I’m a girl who can’t stay still, even if that spot is a super comfy couch. My energy needs an outlet, so I decided to be best friends with sports, singing, dancing, and arts. Though sometimes I think there are five different personalities living inside me, and each one is pulling the blanket in their own direction.

I sing everywhere: in the shower, in the car, by the veggie aisle in the supermarket. My neighbours already know all the 2000s hits, even the ones they never wanted to know. The funniest part is that when I sing with headphones on, I’m convinced I sound like Ariana Grande, but in reality it’s more like a cat arguing with a tape recorder. But I enjoy it, and that’s what counts.

Creativity for me is throwing everything together: drawing, sculpting, writing, photographing. It often looks like “art mayhem,” but I love it. In short, I’m a human battery on legs singing, dancing, sweating in the gym, and always making something. And not a single boring minute unless I’m waiting for inspiration to load.

I love sports: running, yoga, fitness anything that makes my heart beat faster. But to be honest, I love sports after they’re over the most. My most advanced yoga pose is “lying on the mat, thinking I’ll start a new life tomorrow.” Still, I show up at the gym because there are mirrors, and in those mirrors I look like a superhero (until I start breathing).

When I dance, I feel the rhythm in every cell. The problem is, my cells sometimes mix up left and right. I can perform a fiery salsa that turns into a joyful robot twitch-fest. But I give it my all and the audience usually laughs not at me, but with me (I hope).