Know me better...

So I was planning a long time to introduce myself properly to all of you there who visit me...and here I am:

My name is Cristina (without H), 23 years old, born and raised in Arad, Romania.
I finished my bachelor degree (Romanian Language and Literature-English Language and Literature) as a valedictorian and this is the most important thing that I have accomplished (until now- who knows how many things I will do and I will be proud of?). Now, I am writing my master thesis at the University of Copenhagen.
Yes, I live in Copenhagen, Denmark. In August 2011, when I first stepped out from the bus in Copenhagen, I felt so small in this big world but I knew I could make it somehow. And here I am, almost two years later, writing my master thesis and finishing my degree...It was a wonderful experience that changed me almost completely. And still does.
This is me from 2006-2013, just to have an idea of who I am:

 

a crazy teenager in search of its true self...

 ...still searching...

 ...and searching even though I finished high school...

 Enjoying life as a student...

 black...blond...red hair...RED forever :)

 Valedictorian. Student at University of Copenhagen.

 Life in Copenhagen

 and NOW :

  I found my true self, no worries...

So this is me...I have no photos from my early childhood since I am in Denmark and all my other stuff are still home. But you can live with that, I'm sure of it :)
Sometimes, I really miss being a stupid and crazy teenager and I am sure that I would change a lot of things if I would have the chance but I must admit that all those stupid things made me the woman that I am today. I learned a lot, cried a lot, laughed a lot and then cried even more, I gave everything and received nothing in return, I stole and I felt ashamed, I lied and I wanted to run away, I read, I danced, I had hope, I lost hope, I loved and still do, I was skinny and now I want to be skinny again, I was shy but now I am proud of myself, I fought my way to the top and I reached it, I listened, I walked away, I waited, I made love, I was hurt but I kept it to myself, I cried once again but I kept going on...And this, this is all me.

Fire and Ice

First day in Iceland...
I planned this trip in December 2012, when my brilliant friend - Armina Ilea (brilliantforbrunch.com) told me that I should visit her and so, visit Iceland...and the idea smiled to me and I started planning it. And at the end of February 2013, after surviving the end of the world, I landed on this wonderful island.
Of course, I asked Armina if Iceland is a windy country and her answer was... "No, it is a really nice weather, no wind and not very cold." Yeah, sure...
When I arrived in Reykjavik, it was sooo windy and raining...but we still went for a walk, just to see how I can get around the small city. And I was quite impressed from the first day... Here are some photos from my first day in Iceland/Reykjavik:

               The haunted house...its story in a future post!

                Yes, so you can see that it was raining and it was windy... :)

                A stylized viking ship...with a great sky of FIRE & ICE... I was amazed!!!

                                 Harpa - the concert hall

 The main street:

We came back when it was dark and I've waited for the Northern Lights to appear but there was nothing...
The South Shore Adventure was waiting for me the next day... :)

First Trip Alone...my first flight

And there I was...ready to have my first trip all alone...Scared but tremendously happy, I was heading to the airport, knowing nothing of what an airport looked or felt like. It was my first flight in my whole life and I was soooo scared. I even had a fight with my boyfriend because I just couldn't understand why he was telling me that it was nothing to be scared about when I just needed him to tell me that I will get safe to..ICELAND! Yes, I am paranoid. Yes, I watched too many movies with plane crashes :) and Yes, IT WAS MY FIRST FLIGHT!!!
I arrived at the airport 2 hours before, checked in (of course I had to ask 3 times where and what I have to do) and went to wait for another hour till my flight. And I boarded the plane, put my stuff away and...we took off...what an AMAZING feeling...Oh, my God...it was just incredible...and all 3 hours I was watching the skies and the see and I felt like I can conquer the world...yeah, just like a kid, I know.

And we landed...so I said: Hello, Iceland! and my adventure began...