Somebody peed in the lift.
Today will probably be university then nothing to report for the rest of the day, as I will be in the Coffee House updating my blog and uploading photos (as, I don't think the signal in the flat is that good for internet – it's ok for reading news, or talking on facebook chat (JUST) but not really anything else...)
Oh but before this happens, I leave the house, get in the lift, go down, go back up on having realised I've forgotten my diary (which is crucial, as it is the only thing that holds which classes I have and (rarely) the room numbers. Oh and it has my scribbles that I am now blogging up. ANYWAY, I head back, Люда comments that at least now, I have come back before getting on the metro, and that it is good that I think now, I will have everything (let's hope.)
And I got back into the lift, and during that 3 minutes, someone had pissed in the lift. It might have been a dog I guess. Hoping to God that it's not human anyway, urgh – a dog, I could just about bear...
After uploading and drinking lots of tea (...again), I grab the metro back. My train is PACKED. I have no seat, I am boiling (as it is so much more humid on the underground, especially when you have about 5 people around you using you as a wall, and no space to move. I accidentally fell into a seated woman's legs slightly, as I was nearly falling over. She KICKED me and glared at me. Oh, sorry love, that I am disturbing your comfort, would you rather stand up and be leant on for a while? Maybe you can bring out the fucking daggers for them.
Oh I also got groped a little by a man (sorta like an 'oops, my hand just accidentally went all up your body as I was grabbing this arm-holder so that I don't fall into you moreso' thing) ugh. I think it's because of the clothes I wear, I'm not sure. He proceeds to elbow me on the million-foot-long escalator too. I love the metro, still, after feeling whored out enough for the day, head back to the flat...
Bit of an unpleasant day.
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