Interconnectedness

It is Sunday, October 21st, and I have officially penetrated the insane social interconnectedness that is the Moscow Expat Crowd.

It is the end of my first week off from school, and ever since I found out I couldn’t go to Egypt, I have yet to feel sad once again about not being on a plane for Egypt.
I connected myself to the social scene that I was looking for. I found the people I fit well with. Exactly what I was looking for; what a trade off!

...as I’m sitting down to write this, understand that it’s REALLY complicated, and it’s REALLY interconnected. As my Indian-American downstairs neighbor says, although there are a large number of expats, there’s a limited amount of stable expats in our age bracket in Moscow, and after a while, everyone sort of just meets everyone else.

So I met this guy online; I was almost going to move in with him when I got here, but it didn’t work out and we stayed friends (not the guy who dropped me). His name is IGOR (Russian). We’ve hung out and it’s all good and fun, and this is where it starts, so bear with me. (if you’re interested)
HE just met this girl that my brother met ANYA (Russian-Canadian), just by fluke. And Anya’s friends, I met on Saturday night. Interesting people (LUMINA (American), ELENA (Russian), JELLE (Danish- journalist; pronounced Yelleh) and a few others)...THESE people, are known by SANWAREE (Indian-American), JAMES (UK) and TERESA (Asian-American) whom are people I know because Sanwaree is my downstairs neighbor, whom I know only cause I crashed her party a couple of weeks ago, and ran into randomly 2 weeks ago.
Today, I went with Igor to a contemporary art exposition of these real live filmed portraits. It was really cool....sort of like portraits out of Harry Potter...where the people just pose for a long time, and move periodically, and it’s all on film. It was really cool. It was this American artist. Steven something...darn I should know his name, but anyway, Igor invited ARON (Swedish) to come along, so I meet this Aron. Now, Aron is someone I’ve kept hearing about...because ALESSANDRO (Swiss; tall; shares my home with me) knows him. Actually, OLGA (Russian-Crazy rude girl who came to my flat and insulted me and my kitchen!) and Aron used to date. (HAHAH), so by meeting Aron, I’ve penetrated Alessandro’s crowd completely unknowingly. After Igor had to leave, Aron invites me to the Pushkin Fine Arts Museum for a special expo on Chanel. (Which Alessandro had told me he might go to, but didn’t in the end). So I go, and there I meet JOHAN (Swedish), NINNA (Swedish), KATYA (Russian) and a few others, all of whom know or know of Alessandro (...you know Alessandro? Yeah, I live with him!). After the museum (which was really cool...didn’t think I’d be all that into the HAUTE-COUTURE scene in Paris in the last century, but it was interesting to see how fashion really affects culture...How the world needed Chanel to make waves for women and our statuses. I realized that it’s just more human interactions with things as personal as how we dress! Anyway, conversations for another time) we go back to Aron’s flat, where we meet NATASHA (Russian) his flatmate. Incidentally, Aron and Nat live 5 minutes from my school. I live 5 minutes from Aron’s work. We joked that if we swapped apartments it would be more convenient for all 4 of us!! Nat’s really cool; she speaks English like a British person, since she studied it there... so finally we make it to a café, where Alessandro joins us and we have a great time. We all go back to my flat and talk some more, and I mention my experience at ONoir, (there’s on in Moscow incidentally), and so Aron goes; OH yeah, my friend who writes for a Dutch Newspaper wrote an article about that. I go: What?! Uh-oh, what’s his name?

Aron knows Jelle.
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OF COURSE Aron knows Jelle. How could he have not?

I have NEVER in my life met so many random people who knew so many other random people.
It has just been a REALLY coincidental weekend, although if you think about it, it’s really not coincidence. It’s just the nature of where I am, and the fact that I’ve penetrated the layers of social madness...and also, that I’ve now involved myself in the Swedish social crowd in Moscow, I feel pretty damn cool.
(HAHAHHA, I’m such a loser for saying that!)

Sesiously though! It’s so crazy! ....haha, the even crazier thing, is that I didn’t even mention EVERYONE!...and not only that, but I’m fairly certain that everyone I listed above is on facebook.
Attack of the killer facebooking!

...in a couple of years, there will be academic TEXTS written about the international and cultural phenomenon that is facebook. How it has changed the way we communicate and interact with the world around us. It is just PURE craziness.
You gotta love it and hate it at the same time

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