“At the end of the day you are one with your art and everybody’s an artist. Everybody’s a piece of art. Everybody’s got a story to tell. Everybody tells it in different ways, some people tell it the way they walk, some people tell it the way they talk or the way they smile. You’ve just got to have some imagination.” – V.V.
You may not know it but I’m no good at: dancing, cooking
A book that changed me: “Ciuleandra”- Rebreanu
When I was a child I wanted to be: a teacher
Movie heaven: Harry Potter, The Doors
I wish I’d never worn: a uniform
All my money goes on: food, lots of food
My favourite building: the Koln Dome
My biggest regret: not being daring enough
The soundtrack to my life: HIM and Nymphetamine
The best invention ever: metal music
Astazi am intrat in “Ordinul Lingurii”, si nu orice lingura ci una de lemn si din Sighisoara. Inalta distinctie mi-a fost oferita ca sa pot amesteca mai usor in ceaun
Cu calciu si gust de crema de ghete sau lipici in pahare de care mancam cu totii cand eram la gradinita(totusi ala parca era mai bun). Am gasit un pachet aruncat prin casa si am zis de ce nu… Well, in momentul in care am facut un balon Smoc s-a ferit. Why? Pai nu stiu, pentru ca el se fereste de chestii precum spirtul, crema de pantofi, lotiunea demachianta, nu stiu de ce s-ar feri de o guma de mestecat… 
Enjoy it kids!!!
Spinning Words 