Childhood Dream

Thought about moving to the U.S. is ripe for me since childhood. Perhaps the reason was an American actor, which I am immensely fond of: Van Damme, Schwarzenegger and Stallone (I later learned that they are not quite Americans) are sunk into the soul and I, as many other children, imitating them, trying to speak like them, look like they even think to copy them. That's when I decided that grow up – go away to America and become a Hollywood actor, so his new Bruce Willis or Steven Segal, and perhaps even steeper. Contact information is here: Senator Elizabeth Warren . And I like American cartoons, well, how can our "cartoon" about Nathan, compared with colorful, vibrant Duck Tales or Chip and Dale, who rush to the rescue.

A Coca-Cola? What it seemed to be delicious, is it because we have other than lemonade and kvass nothing more happened? After seeing on tv about Disneyland, I realized that our rocket, which is located in a park across the street and smelling a lot worse than in the toilet, do not limit my dreams. And the rides are more interesting than an iron drum, in which you want to climb up and running with all her might to not fall down and not break one's neck. In general, it does not fall in love with a country where there Schwarzenegger, Uncle Scrooge and Disneyland? Childhood flew by, gaze opens up many new interesting and unknown things, like girls, music, etc. Stop the music! In adolescence, it was fashionable to listen to foreign music, in mostly American: Nirvana, Metallica, Prodigy, etc.