This is how the story begins: I am enigmatic. Mysterious, shy, weird. And every day, when I get home, I'm another person. I'm not really that girl that I pretend to be at high school. This girl goes beyond that acting. This is the person I want to show you. I was born in a rainy night, on february twenty third. In some ways, I love almost every things. From the smallest till the weirdest; the less special things. That's what I would describe in me as something "different". That's the face this girl doesn't show at school: the things that she does, or the way she dresses. Everyone like different things. But I love too many things and that's what makes me see life in a different way. And special. I like the word: "Special". I'm learning things. I have a piano, and I play it almost every days. I also have seven fish. They swim in circles, not in different ways, always in circles. That's not very special. All the fish swim very alike. Most of the people I see daily seem to be the same. Well, I'm wandering, what really matters here is that everything is not what it seems. It's wrong to judge a book by its cover. Not all the fish swim alike, but all of them surely swim...

YEAH, i'm not crazy, but... oh, wow, Yes, I'm crazy.

I really love the black & white

I love pale girls

I love the rain in my window

I love my hair

I love write in my diary

I love sing in my room

I love play on the piano

I hate.

I hate the people sad

I hate the people very happy

I hate the people ...

I love my name, and i love the world.

I'm not crazy.