no, i did not die. i just bought an iphone and i rarely use the computer anymore. i will update my stories whenever i get the chance. hang in there, i didn't forget you guys!!

something stupid i tend to do is freak out over nothing. case in point, i was in tears when i couldn't log into FP for a few days because my email wasn't working in the US. i even made another account.

aaand then i realized that i'd changed my email a few days earlier and wasn't typing in the correct one. someone tell me i'm not the only one who's done this. :(

so. hey.

i discontinued straw to gold. i'm bored to death with it and i know a lot of you are too. it's still up, and i might recontinue it if i feel the need to, but right now, school, piano, and life in general's got me bogged down and i'm finding it more difficult to update. i deleted "to be a citizen of two worlds" cos it's basically a recap of "eyelashes in december", which is my main focus right now. turns out, i can only focus on one full story at a time.

to tell you the blatant truth, eyelashes in december is a semi-true story. all the events up til this point in the story are totally true (like my cousin nailing jell-o to a tree, which, i might add, he actually tested) but don't happen in the order that you read them in. it's like taking all the events from me and my friends' lives and rearranging them. it's a lot of fun, really.

secondly, i've been updating my profile a bit more lately for no reason other than i feel like i've been too much of a mystery to even myself. it's like i'm some sort of illusion with hands. so here i am, and i might as well tell you about me.

i'm a classically trained pianist. i'm about ready to teach in a year or so, and i feel the need to do so because everyone i know is getting jobs, licenses, LIVES in general.

i'm also a trained author. i took writing classes when i was homeschooled for a year so i wouldn't kill myself in my boredom. and here i am, three years later, on a site for the general public. bonjour, mes amis.

and now, i'm also a trained artist. (yeah, i'm a hippie. tofu's my friend. deal with it.)

i'm in love with music. if you bought me an instrument, i'd flirt with it. any kind of instrument. go on, ship one off to me and see what happens.

i'm 15, a tenth grader, and i'm Christian. i don't have facebook, myspace, or formspring, and my tv hasn't worked for years, so i don't really care for it much.

despite what the previous sentence told you about me, i'm not amish. i'm actually a fairy princess race car driver, so ha.

i live in the land of free health care, and when i go abroad, i often get some strange questions regarding the weather. for the record, i've never even been in an igloo.

i know i'm asian by blood, though which exact race, i'd like to tell you if only i knew. i'm a part chinese, part spanish, part austrian, part malayan who speaks and understands french, english, and certain filipino dialects, and hangs out with caucasian people who have funny, loose-jawed accents . . . culturally confused would be the politically correct term, thankyouverymuch.

if i lived in the 1200s, i'd be marco polo. if i lived in the 1400s, i would've been christopher columbus. if i lived in the early 20th century, i would've been amelia earhart. i love adventure. walking alone in the forest, traveling to far off lands overseas, and trying out new stunts is just TOO MUCH FUN.

and one more thing. i have a crush on a continent. whoooooo doesn't return me any love. (sob australia sob)

i hate chemistry projects. :(((((

so. a few random things that don't really fit into the above paragraph.

my real life best friend is an author, and yes, she is on fictionpress. here's her linkety link:

http://www.fictionpress.com/u/740292/Kirbyqueen

follow me if you dare at:

http://twitter.com/#!/squirrelosity

"I'd rather be seen as a fool trying to change the world than not having done anything at all."

-Brooke Fraser.

"Did she regret anything? Did she know the worth of water before the well was dry?"

- Walk Two Moons

The Little Horse Is newlY, by e. e. cummings

the little horse is newlY

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everything;all around whom is

perfectly a strange
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this world lies:smoothbeautifuL
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Wing)silence,who;
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oNe.