Replay ☆ 1425 | ☆「Diary of nothing, o.k.」 ☆

it was a few days when i wrote here 

 

however i would like to be in contact with diary often

 

or

 

as i've noticed

 

i forgot most things

 

and already i forgot some

 

sigh

 

autumn, real russian autumn came here

 

it is cold and sunny and cloudy

 

 

but last two years i have been opening Pushkin's autumn

 

and understand why he loved autumn so much

 

 

in that day we went to stay at library to prepare some works

 

but we spent a whole day at uncle's shop

 

and in the evening we took a few photos with new coats

 

it is one type of period when russian girls adore to take photos of them 

 

and we are girls too

 

though

 

 

just the moon in the evening was so wonderful and by right hand is our local library

 

it doesnt seen but it is

 

 

yesterday i went to take father's order and sister went to market with grandmother

 

after that we went to cosmetics shop and bought some things like red lipstick, soap and, and i forgot, blah

 

 

when we gave back books to library we took a few yet

 

one old magazin of 90's, i dont know why sister took it

 

however the title of magazine is "The Knowledge'

 

and i took philippines novels of 60~70's 

 

and yet Gi de Maupassant (I am not sure about english version, but)

 

 

after we came to out aunt and took a snack like meat, bread, tomatoes. green et cetera and

 

 

coffee from Kenya

 

she took it from friend

 

 

 

moreover we took from bookstore our new order

 

it is Landau's words, Edgar Allan Poe, Fedor Dostoevsky and unknown french writer Pascal Quignard

 

when i found information about last one i opened one title like 'Tous les matins du monde'

 

Some time ago i found words from the book and..and i liked it haha

 

i'm surprised

 

like, thats a fate!

I will read it with pleasure

 

 

i dont know why Poe touched me so much

 

i dont think because of his mysterious and kind of blood stories

 

but why...

 

well, может некоторое психологическое состояние, из-за которого или под влиянием которого он писал эти рассказы. 

 

Стиль и слог

 

он ведь романтик, а они все-таки так близки мне по духу и так высоко надо мною

 

я ими восхищаюсь и они кажутся оттого такими недосягаемыми и, возможно, идеальными

 

- kahara