» School Trips

bus trip around Moscow
first thing - loaded a sports bag with so called "frizbee cola" - mix of vodka/cola
2 miles left till Kremlin - first "throw up" alert
Kremlin - half of "alcotourists" on "about to vomit right here right now" state, scary as lots of militia, foreigners, army, Lenin in Mausoleum
Moscow Vorobievy Hills, fine view over 7 sisters and rest - 80% of alcotourists are throwing up
final performance - the school "beauty queen", stunning blonde, wearing a next to nothing on dress, is falling out of the coach face down, gets up and yells: "where are the bloody toilets????"
we were 15
no more bus trips for anyone for 3 years afterwards
(Tue 12th Dec 2006, 9:18, More)

» Body Mods

ever wondered why russians are so good in sports? it's the training system
Well, I was 12 and out in a sporting camp out in taiga among 20 other girls aged between 10 and 16, speed skating, professional team, training 7-8 hours a day still having the energy for drinking and smoking and other things, other things included piercing each other.
Taking the needle, putting it in the fire to sterilize, then piercing your friend's ear and putting coloured threads into the hole, thought it was cool, returning home with various sized/coloured ears.
My case included full course of antibiotics afterwards.
Tatoo was luckier but once led to big sexual dissapointment, as an English boy was revolted it was a shamrock and refused to proceed.
(Fri 1st Dec 2006, 10:21, More)

» Personal Hygiene

mad aussies
yep, confess, wasn't the best thing i did in my life, but was too drunk and the lovely aussie was too much of a keanu reeves lookalike so i couldn't resist and we head to this small hotel to yesss, get to know each other better and as he puts it "sleep by each other"

i'm basically like 3 hours out of the shower, all scented and still feel the scents of all the skincare brands i've put on me skin before going out, but in the hotel the guy basically puts me in the shower after undressing and sends me there each time he touches me

sex? erm, no, bloody desinfection games
(Mon 26th Mar 2007, 9:20, More)

» Secret Santa

well, he was a football psycho
and one of the partner lawyers in the company, alcoholic and neurotic. needless to say i fancied him and flirted as much as i was able to. much delight when pulled his name out of the hat. so day one it was a soft porn mag with erm ladies with erm curves (as myself), next day pint of lager from local bar to ease the morning hangover. appreciation letter to secret santa (we have special corporate email adress for that too) showed i'm moving into the right direction. wednesday it was a club calendar with all bds of all players of his team. thursday - some food (home cooked). friday - disclosure party - i got my gift of a boy. mmmmmmmmmmm. before we both got drunk we managed to stick the cd of "the best of bollywood music" under our CEO office door labeled "don't be homesick". he is indian.
(Fri 15th Dec 2006, 13:13, More)

» The Weird Kid In Class

weird kids - all mine, privilege granted by natural idiot magnet
Anywhere, always, if there's any sexual interest in my humble person - it will be the Mayor of Schizoburg or Deputy Mayor, since day 1, it brought me to studying clinical psychiatry later on, for self protection, so here goes:

Nursery school - the one with constantly wet pants and eating his snot, there was something in his snot, i think now, as he usually tried to kiss me after "the snack", used to steal my tights and socks and wear them, i beat him up constantly.

High School - school basketball team captain, almost twice as high as myself, use to grab me by the scruff of the neck and carry wherever he needed, usually to dark corners, where he..no, not what you thought, he was trying to throttle me, in winter he'd carry me and then pull my shirt and throw snow, then rub it onto skin. Apart from "herr sportsman" - fattest guy in school, oh, he was tender, he just hit me gently, and then ran away laughing. He also liked falling off the chair when we had yearly class picture done, every bloody year, there's a missing chair in the first row, we all know he's lying down there, reportedly he's become a diplomat and married a model.

Uni - a group of 69 girls - there are 3 boys among us, ahh, ALIENS, not normal apparently, by arrival. All mine, all shapes and sizes, the three mental musketeers. One accompanied to the classes by his mom, she also brought his lunch, then returned to pick him, ages 18-23. Other... well it's too long already and sorry for the length.
(Tue 23rd Jan 2007, 12:32, More)