Second Post

Good bye mother Russia. You keep my spirit warm, and I drink much when I am with you. I will return to the american university to become surgeon. One day you will be proud to welcome Vlad back, yes? When I am grown, many bone will be set in my hand.

Pride for you. Courage for me.

-Vlad

First Post

I am told by Chaz, enthusiastic roommate, to blog here. I am not much blogging in english before. Bears with me? (Not sure of this expression. Bears are common in America?)

My mind is here for taking. Much pleasure to you.

-Vlad