I had a story about a ship, it was on the 11th floor, on New Year's Eve. Everyone was in a good mood, everyone went to watch the fireworks and listen to the president's speech. For some reason I was not in a mood at all. After the fireworks were over, as the president had already wished everyone a Happy New Year, I just went out alone and lit up a cigarette. I was wearing a dark hooded hoodie and dark jeans. I like dark colours.

It was my first month on the ship and I didn't know anyone at all. Later I found friends on the ship and we started hanging out together. We hung out everywhere, doing pranks, making fun of others. Of course, people made fun of us too!

While living on the ship, I had thoughts on how to make money, what to do next! I am still studying in Ukraine, but just for the sake of a diploma, because I think if your head works, you don't need a diploma. I want to open a business, my own carwash, buy myself a BMW and get a driving licence!