Last night I had weird dreams. I think it's from reading The Master and Margerita for class. It's about the devil coming to Moscow with two demons, a naked woman, and a huge cat. Anyway, I wrote a letter in completely in Russian last night. The lightbulbs have really been going off for me lately with learning Russian, so maybe my email prompted a few prayers. If it did, I'm grateful. Erik, the lost Swede, (whom I like to call Lyle, Lief, and Kyle) came over for a while. He's here to study computer-something, but doesn't speak Russian well enough for class, so he's just studying Russian now. He didn't really have any friends before he met us, so I'm glad he's been around lately. I'll write more later about my lost friends. I've met quite a few. It's nice to know there are other Global Nomads out there.
The other night we went outside to play futbol. It was 3 American girls, an American guy, a Swede, a Zambian, and three Russians. If you didn't know, playing soccer in 3ft of snow is difficult.
Right now I'm in the 10 min break in Russian. After this we'll study more and then have tea break
in the International Office. We're studying a lot of verbs ("werbs") now, so I'm finally getting learning things to communicate. Pasha came into our room last night and corrected my Russian homework. He's great. He's going to have us over to his babuska's home sometime. I'm going to miss the Russian kids in our dorm. They're moving out tomorrow and we'll get a new batch.
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