if you like pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain...

....then petersburg is partially the ideal place for you. as in the getting caught in the rain part. soooo its (kinda) stopped snowing. except for this morning. and now its nothing but gray skies. this city messes with your head. it will be beautiful for like one day and then then next five will be dark and gray and gross. just so you know exactly what you are missing. freaking weather tease.

anyway, midterms are mostly over, april has begun, and i am wondering why im sitting in my dorm room lounging about in my pjs. and then i remember when i look out the window. petersburg makes it really hard sometimes to find the willpower to go out into its depressing weather and do city things. today i was going to go to the souvenir market to pick up some scarves at my mom's request but it was just not happening when i woke up this morning for 2 rsl classes in a row and almost felt like chewing off my own arm rather than going into school. the russians have a perfect phrase for feelings like this; basically, мне лень. and that is all my friends.

in analytical reading today we started working on part of a story called Oblomov about this guy that just lays around in his kvartira thats getting dusty and is all out of place all day every day. When it came to the question and answers part of our discussion we each had to ask someone else a question relating to what we read. So EB asks me "dana, do you know anyone that is like Oblomov? maybe you? (in a joking manner)" deny, deny, deny, was my answer. although, secretly to myself i was thinking that today I kinda feel like Oblomov. lazy, tired, and lacking the determination to put on real pants. i'm justifying this feeling to myself by saying that im going to gatchina tomorrow with the katies and eunice and laura. however, knowing us, and knowing this weather it may not come to pass. but if it doesnt as god as my witness, i will not sit in the dorm by myself in the dark again. if we dont go ill probably go for those scarves tomorrow. and maybe stop by anglia (the english book store). PLUS we are having a party in our room tomorrow night. that is, if people actually show up.

and im not actually doing nothing and being a robed recluse Oblomov style today because im most likely going to watch a movie with elise later...just "most likely" because my computer disk drive is broken and my dvd player is also broken. technology hates me.

so now im going to turn my attention to ranting about a particularly annoying as hell russian who terrorizes all the english tutoring sessions. GAHHH. he makes me mad. and then he makes me think i am a bad person because i want to get him banned from tutoring sessions (my conscience makes me think that english tutoring is probably one of the only good things going for Oleg). damn you conscience. so i talked to Bryan about it briefly today. and i dont think i was the first. but like honestly i doubt whether oleg is even a student 'for christ's sake'(quoting vertkin). he definitely doesnt go to class because that would be humanly impossible due to the fact that he attends every freaking session of tutoring. and im really mad that my plan failed this semester. i purposefully sacrificed my tuesday afternoons and signed up for tutoring in the bobriinsky just so that i could avoid oleg coming to my sessions. but no. he found me. so now im thinking that i just might not be cut out for this whole tutoring people and tolerating everyone. i dread tuesdays and what for? maybe i should just quit. that would be a blissful day.

my soul is so gray.

til next time,

<3 d