Hi everyone!

My name is Sasha. I live in Moscow and am almost 22 years old. Am a 5th year student studying Graphic Design. I finally got the courage to post my day!

Here is my Thursday.

The alarm rings and I can hardly open my eyes.

Kuzma, my cat is terrified… he also cannot wake up. Leaving the cat alone I rush for the early morning water procedures.

Kuzma too has woken up and is up to his early morning procedures.

And now a little about my lovely room.  It has a collection of snow balls, porcelaine dolls, Barbie does not miss in this collection. I bought the last one when I was 19 during the new year. Her name is Paris.

This is my poster of wishes. Its already in ruins. Some of the wishes have come true, some haven’t.

This is the opposite wall. Last summer we had to paint it. Fungus had crept through the wall and ate up part of my grandmother’s library and my shirt. I had been allowed to draw on the wall in whatever way I liked.

This is my “mega-super garden”. I water it and take care of it everyday I wake up.

 

My small sister takes her share of the breakfast.

As I took bath my shampoo got finished. So I took Anna’s fancy one. I know she would have shared it.

The hair now cleaned, time to put on make-up.

I am afraid of the cold so I always dress up like a cabbage.

I rush along the central avenue to meet Jeanne. Usually the place is always bright and brings joy with children and old women all over. But today its dull since the dark clouds have already started to gather.

And here is Jeanne. We have been friends for over 15 years. We grew up together, study together and do all other things together. So we go to the institute together just like in the good old times. Till recently, Jeanne used to live with her parents, but now she lives with Nikita and their animals. But today she came from her mother’s place that is why we meet here, at our old spot. Jeanne feels cold and its crystal clear to me that she doesn’t want to go to the insititue.

Its impossible not to notice the street art.

So we take a bus and head for the subway. Our journey takes us through a music school that I had attended when I was a small child. I spent 8 years there learning to play the piano.

We arrive at the subway but we are late for the first train so we wait for the next one.

It arrives and we hop in. Our last station is at Lubyanki. Meanwhile we get into doing our favorite activities as we travel. Jeanne likes music so she starts listening to her favorite songs and plays Angry Birds. As for me I relax by reading one of the books from my favorite book series; the “Metro 2033″. Many thanks to Dima, my colleague, who makes sure I have a supply of these books.

After one hour we come out at China town. Here we buy a copy of the “Seasons” magazine. As we head to the institute, I could not resist the urge to take a shot of this stall. I always want to buy something from here.

Some more street art.

This gloomy building always reminds me of Hogwarts.

A square with cosy houses as we approach the institute.

The main entrance to our fountain of knowledge.

We go upto the second floor. And get into class.

After two lessons we go to the dining hall. Meet Anna. Today she missed two classes. No wonder she has such a happy face.

We take our lunch. But the gravy is not as tasty for me as it looks.

After lunch we go back to class. Today I will be drawing Anna while she draws me.

After classes we decided to go to a Japanese restaurant. The girls hurry me up.

We arrive at the place and everyone is now thinking of what to order.

I have a problem, I do not like sushi that much.

And my moods are up again! From there we head home.

When 10 p.m. reaches I relax watching my favorite series- “Holidays in Mexico.”

After which I sit down and start drawing.

Am not yet done and I feel so sleepy. Its already 1 a.m.!

I take a shower and now its time for me to get a goodnight’s sleep. Goodnight everyone!

Location: Moscow

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