War of the worlds

Today I remembered why drinking alone was appealing, I don't really make an ass out of myself in front of others. Hopefully, no permanent damage is done, but you never know.

Somehow I managed to end up stuck with a Russian lady while waiting for the bus, and throughout the bus ride. The music on my playlist seemed incredibly appealing, but I was forced to try to communicate in a language I really don't fucking know well enough. Arguing with my grandmother about whether I'm cold or not is difficult in Latvian, yet alone with a stranger in Russian. Jesus.

Now I've got lots of homework. And I somehow don't care at all. Wish me luck.

Here's another picture of my district, in case you missed the proud presentation on facebook.