Today was a boring excursion to the naval base of Kronshtadt, but I took lots of pictures. Kronshtadt used to be a suburb of Petersburg, but now it's part of the city proper, even though it's an island, pretty much in the middle of fucking nowhere. Actually, it's not in the middle of nowhere. It's surrounded by huge blocks of Soviet housing which are horrifically enormous and depressing. It's also just disturbing to me that I live in a city with at least 5 million other people. Anyway, it's a naval base that you can't go see (or we couldn't see because they didn't take us there), so we wandered around and looked at the parks and a couple monuments and some boats. I spent most of the day wandering around with the cool Laura (so that she can be differentiated from the annoying-because-she-tries-too-hard Laura) from Wisconsin, who may turn out to be almost as snarky as me. This gives me hope for the semester. But anyway, yay Kronshtadt! Yay pictures!






And at this point, I have to say again how much I hate this bitch Claire for no good reason. Look at the hat and tapered pants. Isn't that reason enough?



And no, I don't think she knows that I took pictures of her and that I hate her publicly on the internet. However, I discovered some other things that add up to more black marks for her. She reads the dictionary. And she has not only changed her first name to be more Russian, but she also changed her last name. Seriously, what the fuck? You don't get to do that shit for no good reason. You should be in the fucking witness protection program for that stuff. She also has this corset that she wears sometimes. I really hope that one day she'll wear it on a Wednesday so that I can secretly take a picture of it. Anyway, corsets are for people who have breasts of some kind. She doesn't because she starved them all away while she was being retarded and now her ribs stick out more than her chest. There's nothing there! You just look like an idiot! It mostly just makes me irritated that I can't tell her that she looks like a dumbass because she'd probably cry. And I have to pretend to be nice for three more months.

After the excursion, I went to the phone store to buy more minutes. This was supposed to go directly onto my account (and there's really no excuse since they had a computer at the store), and I was expecting to have cell phone service after about a half-hour, but it's been about five, and I'm still waiting. Fuck Russia.