My first weeks.

Since a new school year started when I was still in the USA, I thought the worst part would be coming back to Russia. But I was half right in that. Coming back was bad, but not half as bad as studying itself. By that I don’t mean that the process of studying was horrible, I just mean that it was hard to adjust, I still experience difficult time adjusting to that whole thing. . Cause it seems like my body came back from the states, but my mind still didn’t. This summerwas lit. It’s literally the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about before going to bed. But unfortunately all the memories are gradually fading away, and I’d better return back to reality asap. It’s high time to say good buy to my dope summer and move on.

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