of this fact, he stated abusing her, and tryed to open our car on his own. I immediately jumped to the leader's seat and try to do my best in closing the door inside. I was really afraid and scared hence I did
n't notice how everything has happened. All in all, mom returned and we wentt home.
It's extremelly hard to impart all my fear in that moment, because now i understand this case what quite ok, and this story appeals to me ridiculous. But when i was 6, it really turned upside down everything in my head. It's one of the most remarkable scaring stories in my life.

понедельник, 1 октября 2012 г.

4. Free choice.Do you believe in fate?


Do you believe in fate?

If you asked me 2 years ago or even a year ago if I believe in fate, I would, no doubt, say no! I truly believed that a human makes his own life and nothing aside can influence it. I really supposed that nothing happens just because it should happen. But I bet I became a fatalist, to some extend. This story that has changed my views began a year ago, when I, as on ordinary school-leaver, was worry about economic olympiads and entering the university. Time was passing, and I with my friendы participated in different economics competitions. One day we even flied in Siberia, this journey also is a piece of fate in my life. I took the lead in going there, but when it was time to go I badly didn’t want. Fortunately, my classmates persuaded me and I now am sincerely grateful for it, as I managed not only to be ok in economic tasks, to get a prize, but also made friends with some afterwards nes-classmates. But it’s an inessential piece of fate I bet.
After this “cold” adventure, it was time for vseross there I failed. At that moment I felt empty, but I never had a thought that I will give it up. But what is the most fatal in this story is that there still was one chance to enter nes, and I suppose it was impossible one. I passed my exams but still didn’t have enough points to enter nes with relief. I started to take into account other variants, but just a week before finishing the whole story I found out that the circumstances have changed. It was so quick, but as a result I entered a programm.
I still do think, it just should have happened, and it happened. After that I started to dedicate greater part of reasons of different events to the fate. For me, fate exists and the elder I become the more I believe in predestination.

*(for David) vseross – russian economics olimpiad for schoolers