Party Well, club is definitely not the best place, being drunk is not best condition, 4am is not the best time and it's not the best topic to write about in any kind of social nets anyway But still Maybe you know that feeling, when you drunk something but it was not enough to feel freedom, to forget all that stuff that bothers you ( well, I hope none I know in a real life will even find all these notes. Shame on me, it's really uncomfortable to be honest) So, what I wanted to talk about I'm 20yo and I came here to have fun, but I'm just sitting at the table and looking around. It's not a real club. It's the party without fixed place. Once a month or two people with the same passion are meeting and hiding from the world. That's was I was planning to do and where I actually failed. Every time I'm trying I end like this. I like noisy places with an infinite number of people but I still need someone next to me I mean, a person who won't be the part of a company or just someone I unexpectantly met. It must be the person I can call mine. Doesn't matter if it's a girl or boy, which kind of relationship we are in. It's just about feeling warmness. It's 5am. I'm almost sober. Didn't do anything the society can judge me for. Dancing and looking around. I also should say that I t's not just a party with floating location. It's Asian party. With Korean pop music. People are expecting to meet Korean people. But mostly there are Russian and west-Asian guys who are pretending Korean to be popular. Some of them have girlfriends or even wives. Nobody care. As well as they do. It's just a club, right? Everything have happened in a club exists only here. Nothing will remind. None will ever know. Is it possible to trust people if you have seen the life from this side? I don't know I don't trust. I don't believe. I'm so young. But I feel so strange. It's the feeling when you don't need any compliments, smiles, jokes, flowers and so on. You just need hugs. Strong hugs. To be not just a girl, but a personality, someone who is well known. Why are we here. Who we are. I'm not really sure if I want someone to read this. Probably in the morning I will wish none reads it till the end. But I promised myself to write here whenever I have thoughts which are making me feel sick. Just let's be happy. Let's love Let's be loved Life is so short Everyone needs someone who can help to forget how cold authumn is.

Summer I have a nasty habit to compare impressions, memories and feelings. Today was the last day of summer vacation, and I need a conclusion. This year I didn't work, didn't challenge myself, didn't hike to the Elbrus' summit or something like that. Just lived? I spent an entire month in Seoul, but don't feel any kind of personal fulfilment. How can I entitle it? Mental hunger? I don't know. I didn't use all of the opportunities. I lost those hours in a personal paradise that I had. There is nothing to do about it and nothing to change. Had so many questions, but didn't get even a single answer. But, anyway, I was so happy there. Isn't it happiness, to find a place where you are home? I miss all of the kinds of 불닭볶음면, countless cafes and coffee, fashion, atmosphere, language. I've tried so many times, but still can't explain what exactly is the reason of that feeling. It's not about pink glasses. I'm not a k-pop fan or k-drama lover. It's like your old home shoes. So cozy, so convenient. You respire and forget about everything. WELCOME HOME, GIRL, YOU MISSED IT SO MUCH. But now you are back home. Be happy, because all of those memories are yours.

Introduction Hello, my name is Ksenia, i'm 20 years old. Currently i'm learning Korean and making efforts to improve my English, because the level is too bad to be real It's shame to be 4th year student of one of the best Russian universities and to make those silly mistakes i'm continuously making I tried to use Google translator (well, such a naive idea. We all know even correct sentences are translated with a bunch of ununderstandable constructions) to see mistakes - if translation into your native language is wrong, pay attention, you failed somewhere - but, sure, i failed My vocabulary is quite poor, my knowledge about grammar is also so-so But i'm trying I'd like to write something down here about thoughts that come to my mind in a daily routine and describe daily events If you have some time and interest, please, inform me about those parts where i'm wrong We never should stop on our way to be better, right? So, yes, good luck ~ (And thank you in advance) i will also add some pictures. sometimes with informative purposes, sometimes without them (like now ahah) Kind of diary, isn't it?