I'm a simple girl living in a messed up world with insane people doing out-of-this world stunts and miracles. An aspiring writer and a young poet, who believes bliss is just around the corner. I have a knack for imaging things, mostly about a lot of people dying. I always wonder why I don't write adventure stories during my free time. I go to school, live my life, and make sure every moment is worth it. Life's short but it's the longest thing you have. Keep it.

Physically I’m a girl, mentally I’m somewhat boyish. I was born on the 18th of September on the year 1999 a year after my parents got married. I’m still 5’7 in height which I still count as small. I was born with the natural raven black hair, almost black, chocolate brown eyes, brownish skin tone, and a mouth that itches when closed. In others words, I am no different from other teenagers roaming around the city in a uniform- or not- in either a way of entertainment of being forced to a boring school activity. In short, I’m human. We eat, we drink, we breath, we move. What’s the difference is it going to make if I had butterfly wings with light evergreen skin and snake eyes? None I know.

Anyways, I’m a proud sophomore student at the moment in Regional Science High School III, a school where only a limited number of students could pass every year with a standard slightly above the rest of the other schools all over the city. I’m one of the students coping in the latest program by the government which is the K+12 curriculum that makes high school a 6 grade course rather than our normal 4 years. So basically we don’t have any idea what to do, we barely have materials, we still have problems with the classrooms, and to top it all off, the curriculum is very confusing. In short, we’re clueless.

There aren’t a lot of memorable things that happened to me I school. Other than graduating the first eight years as a student, breaking a lot of stuffs during 4th grade to 6th grade, winning cheer-dancing competitions, and causing a commotion far back, I can’t actually recall having anything memorable. Except for the fact that I’ve met my friends there AND I’ve learned to take courage in writing what’s on my mind, school was just simply school with the ups and downs of life.

When I started school, I would admit that I loved to play the piano. But I never really reached anything with it so I gave up and went back to my dear love for books which made m