I wish I could go on here more enough. It seems like I betrayed my promise. I haven't been writing nor drawing enough. Too much socializing. Too much giving time to other people. Don't get me wrong. I love them a lot. I love the way I can listen to their hearts because I'm a kind person like that and I feel so incredibly attached. I've always been good at avoiding my problems because they never really seemed obvious to me, but now as I'm growing I've discovered more mature feelings. Although, I do feel insecure, I've had time to grow with love. You know? IB never had time for that. In middle school and elementary school, I had more time to show my care as well as now. I wish I had done more of that in IB, but I think I gave the most I could.

Thanks for listening, my readers.

If you're ever up, xanga has some stories. I think I put some of them up on private. I think xanga's older blogs are a lot better though. I've been declining on the slope! (liangsuan)