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Hello! :) The main purpose of a profile is to reveal information about oneself and that is what I shall do. Beware: I tend to ramble when I talk about myself.
Name- My name is not really Reya but it's basically two letters short of my real name, so you can just me by Reya. The letter P is the first initial of my last name. 30 is not just a random number. And yes, I'm a girl.
I write. A lot. I'm on Fanfiction with the same Penname. I do get busy so my updating schedule is very irregular. I will update when I have time to.
Since I write and enjoy doing it, I work on some original stories too! My friend GoldenMorning told me that Fanfiction had a sister site for original stuff. I jumped up and down when I heard the news. Yes, I'm that much of a dork.
I find that my life has been an endless list of contradictions and petty dreams. So I write and I read because it's the only thing that makes me happy. The way I see it, nothing matters more than my happiness to me.
A lot of my poetry has the central theme of death. Not all of it, just most of it. I will try to refrain from being dark and depressing. My poems usually show death in a positive light. I don't know, death and afterlife has always fascinated me. Sometimes I pretend I'm back in Ancient Greece, and Rhadamanthys, Minos, and Aeacus are deciding my fate. Yes, I'm that obsessed with Greek mythology. If it were a religion today, I would be a devout worshiper. (And I'm Hindu so my parents wouldn't be too happy about that.)
My hobbies include writing obviously, but also reading and blogging. I run a book reviewing blog with GoldenMorning. She is on Fanfiction as well. I like listening to music and I actually like sports. I play tennis a lot even though I didn't have time to stay on my school's team.
I love color red. When you're young, everyone always asks you what color is your favorite. Mine would change everyday because I loved every single color. The bright hues of yellow, orange and red mesmerized me. The coolness of dark blues, greens, and purples found their place into my heart. My father would become really annoyed that I just loved all of them. He told me to just pick one and stick with it. After taking time to think about each color, I determined it would be red. Red, in my culture, is the color of celebration and happiness. I'm the kind of person that likes being happy. I'm the type of person that'll fake being happy because I would be ashamed if anybody saw that I was sad or angry. I'm the kind of person that goes out of their way to make people happy, even if it means looking stupid in front of a large crowd. That is why I love red. It inspires me to spread my joy.
Tennis is a huge part of my life. When I was about 12 years old, I was going through this tomboy phase, as most girls do. I had been playing basketball for five years prior to this but it really wasn't my sport. Also, I'm fairly short for my age and we all know that is horrible when you're better playing defense than offense in basketball. So, I picked up a racket. Tennis to me, was probably the only other sport I managed to get interested in. I don't even remember how it happened or when. All I knew was that I enjoyed playing it. I love watching it on TV and following my favorite professional players (Rafael Nadal, Andy Murray, Roger Federer) too. I joined my high school team during freshman year, and I can honestly say that it was one of the best decisions in my life. You know how all the adults tell you to join a club or sport because you'll make friends with similar interests? They are wrong. You're not going to make friends; you're going to find a family. My tennis team and I have been through it all together. When I made the decision to not continue tennis this year, I felt like my heart was being ripped from my body. I'll admit I shed a lot of tears.
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