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I’m thought of as a strange girl. Some people say I’m intelligent, well-read, but still too complicated to be understood. I don’t mind them, cause I can’t be more ordinary, can’t enjoy sitting at home and watching soap-operas during the evenings. The main thing is that I’m a sincere person, but not for everyone. I’m constantly surrounded by a great number of acquaintances and sometimes I’m tired of their calls, conversations and problems, cause I still try to help them. I have a few close friends whom I appreciate very much and we never-never quarrel. I enjoy my way of life. I like spend my spare time discovering new places, meeting new people, getting to know more about their ways of life and comparing our lifestyles. So I try to improve myself. I’m unable to stay at the same place for a long time, I’m like a gipsy within myself, I feel my life is wasted if I don’t travel. This summer I’m going to Florida.

Just imagine! It’s about 11 p.m. Another day of hard work is off. I drop in your place. You’re tired, but I take you by your hand and pull you out of your arm-chair. We get into my car and go… somewhere only we know. We pass thousands of lights, the city is bright and lively. We are not going to the party or to the restaurant, or cinema, we are not going to visit our friends, we just want to stay together for a while. We are coming to the beach. Here we are. We are talking about everything, about everything that is imaginable. We are walking barefoot, then dancing, and then just sitting on the sand looking at the waves of the ocean. And I’m telling you that however hard I may thank God for this life, I’ll never manage to thank him properly for giving me you, as you’re the best thing in my life.