Рyсский Курс

[rebness]

Oh, wow. kristoferllama and I signed up for an evening Russian course at Liverpool university a few weeks ago, on the dubious premise that the Japanese course was fully-booked. However, though I missed the first lesson due to being MIA, I really, really enjoyed tonight's lesson. There were so many great things. I loved being back amongst acadaemia. I loved the sexy men on campus with their pretentious scarves and glossy long hair and winter coats. A wave of nostalgia swept over me when we met our classmates; the over-eager overachiever; the man with the constant stupid questions; the cool Spanish lady and Svetlana, our Rrrrrrussian tutor.

I'm really enjoying it, and we've agreed to abandon our planned Finnish trip this winter to go and take in some Russia, like. We learned stuff with funky pronunciation. I rejoiced that Russian lacks the annoying rules of so many other languages such as those damned participles and articles. We watched a fun documentary where Soviet Russia Learns You, to a soundtrack of Back in the USSR.

Afterwards, I treated myself to some curry and chips from the fabled Athena (legendary kebabs). On the way back home, some drunk guy serenaded all the passengers with When You Were Sweet Sixteen. Some Chavs at the bus-stop were all, "Hey, girl! Would you go into the offie for us?"

Ah, it was like being back at uni all over again. *wipes tear* :

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[rebness.livejournal.com]

Hee! That's exactly it. I can't tell you how proud I am that I can finally understand the text in my icon and now that I know it's less some scary revolutionary thing and just something to do with books.

Japanese would be brilliant. I do still wish that I had been able to get on that course (especially since I'm planning on visiting Japan next year with friends) but, you know... it'll come around again.