anzhela_petrova

I believe things are still in motion, my life is hectic and I've not truly had time to considder my future, I've gotten work at a small newspaper company where I do more than just write articles but I actually work with the press machine. It is highly enjoyable, and the Manager is helping me with my English, that has improved a lot as you can read.

So how is everyone doing?

Life is currently rather mundane, I'm feeling sluggish and have most likely attracted a bug that's been hitting our village rather hard, thus the snow ball fight is being postponed for the time being, sorry everyone for this short message, I hope you're all feeling healthier than myself.

And then it went wrong. I suppose it's my own fault but, still, I can't help being a rather sensitive woman once a month right?

( It seems so long ago.. )

I am back and ready to start something, so...


Who's up for a snowball party?

That is the first impression I got when I saw Mr Tucker at the airport. I was amused to see my name written on a piece of cardboard, it was like something out of a movie, something like a forreign exchange student (And, in my mind, I'd expect that student to cause nothing but hell and trouble) chick flick type.

That night was also my first experience on the public transport system of America, it felt hectic and energetic and still so lively at that time of night. I didn't get to experience the busses because Mr Tucker decided to call a taxi, something I offered to pay for but refused. He was a real gent and soft at heart.

I have yet to see Tatum, she's supposed to arrive later tonight? My body clock is somewhat ruined so I can't tell the time yet, but I will! I am tired now though so I shall stop here and possibly get a nap, Mr Tucker has shown no inclination that he'd object to me leaving his company. I wonder if I should get some Mario t-shirts for my cousins back home, I haven't seen any of them in Russia thus far.

Or, just, come pick me up at the airport, that would be lovely too. I'll be arriving at the; John F. Kennedy International Airport (JFK) at 20:36 Tomorrow (That is Thursday the 2nd of July.) That way I can make it before the party at Tatum's place. Sorry for the REALLY short notice, my life has been insane, from one extreme to the next. My parents are moving house (Still in Lipetsk, only closer to the centre) and they needed my help with carrying, they have bad backs, so I've not had access to the internet for a short while, please forgive me.

Hope to see you at the Airport, I don't think I'd trust New York Taxis.

My dear friends! I have had such a wonderous surprise waiting for me at home today. I've been shaking and jumping and meowing wildly all morning!

You see, I had an important interview early this morning and had left before the postman arrived, I even saw him on the stairs and waved him good morning, not knowing what he'd bring me. I came home an hour or two later and when I arrived home Yukimibotamon offered to me the mail.

Now I did not say this before, I did not think anything would come from it, but I have been scouting a few universities in America, just to be prepared, sent some asking letters, and today, on this beautiful, wonderful day, I received no less than three back, asking me if I'd wish to come see the colleges, and that they were wanting to meet with me!

I am so excited, there are a few dates during which I am allowed to visit (They realise the mail to America is not cheap, thus they offered me a time when they were free from any duties) and they all fall in July, thus, my sweet friends whom are in America, I have a large begging of you, would you be so kind as to house me whilst I am there for the month of July? I know America is expensive like Moscow, so I won't ask to stay for free, I have some money saved up, and If I ask for an early loan I'm sure my boss will understand, he knows how much I wish to work in America, but I'm truly hoping someone there will let me stay over!

PLEASE! This is my dream, I do not want to let it slip away!!

That' s чего мой босс сказал мне сделать, идет домой. Больной взгляда и поступка Aparently i так который I' m не позволенный работать, поэтому на понедельнике я был помещен на поезде полностью назад к Lipetsk. Моя мать позаботится о я, подавая мне все виды отваров которые предположены, что делают меня более лучшим. Я очень разочарованн, я потерял вне на рассказе который был очень важн к моей работе.





[[That's what my boss told me to do, go home. Aparently I look and act so sick that I'm not allowed to work, so on monday I was placed on a train all the way back to Lipetsk. My mother is taking care of me, feeding me all kinds of broths that are supposed to make me better. I am very disappointed, I lost out on a story that was very important to my job.]]

Time is not going well for myself.

For the last week or two I have been sickly, even having to cancel any work appointments I set up. it seems I have contracted a lung infection and an ear infection, in both ears! I managed to get some sleeping medicine from the doctor, because my coughing is keeping me awake. On the other hand, I have been able to practise my English, I believe I have gotten better.

Then again, I leave the TV off and stay away from the computer, or anything with electricity in general, because it gives me a headache all day long. Also I have to keep the telephone close to me and on it's noisiest setting because it's as if I'm listening through layer on layer of cloth. On top of this all, I get dizzy and have a fever.

Luckily I have had my dear Yukimobotamon with me, he has been ever so kind to me, such a sweetheart. I du not know what I could have done without him.

So I am very sorry that I've not gotten in contact with anyone for the last little while, I hope I can be forgiven by you all? Maybe get some pancakes made for me or chocolate  muffins? Haha, even a packet of flu medicine would be good. Or just a wish of better ship. Is that even a word? I do not remember, my head feels like a bowl of spaghetti.

I shall stop rambling, but please know I wish I could be over in the digiworld with everyone.

Здравствулте!

Or in English, Hello!

My name is Azhela, which means Angel in English, but please call me Annie. My English is bad sometimes, I'm still learning, so teddy with me, I beg you. Big words may be in Russian, but I will learn them slowly. I've not ever had a journal, but it isn't different from writing my reports, much. I was taken here by a sweet Чудесно blonde lady name Catherine.

Such elegant a name, and her hair seemed soft as feathers! I didn't pet it, so I can not be sure, but I saw it like that when we met. I wish my hair was as красивейше. A strange meeting we had Catherine, And quick, but it was so nice. Maybe not the right word for it, but not wrong either. I had forgotten the other chosen children, I've been so busy, it was such a surprise meeting one, and from the красивейше France as well!

Many sorries, my too be friends, I've forgotten to введите myself more!

I'm a news reporter of the paper kind. Журналист, is the word in Russian, but in English it runs away from me. Currently my home is in Moscow, in a small motel (What is different between Hotel and Motel but for a letter?) my heart is in Lipesk how ever. Big places worry me, I wonder why, then, I'm so решительно to enter New York. I can't help it, the big stories call to me. I worked hard for my place, first as servant of coffee, then desk worker ( работник службы рисепшн ), and finally I go out and work. It is my life and person. I'm always looking for information, gossip, sometimes I make people angry, but I can't deny how I am, can I?

My Digimon is Yukidarumon, as cold as Russia on the outside, but as warm as our Wodka inside. Usually he is Yukimibotamon, I call him Yuki, his name is too long. He can be tough of mind, but loves easily. I can not wish for more in my partner, he's a little bit of home for me when I leave Russia.

I see my English is very woeful, so the New York Times is not yet in my sight, but maybe soon? I have talked enough my friends of судьба, may we meet soon in the Digimon world, I wish to meet all of you!

Many love and hugs,
Annie.