francis

I'm an idealist... I never get tired of dreaming or seeing through things, even if reality has already selfishly taken half of me... still, I want to believe... Because I can believe.I do stuffs other people do. I do things others don't and i'm never ashamed of that. I even take pride in it. Its just a matter of accepting things/people the way they are.Writing has always been my undying passion. Poetries, stories, reflections, compositions fuel my imagination and ignite my soul. Lines and words act as the medium, a vessel, for my core to resonate. Some may think I'm emotional, but I don't think so... I see it as a better/healthy alternative to the dark side of life.I have this interest in aesthetics. I want to see the beauty in things (even people), even those that are hardest to find. I love to see forms, shapes, colours, abstractions collectively, art. But i'm no professional painter or scrap artist, I just love to create.I'm open-minded and I have a very broad range of interests, some even contradicting. Perhaps that's one reason why I always have a hard time choosing what I really want. That's why I think. I love to think for it would be nice to stop and think than rush into things. Just one thing, I have no regrets.Though I may seem to be mature and serious, I still have my childish half.And of course, I enjoy foodtrips. I love to try different types of food, from appetizers to desserts to snacks. I crave for pizza and pasta. Also, I love chocolates and the glimpse of happiness it gives me.Favourite Essay: Memoirs of a Lunatic, by Leo Tolstoy I find black as fascinating as white. I am attracted to silver as well and I've always loved blue and yellow... but this time I'm starting to love green.These are just the tip of the iceberg (thanks to Freud for that line), the rest requires a dive to the deep and a little swimming.