5.12

I expect you all know I’m born on the 4th of December. But you all wouldn’t happen to know is that my birth is actually registered on the 5th of December. Some incompetent idiot tired public servant just put the date of the day on the document - 5.12.

I’ve lived like forever in my home in South of Bucharest. It was at the 2nd floor, apartment number 15. My parents live there and you don’t want to hear about the parties there – 2.15.

When I was young, I used to live at my grandma and grandpa, at number 25 in sector 1. I spent there many summers and winters, I had a lot of fun with my childhood friends -25.1.

When I was 12, I moved to school number 5 where you could study a lot of English. I didn’t want to go there, ’cause I’d miss my friends, but then I enjoyed it very much and I still have good friends from that time – 12.5.

Then I moved to The Netherlands in a little town next to The Hague at my uncle’s place. It was my first time to live in a different country, at number 251.

As I got a job in Amsterdam, it became more difficult to spend 3 or 4 hours back and forth from The Hague to Amsterdam, so I moved to Amsterdam in the old west. Very nice neighborhood, with a lot of foreigners, good food at resto’s and small pubs. Our sublet was at number 125.

I’m still wondering if there’s something with me and this number. But then I’ve seen this movie Jim Carrey when he gets paranoid about a number and sees it everywhere, it’s a built-up paranoia, so I’m going to give up tracking 5.12. before I really go mad!