Кристина Родригез - краткая биография.

• Интересы: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
• Деятельность: If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
• Любимое кино: Jockie has taken the parting kiss, Over the mountains he is gone, And with him is all my bliss - Nothing but grief with me remain. Spare my love, you winds that blow, Driven sleets and beating rain! Spare my love, you feathery snow, Drifting over the frozen plain! When the shades of evening creep Over the day's fair happy eye, Sound and safely may he sleep, Sweetly blythe his awakening be! He will think on her he loves, Fondly he will repeat her name; For wherever he distant roves, Jockie's heart is still at home.
• Любимые игры: What are little boys made of, made of? What are little boys made of? Frogs and snails, And puppy-dogs' tails, That's what little boys are made of. What are little girls made of, made of? What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice And all things nice, That's what little girls are made of.
• Любимые ТВ-шоу: Then, hostess, count the reckoning, The reckoning, the reckoning! Then, hostess, count the reckoning, And bring a drink of ale more! Gone is the day, and dark is the night, But we will never stray for want of light, For ale and brandy is stars and moon, And blood red wine is the rising sun. There is wealth and ease for gentlemen, And simple folk must fight and fend (for themselves); But here we are all in one accord For every man that is drunk as a lord. My stoup (of ale) is a holy pool, That heals the wounds of care and sorrow, And Pleasure is a wanton trout: If you drink it all, you will find him out!

• Любимая музыка: She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win. the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!
• Любимые книги: Little girl, little girl, Where have you been? I've been to see grandmother Over the green. What did she give you? Milk in a can. What did you say for it? Thank you, Grandam..
• Главное в людях: ум и креативность
• Любимые цитаты: Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, Where have you been? I've been to London To look at the Queen. Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, What did you there? I frightened a little mouse Under her chair.
• Отношение к алкоголю: резко негативное
• Отношение к курению: резко негативное

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