Tatiana Terehina

I am a man of a mess, a real pick up for pathfinders. It’s like they always can figure out where I was and what I did.

I try to spend my free moments with my beloved, my parents, to go for a walk, to go to restaurants, to visit cinema. But my major is country party with friends and go boating…

Our time doesn’t let us other option but staying independent, which made me strive for maximum independence from the very first year of the University. However at time I feel like staying a little girl and fancying, like : “I can’t do this and that, please, somebody help me…”

A man is mostly destined to predominate in relations and our cunning female internal is meant to turn the wise male into the right direction.

You don’t even imagine how extremely excited I was when I was presented a snowboard. I placed all possible photos picturing me myself, the snowboard, the snowboard and me, me on the snowboard in all the social nets… I was freakily happy! Well, as for the sliding I am still a proper dummy and my victories have been limited to “Snowcom” so farm but I am just longing to slide down a real hill.

It’s ok when you got fastened staying on a yacht’s urge with a parachute on behind your bag. You tendto think so: “It all can go to blazes!” But it feels really frightening when they suddenly start pulling you upwards! It was the moment I recalled all the swear words I knew and I had all my live in front of me then…

I am dreadful coward being quite of a risky girl at the same time. Such a mix I am!

I cherish a dream to learn to run a wake board and master sophisticated tricks.

In case your head is stuck up with great many outstanding questions and problems, just go and ride roller-coaster. No doubt you will land with your knees trembling but it is the moment you get a distinct vision of your further actions and directions to move on.

It’s very beautiful in the space, bundles of energy flying about there. And you know, they live their own lives there, having some special places where the party and socialize. There are lone types and there are party guys… Every man has his own way of communication to the space. Well, some have neither…Truth is in the eyes of the beholder.

There’s always milk, fruit, sweet, soy-bean souse, fruit ice, meat and chicken, juice, vegetables, cheese, sausages a tub of Heinz ketchup in my fridge.

I keep everything. I’ve still had my old dairies… and my French copy-book which I used in the 2nd form.

I got involved into designing of my desire board after having watched “Secret” movie. Now it has a 2-door Mercedes, Christian Louboutin pink shoes, Marc Jacobs beautiful beige jacket , as well as various reminders of my desire to visit New-York, London, Paris and Seychelles. Well, there are some small thesis like “the crisis is about to end” and “it will be fine”.
I can cease to be interested in some things quite quickly, but I try not to get obsessed with clothes. I do not devote my life to boutiques though I do like shopping as any other girl.

I can freely change the environment but I miss people. That explains my desire to come back for some hours when I am far away, to meet my dearest and nearest, to eat a sandwich made of Borodinsky bread with doctor sausage and then fly back to the place.

I know what living alone stands for, but I’d rather avoid the thing. I am a man of communication.