Yesteday...Mm, yesterday was such a beautiful day. If only there were words to describe the greens and blues that I saw yesterday. The lake swelled with life. The way the colors played on its surface! The way the sun sparkled and how white the crest of the waves were! And when I looked across the plain of grass out onto the lake, I didn't have a care in the world. It was as though for a moment, heaven came down to earth to teasingly give us a glimpse of what is yet to come. Today is also a beautiful day, but not quite as magical as yesterdays. Tomorrow, they say, it's going to to be cold and there is a possibility of rain. But well, it's very possible that for every good day, there is a bad day, and that in the universe nothing goes unbalanced. Perhaps the weather is the same way.
I also went out drinking with Eric and his friends. It was interesting. I can swear that the foul excuse for vodka that they gave me actually helped me with jmy cold. But maybe it were just hte grapes. At any rate, I had fun and that's all that counts.
I also went out drinking with Eric and his friends. It was interesting. I can swear that the foul excuse for vodka that they gave me actually helped me with jmy cold. But maybe it were just hte grapes. At any rate, I had fun and that's all that counts.
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22.05.2009 в 09:29P.S. Actually, I adore English that's why your diary is very interesting for me)).
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23.05.2009 в 18:40I'm glad you enjoy the language.
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23.05.2009 в 21:58