Marina Fetisova

I wouldn’t say that I’m an aggressive snowboarder, rather more of an amateur. I just do it so I can leave the city more often in winter for some decent reason, instead of just going to another party. Waveboarding… that’s something I do because it makes an excellent workout for all the muscles.

I’m a very composed person, it’s very rare that I confront people who I don’t know at work. The only cases when it does happen are utter rudeness targeted at me or total unawareness of the ascribed responsibilities.

I’d trade my soul to cure someone I love. And, of course, any material possessions are totally inapplicable here. That’s something only a petty person could do.

My favourite scent is the scent of cold, when the nose goes red, and you can hear the snow crunching under your feet (smiles).

I can only accept the criticism from those who are really close to me, but as for everyone else, I don’t give a damn about their opinions. I hate it when someone I don’t even know tells me what to do with my life. Why don’t they rather concentrate on their own lives and leave me alone.

I’ve beaten my boyfriend up when I found out that he’d cheated on me. I was beating the hell out of him, till they pulled me away. Being cheated on is the greatest pain one could ever come to suffer. If I love, this must belong to me alone.

Sense of humour is what I rate above all the other male traits of character. He may be absolutely unattractive, not my type, but if he’s got a perfect sense of humour, chances are I might fall for him.

In my next life I’d like to become a man, so I can show all the other men how to court women properly. That’s such a piece of cake!

I’m not too demanding, and might simply burst in tears on getting some cute postcard from my love. I even cry when I see that ad: “Mommy, the one who’s given you a gift of life…”

I’m very grateful to my parents. They made sure I had a carefree childhood and keep supporting me even now. But I’m still working hard in search of self-fulfilment. I don’t want to be one of those girls whose primary goal is securing themselves a sponsor.

I’ve got a lot in common with Woody Woodpecker, ta-da-da-da-da-da-a (laughs).

Nowadays, the wealthy men have already got used to the fact that girls are only interested in their wallets. Even when they do come across a truly sincere woman, they are still convinced that all she wants is money.

People who spend most of their time by the computer are extremely lonely, they don’t have friends who could ask them out for, say, a cup of coffee, or a walk, a chat. The only way for them to express emotions is on the screen, because they’re simply lacking courage to confide in a real person.