Saturday, July 14, 2012

Raison d'être

Hello, people.
My name is Xenia (a Greek word for "hospitality" and a pretty common Russian name).

About year ago my family and I moved from Vladivostok, Russia (an odd and awesome place), here to South Florida, not much less odd in a way.
I have had a blog before (if anyone reads Russian and cares), but a couple of month ago I have gotten to a point, where I would rather blog about some things, that demand me to operate with English-speaking thought, or cultural concepts, in English. So here I go...
I am very curious to see the relationship between the posts in English and the ones that demand Russian from me.

As for what I am:
I am sixteen, looking forward towards my junior year in high school. Yeah, and I'm in IB, if it means anything.

For about a couple of years now my whole world revolves around one word, philology. It's old fashioned in English, but the definition, given by Marriam-Webster, is perfect: "the study of literature and of disciplines relevant to literature or to language as used in literature". 
I love Classics, and the whole span of Greek literature/language to death, adore and know my Russian lit, and have recently dug into Shakespeare. I am eager to learn and understand any part of the humanities, because eventually it all will work out to be some concept I will have my Ph.D. on.
All this stuff is so important to me, not only because it amuses me beyond any proper rates, but helps me to become a better person, and, eventually, it will be my way of making world a better place. 


For the other things I care about, they are the typical mass culture/geeky things. American mass culture is awesome and also tends to amuse me beyond any proper rate.
Art, I love art to: theater, baroque, posters of any age.
I am very happy to see people, who are enthusiastic about something, and are willing to share their enthusiasm with the world. I love learning from them. 


Stuff I'll blog about:
The nerdy stuff, the geeky stuff, some high school stuff (don't worry, nothing too sixteen year old), and a bit on my emigrant's fate (I detest in defying me so much, but it does, so I have to accept it, and work with it).

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