Oh, hello there.
It seems you have stumbled upon this page.

I always fear giving an overview of myself.

I'm a real closed person, you know?

It's hard to give the outside a window into your world.

Hard, but not impossible.

Let me give you an overview of yours truly - it's not going to be the orthodox basics, though:
Gender: Female.
Ethnicity: Asian roots of some sort.
Favorite Color: Purple and orange are a good mix. Grey and black.
Eye Color: This one's always a toughie. A mocha shade, perhaps?
Glasses: Yes. I don't understand contacts. Why would you want to intentionally stick things in your eye?
Lover of Life: Always. Just -- always.

Things I Like:
-"Beg" by Evans Blue
-Grey or orange cats
-People watching on a crowded subway
-The lull of rain when drifting to sleep
-Diction.
-Cliche but not cloyingly cliche endings
-Trading Yesterday
-Colorful scarves
-The sound of laughter (unless it's like, you know, creepy laughter...)
-((Using double parentheses to enhance my extra secrecy point))
-Speaking Chinese
-The way Nobodyknows+ says "Are you ready?" in Hero's Come Back.

Things I Dislike:
-Conceited people (except for my C-Dragon, I'll make an exception)
-Insults
-Screamo music. It's scary.
-Cloyingly cliche junk
-Cosmetics
-Fashion
-Divorce, abortion, and other saddening topics
-Darkness
-A world without love

I want to believe it began in third grade.

My teacher took one of my original pieces to a teacher's meeting.

It was a simple piece, telling of a flat tire and the process that followed.

My teacher came back to me with ecstatic news, telling me and my parents that the teachers at the meeting were beyond impressed.

I was utterly appalled.

I hadn't even tried my very hardest on that paper.

It took a while for the news to sink in.

But when it did, I took off and never stopped.

So here I am today.

Hello.

I think a bit of sadness if required to experience the happy times in life.

I am a bit awkward. Or a lot awkward. But I love it. And so do the people who love me.

I love the month of June. It's raining sunshine. Saying final goodbyes.

I fell in love with Sharon Creech's Walk Two Moons.

I don't do well with movies. I don't have much of a favorite.

When I think of an inspiration, my mind conjures a story on the spot.