Hey my friends! Can anyone tell me why I haven't killed myself yet? I could tell you but it would be a long, romantic and boring story...

Nu izvinite moi druzya i podrugi, ya uzghe dolgo ne pisal, no vot vam zapis' dlya raznoobrazii. Prosto zashol skazat' privet i prochitat' vcherashniiye zapisi. Den' u nas vchera krutoi biil. U menya vokrug tela mozghet biit' kaya-to sila kotoraya ne dayot uchitelyam menya zapisivat' hotya na muzike sidel ves' urok i pel "su-su-su-su-su-su-su-susuKA" i sdelal algebru na segodnya v tom chisle. U nas v semye pribavilas' u menya yesho doch, diana. Normal'no hotya ya znal shto eto sluchitsya.
vrde bi vsyonormal'no proshlo za isklucheniyem shto Nastya possorilas' s Dimoi.
Segodnya na Fiz-Ru ya odenu maiku "Nirvana". OOOORA! nu poka, rebyata.

Close the door on my face as I handed you flowers, even wheen I waited in the rain ffor hours. Good-Bye