I am a mix of my parents... my eyes and nose is my mum my lips and smile from dad. Mysterious is better than naked truth... as for me... i am easy going and simple and complicated, passionate and calm, hot and cold... i believe in love and friendship...and i like to do crazy and spontaneous things... and one more i really try to live my life as i want it to be! I enjoy every little things... food... nature... smiles... i am comfortable to be with... i have class and i am honest and love life /art/cooking/and new knowleges...
I'm a journalist, translator and linguist from Moscow, Russia with Master's Degree with Honours from the Moscow State Linguistic University (one of the top universities in Russia), majoring in PR, Journalism and Foreign Languages (English and Spanish).
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- 5 May, 2009 |
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Three friends were playing golf one beautiful Sunday morning, as usual, and they never missed a weekend. As one of them was about to take the first tee a guy, by himself, asked if he could join their flight. The friends looked at each other and figured “sure, why not,” as they haven’t played with anyone else in quite some time.
So they teed off and all four were getting along pretty well. Right about the turn, on the 9th hole, they were all chit chatting and getting to know one another. Curious, one of the friends asked the new guy what he did for a living and, funny enough, he told them he was a hitman. They all kind of laughed it off, and asked him again - this time seriously.