Who am I? Good question! I guess by the time I come up with the answer I'll probably be dead by then. I'm not defined by my sex gender, culture, religion...what defines me then? People around me might have a clue, a faint one, regarding who I am...depending what I chose to reveal to them...which can be truth or a perfect lie.

What do I love the most? Whatever that helps me keep alive my brain fuctions.

What do I hate the most? When I think I've accomplish something and realized that's just the starting point.

UPDATE (December 26th 2011)

A WHILE AGO SOME LOSERS MISUNDERSTOOD THE MEANING OF

"FREE TO READ" AND TRANSLATED INTO "STEAL"

THE REASON WHY I HAVEN'T POSTED THE LAST CHAPTER OF MY STORY

IS DUE TO A BUNCH OF FUCKERS WHO STOLE MY WORK AND POSTED

IT IN THEIR BLOGS & WEBSITES NOT ONLY CREDITING THEMSELVES

FOR MY WORK BUT ALSO PROFITING FROM IT...

IT'S BEEN ABOUT A YEAR SINCE THAT HAPPENED AND THOSE FUCKERS

GOT FINALLY EXPOSED FOR WHAT THEY ARE...

BE WARNED..

NEXT TIME YOU DARE STEAL SOMETHING FROM ME

YOU'LL BURN IN HELL BEFORE I DO...

(SO) DIVINNE