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Updated: 28th Oct ‘07

Hello there.

 As of this moment, I’m 15 years old. I like sushi, adventures and shoes. I’m as average as they come, which is kind of depressing if you think about it. I mean, I spend all my time trying to convince people that I’m something, but in the end, I’m about as interesting as a bag of cheese (don’t ask). Chances are if you’ve happened to stumble upon my humble domain, you know me personally. But for the fortunate reader whose aquaintance I will not be able to make… Well, that is what this page is for.

 I live in Southeast-Asia, I don’t like J-pop and I piss people off really easily. I ride horses, speedskate, and I play rugby for my school. I can sail and I can ride a bike, so if I died tomorrow, I don’t think that I’d spend eternity regretting that I missed out on too much. I go to church (most of the time anyway) and I believe that there is a God somewhere out there, we just have to find him first. I wish I was born blonde so that I could dye my hair black and look exotic, and on bad days I wish I was beautiful just so I wouldn’t feel like such a failure at life. I’ve done a lot of shit in a very short amount of time and most of it is looked back on as a regret. Pity, really. I used to be an extremely carefree person, but I guess time changes things. I guess time changes people. I have three siblings and a family which is falling apart. I’ll be okay, in a car on a highway; never been there though. As Robbie in Innocence said, “Sometimes the water gets too high”, wouldn’t we all just know it? A good quote to remember. I once heard that you never forget anything, you just choose not to remember. If only it was that easy.

I don’t like change. Who does? It just complicates everything unnecessarily. I’ve learnt that all good things come to an end, and you always lose the things which mean the most to you, no matter what you do. I guess I’ll just breathe and live and wait for something amazing to happen. Sometimes I fall in love with people, but don’t we all? I would rather die by ice than by fire, and as for the debate between leaving or being left behind- Isn’t the answer kind of obvious?

A never-ending supply of happiness, sushi, and  fruit tea are the things I would bring with me onto a deserted island. A lover of old photographs, piercings, bright colours, markers, accidental walks in the rain, good times, friendship, laughter, pinstripes, shoes, colourful plasters, tattoos, sad stories, fire, feathery pens and love, I suppose I am not as different as I wish to be. What I don’t like, to name a few, are things like bad math teachers, perfect people, pain, chocolate cake, death, unoriginality, animal cruelty, books with questionable endings, failure, liars, shaky friendships, canteen food, poverty, skinny people and garden gnomes.

I want to be someone great. Don’t we all? I wish I could be a pilot and fly around the world someday; no strings to tie me down, freedom a glass globe in my palm. I want to become the prime minister- I promised my secondary one English teacher (Mr PJ Thum, the most amazing person in the world) I would, because he believed I could. Or maybe I’d just like to be content, something everybody strives for yet few achieve. And, before I die, I will finally punch love in the face and marry someone rich in some place beautiful where I will probabaly never ever go to again, like Brazil or Fiji. I will live life and have adventures; stories to tell the weary travellers who didn’t dare make it past the edge. I reckon I’ll commit suicide before I can screw my life up too badly. To end this all off nicely, I want to have a little boy and name him Alex, after the most wonderful best friend in the entire history of best friends- Alexandra.