My Apartment in Tula

A week ago I made a video for my parents and friends to show where I live now. I moved to Tula, Russia last September, and now I live far from my parents and friends. So not so many of them had visited me during these 6 or 7 months.
And finally, I thought it would be great to watch it after some time when my live changes again, and I move to some other apartment or city.
This is it, enjoy the video!

Memoirs. Post 1. My Background, Where It All Comes From

Let us start our journey across my lifetime. But where is the head of it?

I think I should start with the relatives. To tell where they all came from. What is the background.

My childhood was in the house of my mother and her parents. The influence of my mother's branch of the family tree had always been stronger, than my father's. That's why I start with this part.

Returning To The Blog After A Long While

Hello, everyone again!

I haven't been writing to the blog for long. There was not necessity, or else there were reasons why I didn't want to share all sides of my life. The time to blog has returned. And I again feel the need to go on telling of my life.

Some time ago, I read my old diary, that I used to keep when I was a student. That was almost shock for me. I completely forgot what sort of a guy I was just six, seven or eight years ago. Then it stimulated me to stop regreting about what hadn't happened in those years. (Gosh! It just couldn't happen!)

At the same time, I realized, that I keep on forgetting about my life, about what I had to overcome to reach the goals, to have the happy life, a good partner, a great job, a great plenty of plans and ambitions. I guess I might be too young to start writing memoirs. But when it will be time, sure, the blog becomes good help for me.

Here, I won't conceal anything. But some ideas and stories which are too personal will be written in tԐ́fískԑ̂ . When time comes, these parts will be translated into English.
Well, I wish you all joy! And I leave you for not long to start writing here my first story about my past.

How I Got Aquainted With a Professional Wedding Photographer in Sydney

I live in Russia. I never wanted to find a wedding photographer anywhere but in Russia. Actually, never needed it at all. Not married, and not gonna get married. But it didn't prevent me from getting acquainted with a professional photographer from Sydney, Australia. As far as I can guess, Dima Komarov is also from Russia, but then he already lived in Australia for some time. It happened so, that we had common friends, and once I had a chance to see his photos. Really good works! Espesially those with sepia effect. I like the kind.
Not sure if anyone from Australia reads this message. But I recommend this photographer. Sure, he's one of the best photographers in Australia.

Read more about him: http://www.happywedding.com.au/about/

Well, hope that once you have this happy wedding day (if you haven't had yet), and this guy will make his best you'd remember it for ever!

Wish you a Happy Wedding Day!

P.S. His website is http://www.happywedding.com.au/
There's not so many works published there. But enough to understand that he has real passion with his work!

It's Good When Nobody Cares How Long You Work!

You know I worked as a teacher at a public school, then at a private school, then at university, after that at the Department of Education, and now finally changed everything and plunged into PPC, SEO, SMM and other IT things of the sort. Now I work at web-canape.
Almost everywhere they did care how long I was at work. Do you know who were these 'they'? Yes, usual co-workers! Noone should have been late at work because it might become his advantage. Even if I wanted to just stay late at work and to do my own things - I had no chance to do it without condemning eyes. Go home no matter what you want - be a part of the crowd!
I love the atmosphere of freedom at my contemporary work so much! I can stay at work as long as I want, and nobody would ever think of the reason why I stay longer. We are all young there, and I think this is right the best part of the new post-soviet generation that has much healthier points of view! Sometimes, I even have a feeling that I work not in Russia but in some West-European or American company!
Such work brings joy every day!

It's like at a Google Office!

I Fell In Love With Korolyovka, Smolensk!

I had never walked here before. Finally, I did it! This such a beautiful place!

I've taken some photos on my mobile. Enjoy them! (To see more photos click Read more at the bottom).

Again After a While, or Be Who You Are - That's Real Joy!

I haven't written for long.

I didn't do it because I was lazy, and I had a really difficult time. Now too many things have changed, and I think I can see and understand much more than I used to.

Actually, I don't believe anymore that it is possible to live all your life so, every day had at least small joy. I think, you should have long periods of depression, so nothing could make you smile these days. Otherwise all your life will seem to be similar. You won't feel joy as much as you could if you had troubles and were depressed.

Actually, I started this blog hoping I can change everything in my life just writing about joy and trying to find good things every day of my life. Well, it didn't help much. Do you know what really helped? I changed almost everything in my life! I changed the place of living, the people I live with, friends, comerades, job, and what I do for a living. In addition I fell in love, and faced a lot of difficulties connected with it. I bought my own room, and now going to move there. This all didn't happen at once. I left my parents in the summer 2010. Now it's almost summer 2013. During this time I have changed the place of living for three times, and job for four or five times. I broke a lot of stereotypes in my mind, and allowed me to stop living 'comme il faut' but to live that kind of life I want and enjoy myself - being who I am.

This is real joy to enjoy who you are no matter what other people think. Because if you try to be what other people want, you live not your life, and it actually becomes all for nothing then.
I was religious because it seemed to me to be good for a guy. But I didn't want to go to church.
I was trying to be good for other people. But I wanted to do some things the society of the village would not support.I was ready to be a teacher because my parents wanted. But I did want to make sites, optimize them for search engines, and advertize them.

I didn't take one thing into account - I LIVE THE LIFE FOR MYSELF!!!