I consider myself an audiophile, because I just love listening to music so much. My day seems just great listening to some chill tunes to block out the "loud noises"... If only I could listen to my music at work, the tunes played at work are okay and I get the usual "Coldplay" and "Foster the People" every now and then. It still does not satisfy my love and desire for more music! On a different note, I also love the cold and snow believe it or not. An interesting fact, Russia is the coldest country in the world. The mid-annual temperature is −5.5°C (22°F) which for sure I get to conveniently wear all the warm clothing and jackets I want. Las Vegas is so harsh sometimes, almost makes it so unbearable to want to wear a jacket during the day. Russia is such a great place to train as well. The place is so quiet and secluded in a lot of areas that I feel makes it so peaceful. Who knows? I may even see Fedor Emelianenko who I still feel is the best fighter in the world even though he is not in his prime. I know without a doubt, chess is a national past time there, so bumping into someone at a park who wants to play would not be difficult at all. I guess I kind of don't mind associating myself as a Russophile because the nation and its people are so interesting to me. I also love the Philippines, and what I have learned from both countries is that the people have so much pride and honor for their country. I am blessed to have a Russian name, and a Filipino family. Speaking of Russian stuff, I love this dog tag so much. I pretty much wear it all day everyday because it brings me good fortune. Today, I had to complete a drug test for this airport job that also tested my vision, balance, and hearing. I thought it was so grueling holding it in, but when I finally was able to take the urine test I got so embarrassed. Lets just say I ended up overfilling the cup, and later asking the tester "Is it okay if I clean the toilet?" When I had to meet a physician, he checked my whole body, and became curious when he saw my dog tag. He said, "What country is that?" and I replied, "Russia" while he was hitting the lower section of my kneecaps to test my reflexes. He looked at me with an interested smirk, and I explained to him that I love just about everything Russian and my name's origin. I passed the tests, and he later told me,"Make sure to place me in the VIP section if you get the job." Since I am talking about everything Russia related, I am pretty sure a few of my co-workers now think I am creepy ever since I told them I thought a certain co-worker had "Russian eyes".
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