A very eventful few days to say the least but all is on the
up, I have finally escaped from Valentina’s ginger clutches and have a new
abode a mere few yards away from the gorgeous lake Onega. I can see it from
Sophia’s room; mine overlooks an alley. But an alley that doesn’t belong to a
bipolar person.
I should also explain that I am not a medical professional
but she’s definitely bipolar. The mood swings, the inability to remember that I’m
not Sarah who lived here last year despite the fact that we have completely
different colourings.
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| So happy I managed to snap this of the she-devil before I left. Berry counting anyone?? |
Valentina left me and Clara to go the dacha on Friday so she
left Clara dinner and both of us breakfast for the morning a full 24 hours
before we were supposed to eat it. Maybe left in the fridge it would be okay.
Except in someone else’s fridge, a neighbour’s perhaps, because hers’ is rank.
It was already sliced apple and tomato on bread with “cheese.” I have been
inspecting it closer and closer as I’ve got braver and on no level is it
cheese. So of course the apple went brown within an hour and the bread got
soggy with tomato juice. Then Clara’s dinner turned out to consist of cabbage
and a hard boiled egg. Hardly appetising, healthy or worth the extortionate
amount of money we pay. And so the bitching began..... insults were thrown
about regarding her hiding the toilet paper in the cabinet under the TV. I
relinquished said toilet paper and placed it in its proper home; aka the
bathroom.
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| This indoor Indian market we visited inside a pyramid. |
Monday afternoon: Clara goes to her lectures. Clara tells
her teacher, Anastasia, all the problems with Valentina. Her crazy moodswings,
her standing at the front door talking to you until you’re late for
school/karaoke. Anastasia says she’s surprised Clara didn’t complain sooner.
But Clara is a brave soul indeed; she tried to put up with it, but of course
she is staying until June and it just can’t be done when you want to give the
woman a good shampooing. (She doesn’t wash her hair because shampoo is
expensive...)
Clara managed to be gone by Tuesday morning and I only
managed to speak to her on the phone today. Valentina received the call at
21:00 that Clara would be sadly departing us and Clara was meant to leave at
11:00 the next morning. But appaz, Valentina barged into her room at half 10
and hurled abuse at her, calling her every horrid name under the sun and kicked
her out. I’m definitely sure that’s not okay. We legit just rent rooms from
these people and get food. They don’t have to speak to us at all if they don’t
want. It’s definitely not okay for her to go into the room you pay for without
permission and swear at you because you’re a crazy old hag. Back off k?The
same Monday afternoon I return home and asked Valentina if I could have the
second key for the front door. She locks it from the inside when she’s in so I
have to ring the bell and she yells that she’s coming for 5 minuntes before she
gets there. When I asked for the key that unlocks this (which she has for
herself only), she asked me if I thought I was the Queen of England or not
wanting to wait. I made some sassy comment about Lizzie which didn’t go down to
well and she said she was going to call my friends to tell them something or another.....
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| Mess with me, be deported.... |
I e-mailed my company RLUS and spoke to our rep on the phone
(who lives in St.Petes), and today Sasha came and called me out of class to ask
me about my problemos. I explained she’s legit insane and I’d call the men in
the white coats. They said they know and they found me a new home, and not to
go back because Valentina might kill me. Nice to know they are aware of this.
Not nice to know that they sent me there anyways.
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| It looked so proud. |
Side note: I can actually call her a bitch because she used
to try and pitch me and Clara against eachother. We came home late once from karaoke
and at various other times and we were sooo quiet but she’d tell Clara that I
like to party too much and this makes me have a плохой характер when in reality
Clara had come home with me AT THE SAME TIME. Then she’d tell me that Clara
blows her nose too much. Like what even is that??? Who says stuff like that? I’ll
tell ya who, crazy bitch lady from Petrozavodsk who no-one likes.
To continue I was banished from the flat until 5, huddled in
a street corner all afternoon praying she hadn’t destroyed my room. Lol jokes
we went for lunch and then a walk around the dodgy end of town. I met Andrei
(our teacher who teaches us a subject I don’t actually know how to translate)
and some woman outside the flat and we went up. I have never packed my stuff up
so quickly. Clothes were thrown in to the suitcase, shampoo retrieved from the
bathroom. She asked for her English dictionary back but it was accidentally in
the bag I gave to Sophia to take to my new domicile so that was another rant.
Valentina talked at Andrei and this lady for the full 11 minutes I took to get
the hell out of there and when we went downstairs Andrei packed my stuff up
into his massive Silver SUV and they had mints as we got into the car. As the
car filled with the scent of minty mints Andrei told me they hadn’t been to her
place for 5 years and she seemed kind and nice then. He apologised on behalf of
the University for me and said it wasn’t an accomodation they should be sending
students and then offered me a mint. I politely declined as the sugar would
probably not bode well with my excitement at finally moving to a new home.
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| New room! |
Unfortunately I am no longer a 3 minutes 20 seconds walk away
from uni, more like 20 mins but I’m right by the lake and still in the centre
of town near all the shops. My new apartment has the gorgeous Sophia, but of
course we’re only allowed to speak all the Russki when we’re together. There is
a woman called Nadejda (my name!) and man who is basically kept on a very tight
leash. Nadejda showed me everything and the man was only designated the job of
giving Sophia the key to show me how to use it. It’s lovely and modern here.
Sophia obviously has the better room but mine is still lovely. She has the view
of the lake, a double bed and a TV but it’s still better than what I had before!
Plus wifi! Plus I got my money back from Valentina for the rest of the month
even though the contract definitely says you have to pay in lieu of a month.
Suckerrrrrrrrrrrrr.
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| New room, different angle. Oh yeaaah. |
Just before I left I also bumped into Katya who is the
teacher of the English class that me and Olivia go to on Thursdays. She lived
in the flat just below Valentina and didn’t seem too surprised that I was on my
way out. All she really says is how glad she was to make my accquaintance and
will I be the President of the judging committee of the English competititon
they have in December. I, of course, politely and humbly accepted this
position. You may now call me Pres Nads, queen of judging English. I bump up
the cockney when I’m around her, she loves it. ,
Also I definitely used to have new bug bites all over my
arms at Valentina’s. Finally disease and rodent free!
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