Решил вспомнить немного английский:
I've caught myself on thought: When some aboriginal is walking in front of me, i hold my breath and go faster. And only after that i begin to breath again! Day after day i begin to hate this republic more and more. Most of all I'm afraid to stay here forever. It's important for me to feel freedom. I wanna as quickly as possible to come in Russia, because here i feel myself like in hutch.