Ammietia

I'm a junior who hated English and never really realized how much I enjoyed writing until grade 8. I've finished a novel which is in the editing stage (well, I have to start the editing, I'm a procrastinator, okay?) and have more unfinished stories saved on my computer than I care to count.

I am prone to sadness, but my happiness shines bright when it appears. What I write is usually written with my tears mainly because whats happy does not call for me to let it out, since I can shout it from the rooftops, something I can't do with my sadness, anger, despair.

Talking to myself could be considered a hobby, the way I go at it. I am in love with chocolate and Yorkshire pudding (give me these and I will love you forever. Or at least, until they run out). I sing and dance in my bra and jeans when no one is around, or I dance in the rain when all are there to see. I can be brutally honest, but I know when to lie. I've never found true love that wasn't towards an animal (this is for you, Cinnamon and Skits), and I don't really know if I'll ever find such a thing in a human being.

Writing is my passion, not just a hobby. It is what saves my life every day of the week, though many would not see how.