tak vot, sbilas' mechta idiota!!!!!!!!!!!!
dancing....
music zakonchilas' , nu v smisle ona to prodoljalas' ne dl'ja men'ja. fign'ja polnaja. on:
- ok, you doing very well, whotought you?
- noone, this is just how i feel. and do you do dancing?
- no, just the same like you. then i have to go, as there is a friend of mine, who is outside...
- ok, ok.
- bye
-bye...
pro seb'ja dumau :" A chto Anna ti sobstvenno udivl'jaeshs'ja, tu hotela tanec- ti ego poluchila, ti je na disco .."
zashli op'jat' na disco, ubegaja ot Rico, vihodim - nos k nosu s Adrianom. genial'naja, real'no uje mirovaja fraza:
- do you wanna talk?
( u men'ja takaja isterica takaja v nutri bila, chto ja voobsche ne znau kak ja s soboj sovladala)
- yeah, of cours, ok..
( dumaju: Luba, ti slishala eto?!)
uperlis' gul'jat', navernoe tol'ko hodili minut 30, a potom:
- can we sit there , just to watch the sky?
- of course, why not?
prichem mi govorili real'no o philosophy, i ved' ookazalos', chto on dumaet exactly the same way , as I do
(to be conyinued)