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I don't intend to try to
help anyone with their relationship. This is simply pertinent
information that will help you understand your Russian lady a little
more. Or, simply to inform you on some things to expect from your
Russian lady. I am not saying anything bad. I am simply telling you
things that you MIGHT encounter, and hopefully, help you to understand
and deal with them better. This isn't for ALL women! Just don't be
surprised if you experience it. I know my site sounds bad, maybe
because I usually hear bad stories. Honestly, if you find the right
Russian women, she will probably make a better wife than a woman from
your country. But finding that right Russian woman will be much harder
than finding one in your own country. There are MANY great women in
Russia. Finding them is not easy.
Russian characters are like
Russian seasons. Cold or hot.
(This means some days they are hot, some days
they are cold. Like most of us, but more extreme. This is not my
opinion, Russians themselves tell me this.)
If a person is hungry or
tired, they have every right to be angry and rude.
Expect your lady to
constantly tell you to say something and tell her a story.
(Russians hate those awkward, silent moments,
and always tell men to talk.)
If someone calls her on the
phone, there is no need to tell you who it was or what the call was
about.
(But expect her to ask you if you get a call.)
Expect her to be jealous.
Expect her to hate your jealousy.
Don't expect her to say
"please" and "thank you". Russians say these words to strangers, not to
friends and family. These people should already know your are grateful,
so there's no need to say it to them.
Don't expect her to be
grateful for her new life in your country. All the advantages are
shadowed by all the things she misses and can't have from back home. It
outweighs the quality of her new life.
Don't expect her to
understand money. She will think the average salary is
$100,000-$150,000. And giving her $10,000 for no reason is not uncommon.
Don't ever expect
her to understand your humour. Humour doesn't translate into any other
language or culture. And Russians think Western humour is stupid to the
core.
Expect her to
complain that you don't listen to her Expect her to tell you not to
listen to everything she says so seriously.
Expect her to love sleep...a
LOT of it...OFTEN.
When someone in the FSU
says, "I don't drink." this means hard alcohol. But because wine,
champagne and beer
are not considered hard alcohol, bring it on!!! It is VERY rare to find
a woman who does NOT drink.
Expect her to tell you that
you are well-endowed and you are the best lover of her life.
Russians are masters at those complimentary lies.
She'll be expecting gifts
when gifts should be given. She'll act appreciative.
If you don't give a gift when it is required, she will never forget it.
Light her cigarette. Quickly!
Refill her glass. Not too soon, not too late!
Open doors for her. Every Door!
Help her on with her coat. Not too soon, not too late!
Don't say sorry too much. (Still baffles me.)
Don't try to WOW her with anything.
Don't expect her to talk
about her sexual past and don't expect her to tell the truth about it.
Expect her to finish your
sentences. (This makes conversations long and hard at times.)
Expect this...
You say: "I don't want coffee, I prefer cold drinks."
She tells her friends, "Oh, he doesn't like coffee."
or...
She says, "Let's go dancing."
You say, "I am tired, how about going to a restaurant and a movie?"
She tells her friends, "He doesn't like nightclubs."
or...
You say, "I don't want to meet someone now. All women are crazy."
She asks, "Why don't you like Russian girls? Our girls are the best in
the world."
or...
You say, "Canada is the best country in the world." (U.N. report...read
it yourself.)
She tells everyone, "He doesn't like Russia."
See a pattern here? All Russian do this. Drives me nuts.
The
Russian/Ukraine Community
I
saw a thread in a forum about this subject and stayed out of the
conversation. But I have been thinking about it a lot and I think I
should warn you about this.
I
would be careful about sending your lady off to her cultural centre. If
she goes, go with her!!! Here's why...
FSU
people are negative, disagreeable and conflictive people (after you
live in Russia for 6 years, you can argue you with me, not before). You
expect your new lady to be WOW-ed by her new life in her new country.
You expect her to be happy and grateful for what she has. But that is
not how she will be. She will be thinking about all that is bad or
strange in your country compared with hers. She will be focusing on
what she is missing from home, what she doesn't have from home and all
that is bad for her in your country. Not what she now has.
So,
then she goes to her cultural centre and talks with other people in her
same boat. They are all having a great time talking in their language
and pointing what is bad, what they don't have and miss from home. They
bond. They grow close and they relate to one another. SO, imagine that
the person she is bonding with is a guy from her country. He is single.
He wants her. She has a choice.
Did
she leave her country to be with you? Or to be out of her country in a
better place? Now she's in a better place. Why does she need you? She
found some guys from her own culture that understand her and speak her
language. She's in the better place, now she can be with someone who is
better.
This
is a possibility, and might not ever happen. But based on the stories I
have heard about these girls leaving the foreigner to be with someone
from their own country prompts me to make you stop and think.
Superstitions
Russians take most of these
quite seriously.
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A black cat
crossing your path is a very bad sign.
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Encountering
a woman with an empty bucket is even worse.
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Give flowers
in odd numbers; even numbers are for funerals.
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Whistling
indoors will blow your money away.
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Never shake
hands over a threshold; step into the home and shake hands (or talk),
otherwise, you'll quarrel.
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Never give as
gifts - watches, clocks or knives. They are symbols of separation.
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Don't leave
empty bottle on the table. Put them on the floor. It brings financial
bad luck.
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Don't hold a
glass to be filled. Put it down, fill it, then pick it up.
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If you feel
something bad is going to happen, knock wood 3 times in order for it
not to happen.
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Itchy left
palm - you'll give money away. Itchy right palm - you'll receive money.
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Itchy left
eye - you'll soon cry. Itchy right eye - you'll soon see a relative or
dear person.
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Burning eyes
or ears means someone is talking about you.
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Ringing sound
in left ear - good luck. Right ear - bad luck.
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If you return
to a place because you forgot something, look in a mirror to avoid bad
luck.
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Sit in
silence for a few moments before setting off on a journey so the
journey is lucky.
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If someone
you know calls you and you don't recognize their voice, they will
become rich.
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Don't spill
salt. It's bad luck.
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Don't cross
knives and forks.
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Don't give
away money in the evening.
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If borrowing
or taking money, never give and take from hand-to-hand. Put it down and
take it. Otherwise you will never have money.
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If an eating
utensil falls on the floor, expect a visitor. (Hopefully not from the
IRS)
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Breaking a
mirror is bad luck.
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Twisting your
finger at your temple indicates the person you are talking with is
insane.
Jim's Personal Relationship Stories
A few guys have told me that
these sound like relationships they have had with girls in their
country. Perfect. All I am saying is that women are women in every
country.
6
years in Russia. I will tell you about the girls I dated. Not that they
were bad. But I am still single and have decided that I do NOT ever
want to marry an Russian or Ukrainian girl. (Other countries seem to be
a better place to find a genuine girl. East Europe or mid-Asia.) I am
not a lady's man. I am not a player. I know how to treat a lady and I
make a great partner. I am a one-woman man, so I turned down many
possible relationships. And countless other 'offers'. I am not saying
that I am a prize. I am not saying that these stories are good or bad,
they are just fact. A glimpse into real Russian dating...not internet
dating and visiting. And since a few morons think they know me and
think I am a bad guy) from a few facts I have listed about girls I have
dated in Russia, I will list every girl I have even had one date with.
(Just to piss those morons off.) Again, I am not saying these girls are
bad. They are great, that is why I dated them. I don't consider myself
to be bitter or angry, and if you get that from this page (site),
sorry. I am fed up, but that is different.
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Ukrainian
girl living (5 years at the time) in DC. Visited her for 10 days. Was
OK at first, but saw that Russian anger we all hear about hiding under
the surface. She wanted to make Winter Salad and I offered to buy the
ingredients. She told me not to buy sweet pickles and after buying what
appeared to be non-sweet pickles, she read the contents. Sugar was
listed so she got really pissed off and reminded me that she had told
me not to buy sweet pickles. I took them back and bought others. One
day she was washing dishes and bummed that she wasn't with her family.
She later got really mad because I didn't hug her at that moment. After
snapping at me for really dumb reasons, I decided that any kind of
relationship with this girl would be a mistake. I had no idea that this
girl was the standard.
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Next
encounter was the first in Russia. A buddy hit on a girl and her
friend. Her friend was tall and had HUGE breasts. She told me that she
was 19. She got my number and wanted to visit me at midnight once. I
was interested in someone else and turned her down. We hung out a few
times. I never once saw her crack a smile. A very boring girl. Later
found out that she had lied about her age and was in fact 15. Yeah,
that is the kind of trouble I need in Russia! (Just to be clear - SHE SAID SHE
WAS 19 AND I HAD NO REASON TO DOUBT HER. WE WENT OUT 3
TIMES IN A GROUP. HOLDING HANDS AS AS FAR AS IT GOT.)
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Next encounter was a
friend of a friend. She asked what I was doing on Friday and I said
that I was going to a bar with a buddy. I went, but without my buddy.
Guess who was waiting (alone) right by the door. Yeah, I love being
stalked. I had to talk to her, there was no escape. She laughed at
every word out of my mouth, touched my arm and really poured it on
thick. I wanted to get the hell out of there and said my stomach wasn't
feeling that great. She offered to take me home in her car. I said that
I lived one block away, but she insisted. She got her coat, but I had
to wait because the manager had taken mine. As we were waiting for any
sight of the manager so I could get my jacket, I could see her getting
more and more steamed. I told her she could go, and instead of going,
she just got more AND MORE pissed off. We got in her car and not
knowing her wheels were turned, she backed into a BMW. She said it was
no problem and we just drove away. We got to my house and I put out my
hand (for her to shake) and thanked her for the ride. Her face told me
how offended she was. Every time I saw her after this, she was a bigger
and bigger bitch. It got so bad that people asked me what was going on.
I explained and they all understood.
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Girlfriend
#1 - 21 years old. Waitress. Once whined that she couldn't pay her bar
bill at her own cafe from the night before and if I didn't help her she
would have to stand on the street corner in a short skirt in order to
make he money to pay her boss. I said, "What?" She said that she would
have to be a whore to make the money. "And you don't want a whore for a
girlfriend, do you, Jim?" I paid it and brushed it off as a joke to get
money out of me. I broke it off a month later when I realized this
little girl was not what I was looking for. Then, 6 months later, in
the deep, cold winter, I happened to see her standing on a street
corner (in an area of town where only certain types of girls do that)
in a very short skirt and black wig. I guess she had another bar bill
to pay.
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Girlfriend #2 - Really dug
me. 25 years old. Professional job. Tall, beautiful, good job and
currently on a dating site. Here is one conversation...
Jim: How long were you
married?
G#2: 5 years.
Jim: I guess it wasn't true love.
G#2: It was true love!
Jim: True love lasts 5 years?
G#2: Is that long?
Jim makes a funny face.
G#2: Is that short?
Jim avoids the subject and moves on.
She had a car and a new
flat. (Read the section on divorce and you'll know why and how.) The
breaker was one day when she said she would pick me up in 15 minutes.
It was 11:45, so I had time to run to the post office to mail a letter.
As I got back to my building, I saw her in her car about to leave. She
happened to see me and stopped. I got in and she screamed at me!!
"Where were you? I almost left." I looked at my watch. 11:59. "Am I
late?" "I just happened to see you or I would have left." "Am I late?"
No reply. Having her freak and scream at me for not being late made me
think about what would happen if I were actually late someday. And true
love for me is longer than 5 years. Had to move on.
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Girlfriend #3 - 27 years
old. Professional job. Tall, slim and the most beautiful girl I have
(still) ever seen in my life. We were together for 2 years. We had a
few arguments in those 2 years. But in general, it was great. Forget
about the time that she and her friend had dinner at a restaurant and
called me after they had finished. I went and had one drink (80
roubles) and 2 other male friends of her friend also came and joined
us. When the bill came, I thought I would help everyone pay. The girls
sat motionless and I put 500 roubles on the table. G#3 actually looked
at me and said, "That's all?" The other guys paid the rest and that was
the last time she did that. Anyway, one argument was about money. She
wanted a vacation. I asked who she was going with. She said nobody. I
said that I could go with her. She said OK. Suddenly, I was paying for
everything. At that exact moment, due to many factors, I didn't have
all that much money. I asked her if she could give me $400. (I was
planning to give it all back after the trip, but didn't tell her this.)
After first saying, OK, then arguing about it, then saying it was a
problem, came the fight. She said, "If I pay my own way, then I can do
whatever I want, talk to whoever I want and DO ANYTHING I WANT."
(Meaning, if I paid, she would be with me.) I didn't really need the
money, I just needed extra cash for when in Egypt, just in case. But it
was the principle, now. That night, in bed, I asked her again about any
money she could help with. (I mean, she was planning to go alone, so
she did have the money.) She freaked. I quote, "You look at my breasts
and don't expect to pay anything for it?" That took me aback so much
that I didn't want to go, but had just paid for everything. Needless to
say, I lost the mood for anything intimate. She's Russian, so she
didn't. Kind of jumped on me and I said (not yelled) that I really
didn't want to. She said fine and turned over; for 5 seconds. Then
turned back and said, "You're not normal, you know that?"
One day, watching TV, a show about Sigmund Freud (they love him here)
mentioned a Freudism. If, after 2 years, a couple has no desire or
reason to move forward, the relationship should be ended. I suddenly
remembered how the only 2 serious relationships that G#3 had before me
both lasted exactly 2 years. For our 2 year anniversary, (yes, you know
where this is going) she made plans to be in Egypt with her friend, so
we celebrated early. 3 days before she left, she went out with her
friend and came to my place at about midnight. I opened the door and
she walked in and proclaimed, "You are the best boyfriend in the whole
world." And kissed me. No "Hi", no "Hello". Boom! Cool. Turns
out that there was a guy at the restaurant with his girlfriend and
didn't pay much attention to her, whereas my girlfriend is always the
only girl in the room when she's with me. Then she went to Egypt for 2
weeks, came back, and yes, broke it off. Everyone in the city (knew us)
was shocked. We were the coolest (tallest) couple around. Her mother
still cries when I call to say Hi.
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Next encounter was a
stripper. (You can understand why I wanted to meet her.) She agreed to
meet me, we talked, she gave me her number. A few days later, she was
dancing so I went to the bar. I asked the manager (who I know) if the
stripper wanted to date me. Manager asked her and it appeared as though
the stripper was...uh...not really happy that I didn't ask her myself.
We went and talked and someone called her. It was blatantly obvious
that it was her boyfriend. And it appeared to me that she was into the
guy. I saw her a week later at the cinema holding hands with a guy.
Figured she was under the impression that this foreigner might be
richer than her rich, Russian boyfriend. (Or she is a kept woman
looking for her own fun on the side.) Either way, not what I was
looking for. (jUST TO BE CLEAR - we talked
twice and never went out. EVERY FOREIGNER
WHO LIVES - NOT VISITS AND THINKS HE KNOWS EVERYTHING - LIVES IN
RUSSIA, ENDS UP DATING OR SLEEPING WITH A STRIPPER.)
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Girls #3, 4, 5, 6, 7,
8....after G#3 came a whole string of first dates. (I lost track of
exactly how many.) I am the type of guy to know instantly if there is
something that a girl has to make it worth seeing her again, so 1 date
is enough for me most times. What was wrong with these girls?
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Girlfriend #4 (I don't
count the 1 date girls) 24 years old. Office job. She was from a
southern FSU country. Very cheerful. A happy girl was now my only
concern. We had a great time and always laughed. She didn't really
understand my Russian that well, my (Russian) friend would say what I
had just said (pretty much like I said it) and she and her friend would
understand. One day she started complaining...and never stopped. She
would walk in my door and start criticizing every thing I did, said,
looked at, thought or even heard. I cooked for her once and everything
I did was wrong or strange. I placed tinfoil on my DVD, VCR and stereo
because Russia is dirty and I really don't like cleaning every day. She
decided to stop complaining about it and just removed it. That was the
beginning of the end. Then she complained before she got into my house.
(My door was dirty.) The breaker...it still baffles me. Her friend
didn't like me because I offended her when I told her to be careful
when touching my $300 sunglasses, or when I asked her why she was
digging in my private things, or when I looked at her. So, G#4 calls me
and asks what I am doing. I say that I am sitting and drinking with my
buddy and she can come over if she wants.
G#4: "Do you want me to come over?"
Jim: "That's why I invited you."
G#4: You didn't invite me. You said that I could come over if I wanted."
Jim looks at friend, makes face."
G#4: "So, do you want to see me or not."
Jim: "I hereby invite you to my house."
G#4: "OK, I will come right now."
That was 11:00 pm. At
midnight, I called her to find out where the hell she was. (She should
have been there 30 minutes earlier.) Her phone was turned
off. I called her friend and asked where she was. "She went home." She
rudely said. "Home? Why?" More rudely, "I don't know." I looked at my
buddy, "Let's go." We left and hit some casinos. (For fun). The next
day, I learned that she had in fact gone to my house, but I had left
and forgot my phone. She was mad. Then she talked to her friend and
figured out what had happened, She had lied to her friend about coming
to my place/going home. But what followed is what pushed me over the
edge.
G#4: "You don't understand."
Jim: "Your friend said that you went home. I called you and your phone
was off."
G#4: "I told her I was going home, but I came here. My battery was
dead. That's why my phone was off."
Jim: "There you go."
G#4: "But why did you leave?"
Jim: "I had waited an hour. I called, your phone was off. Your friend
said you went home. What was I supposed to do?"
G#4: "But why did you leave? I stood outside your door like a fool."
Jim: "Your friend said that you went home. Am I supposed to sit at home
all night?"
G#4: "I said I was coming over."
Jim: "Your friend said you went home."
G#4: "But why did you leave?"
She kept asking that
question over and over. I could NOT make her understand. She said that
the misunderstanding was nobody's fault. But, if she hadn't lied to her
friend, there would have been NO misunderstanding. So, it IS her fault.
I just couldn't take her way of thinking anymore. My buddy asked why I
stopped seeing her. I said that, aside from her not being able to
understand my point of view, I couldn't handle her complaining anymore.
"What complaining?" He asked. I explained and he thought it was
strange. Attributed it to different cultures. So, guys, be ready for
complaining.
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Girlfriend #5. 21 years
old. Casino runner. (Can you add 1+1?) Same name as Girlfriend#4. Made
it nice and confusing, especially since Girlfriend#4 didn't stop
calling (every day) for 6 months. This girl's mood changed
every 2 minutes. I am not joking. She was a nervous, moody, emotional
basket-case. Russians have a habit of not telling anyone anything. So,
after I broke it off, my buddy admitted that he also thought that G#5
was very strange. Her shifts at the casino were 24 hours on, then 48
hours off. One day, feeling bad at the hours she worked, I said, "Poor
****." She freaked. "I am not poor! Don't call me poor! Don't pity me!"
Yikes. The next time we talked, she tsked. I tsked as a joke and she
freaked again. "Stop mocking me!" That was pretty much it. I forgot to
say that every time I made a joke, she would get offended and when I
would say that it was only joke, she would say, "Stupid joke." I cannot
be with anyone who doesn't have a sense of humour.
After this, I pretty much
decided to
throw in the towel. I am not saying anything about myself, but both of
these last 2 girls continued calling for about 6 months after I broke
it off. The thought of meeting and getting to know another Russian
woman made me shudder. One night at the casino, a girl was scoping me.
My (married) buddy started chatting her up, even though I had just told
him that she was scoping me out. I talked to her, fooled around about
being or not being Russian. And quickly learned that she was a little
'off'. Losing interest, my buddy moved in. What is odd about this?
Girls don't go to the casino, especially not alone. I left him to have
his fun. Turns out the girl had fought with her boyfriend and went to
the casino to be picked up by a guy. What's wrong with that? Nothing.
(most guys like girls like that, even though she's not the kind of girl
to take home to mom.) My buddy is also married.
(Just to be clear - the only girl
that dumped me was the girlfriend I had
for 2 years. ALL THE OTHERS, I LEFT. MY DECISION. I FOLLOW MY HEART AND
I EVEN FELT BAD THAT I HURT THEM, BUT LIFE GOES ON.)
If you ever talk to a guy
from Azerbaijan, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan or Georgia, they will ALL tell
you same thing, NEVER MARRY A RUSSIAN GIRL!!! They never have a really
good answer. Usually, they say that Russian girls drink, smoke and
cheat. They all have Russian girlfriends, but they say you
cannot marry a Russian girl. I would think that these guys know better
than me because they have lived with these girls all their lives. I
simply find it amusing how these guys always say the same
thing,
Letter From A Russian Guy
Hi
Jim,
Thank you for putting up this website. It was very
interesting to
read everything, especially your experiences on the
"Relationship Help" page.
I am a Russian guy (33 y.o.) who has been living in
the US for the
last 11 years. I had more experience with American
women than with
Russian women, so I am kind of the opposite of you,
in a way.
It is interesting how you described all the little
memorable details.
I would have forgotten them. I must say that I found
many of them
accurate and fairly normal for a Russian girl/guy,
even funny, and
they probably would not have surprised me that much.
But as far as
the money matters, I think you are just attracted to
the wrong type
of girls, like many of my US friends. Many American
girls love money
at least as much, if not more, as the Russian girls
that you met, but
they simply consider talking about it a very poor
taste, so they mask
and sugar coat the parts that Russian girls
thing are okay to
discuss openly. I have talked to many Russian girls
on the internet
and pretty much confirmed my findings. There are many
girls out there
who, like you said, are willing to trade their home
town, culture and
friends/family for money and better lifestyle, and a
rich
American(Canadian) dude is a perfect vehicle, as long
as he respects
the rules of the game and plays along.
I summed it up and explained it with astrology. The
girls that love
your money more than you are usually: 1) Pieces, 2)
Virgos, Cancers
or Scorpios, and never: 1) Arieses or Sagittariuses.
I bet you a case of Molson Canadian that you are a
Pieces or a Virgo
yourself! These are usually my best friends,
especially the Pieces.
They would always find crazy girls out of the bunch
and think they
are interesting and attractive. And only they would
turn down a girl
if she came in too strong and indicated that she
wants some hot sex
ASAP. I would never pass up a chance like that if it
was physically
safe! And I just happened to be attracted to only
Arieses and
Sagittariuses, and I can spot them with my eyes
closed. These do not
care about my money, so I am lucky I guess since I do
not have very much.
Good luck in your relationships, and try to look away
from the bad girls!
Why did I post
his letter?
He, a Russian guy, confirms 2 things that I say. Russian girls are a
certain sort. And they are women. Just like any woman on the Earth. A
woman is a woman. There are angels everywhere. You just have to find
them amongst the sea of devils.
Letter
From A Russian GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would like to take a moment of your time to express my sincere thanks
for
your very informative website. I can't wait to e-mail this
website address to
some of my friends who are looking for a Russian of FSU bride
because I could
have not explained it better myself.
Please, allow me with
introduction. My name is **** ****. I live in
Charleston, SC. I was born in Ukraine. I came to US
in 1993 on student visa.
I ended up staying here, in the US, since I married an American
citizen.
I must say that your dating history was
quite adventurous and entertaining.
Knowing my countrymen, or countrywomen to be more specific, I am very
ashamed to
admit that what you said is absolutely true. Most of these
women have a very
distorted idea of life in the US or any other Western
country.
A Few Non-relationship Stories
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I went home to Canada for
a month. At the time, my girlfriend was on holiday in Spain. I gave one
of my 2 best friends 300 roubles to buy her flowers the following week.
(Just a surprise for her.) I figured a small bouquet for 200-250
roubles and the rest for his trouble. While in Canada, I sent him an
email and got no reply. So, sent another one. He sent some BS letter
saying that my letter came out as gibberish on his side. When I
returned to Russia, he never said anything, so I had to bring it up
myself. He had taken the money for himself for some emergency and never
bought the flowers.
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I went to Canada for a
month the following year and left a duffle bag with clothes at my
girlfriend's house. Her mother asked their neighbour if they could hold
it. There were 4 cans of tennis balls in this bag. When I got back and
opened the bag, all the cans had been opened. If you play tennis, you
know that as soon as you open the can, the balls start to lose their
life. I couldn't believe it. My girlfriend said that the neighbour's
kid had opened them. I didn't get angry, but explained the fact about
the life of tennis balls. My girlfriend got quite upset and loudly
explained that it was the kid and you cannot control kids. (I don't
even want to know how the kid found tennis balls in my bag, that is
another fight.) Later, I found out that when my girlfriend found out
about the balls, she got really angry and yelled. But then with me, she
defended the neighbour and yelled at me. Interesting.
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I went to Canada for a
month the following year and left a box and bag with a pot, pan and a
few jars of food with my other best friend. One of them was a jar of
pickled jalepeno peppers that I was lucky enough to find one day. When
I got back to Russia and got my stuff, my friend was nice enough to
tell me (before I found out for myself) that he had eaten the peppers.
And that he thought that even though they were quite hot, he liked
them. Again, I don't know which is worse; that he would eat MY things
or that he found them in the first place.
Are you thinking of the
proverb...'When the cat's away, the mice will play'? I sure am.
I know this page and most of
my site is quite negative. I am not trying to discourage anyone from
dating FSU girls. I simply want guys to be aware that dating agencies
portray Russian girls to be right out of a fairy tale. I am simply
trying to let guys know that women are women, it doesn't matter where
they come from. You can find a great woman in any country. Don't assume
these girls are going to see you as a savior. A relationship with a
foreign can be great, but it has a lot of stress. Mostly for her. But
the result affects you.
Judging from girls listed on
my site and
from the girls I have met from different countries over the years, I
myself, will not marry a Russian or Ukrainian. (But you can have a lot
of success there.) Girls from Estonia, Lithuanian, Latvia, Uzbekistan,
Azerbaijan, Kazakhstan and other Eastern European countries appear to
be a better choice if you are looking for a real, lasting
relationship.
Or maybe I am nuts and have
no idea what I am talking about. Take my information with a smile.
Decide for yourself. No need to insult.
And read here
for a True Life Story
From USA Guy Married to Ukrainian Girl.
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