Hikar

Above all Agnieszka is outstanding individuality. Outstandigly lasy, outstandigly disorganized and outstandigly reckless.
Since more then six years she’s been fifteen and not a minute more. She likes: being fed, Coke (light), movies which contain more than five corpses and the number is bound to increase, books which contain light-minded essences. She also likes her bicycle which she calls Malcolm, Terry Pratchett’s books, kebab form the cabin next to the Fabric Lodz Railway Station, and absurd, pure-nonsens, cynicsm, irony and extreme sarcasm. And since she passed her driving licence test she love drive car through her fatherland wilderness with vertiginous speed of 40th k/h.

In her spare time she’s yelling at pigeons and chasing trains. She’s also concidering very ponderable subjects with her friends which stay in common with stuff like faith, religion, politics and moulding of the universe, which deliberations are catalyzing by the bottle of vodka.

In private life Agnieszka studies Polish philology but her relation to it is quite to piss on.

In 2012 due to quite inexplicable chain of events she will fly with the group of pensioners for the trip to the CERN. She’ll get lost during looking for the coffe machine. And after then she’ll bring about to explosion of the Great Hadrons’ Collider by putting the cup of vanilla fat free latte on the huge red button labelled ‘DO NOT TOUCH’ in five languages.

In brief: perfectly unstable.