Damn, that was horrible. Menya priglosili v ogromniy kabinet, gde bilo 6 chelovek, odin iz nih bil Vladelcom jurnala "Ekanomicheskoe obozrenie". Oni mne sprashivali mnogo voprosov. Odin iz nih bil pro moi otcenki... Hmmm A potom, ya zashel k Farhod aka(tha is my pro-rector). On menya sprashival kakie voprosi menya zadavali i vse takoe.
Segodnya, menya eshe budet Papa muchit so svoimi voprosami. Shas ya ne hochu idti domoy, kak i vchera i poze vchera. Vchera papa govoril chto segodnya reshaetsya chutli ne moyo budushee. Damn, in some cases I am a little bit(damn not a little bit) scared. I really wanna kill someone. Damn, I am in shock. They were asking horrible questions.
Hey, guys, I have not seen Vasiliy Alibabaevich for a long time. And I missed her, at least I want her call me. But 'cause she wants me fix her computer as she did yesterday, but 'cause I she want to talk to me and hear me. Okay guys, let me go home, 'cause I am fuc..ng tired and wanna have fun. I wanna eat and I wanna se...xxx( just kidding) Sometimes, I say stupid things, like the thing that I said now.
Okay, let me go home.
With respect and sorrow Sadikov Amirsaid.