I thought I should update this. It's been a while. If you've been waiting for an update on one of my three incomplete stories (Roses in the Dark, The Statue's Sister, Frozen), faithful reader that you are, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. That's not the say I won't finish any of them at all, but, well, I won't be updating faithfully. I'm so, so sorry. I feel incredibly guilty leaving things unfinished - there's nothing I despise more - and I do wish I could somehow whip up an ending to all three fanfics! The inspiration has simply rushed off into the blue, and I don't know how to return. I will, however, begin a new fanfic. And this time, I mean to see things through.

Hi. I won't tell you my name, because you don't need it, but I will tell you my story. It's complicated. I've lived a very complicated life. It's the kind of life traveling from one country to the other and not knowing which language is yours; the kind of life where you don't know whether you should call yourself a Canadian-Filipino or a Filipino-Canadian or just say you've got a dual citizenship. I have two sets of friends, two sets of clothes, two homes, and two climates. When I'm in the snow, I miss the sun, and when I'm sick of mangoes, strawberries are like a dream. I think you understand.

But there are some very stable things in my life. God has never and will never abandon me, and I could end perfectly with that. My beautiful, bumbling family has always been with me (I spend 24 hours every day of my life with them, so things can get a little crazy!). And I'm a home-schooler. Always have been; always will be. Till graduation, of course. And when that happens, I'm going to lose another familiar reality of my life.

I think you'd agree, though, that change is good. Sometimes change means progress; and sometimes it just means a new chapter of your life has started. I've got quite a few changes that spice up my life. A few years ago, my dream was to finish college, marry a farmer, and spend the rest of my days writing novels in a barn. I still cling to that dream, but having realized its unrealistic nature, I tweaked it a bit. Now I'll finish college, teach English for some time, and then marry that farmer. So you see, I change things quite a bit.

I used to have an obsession with all things musical, particularly with a certain Les Misérables. (Hold up! Don't go on a rant here. I still love musicals, and I still love Hadley Fraser and Alfie Boe and Norm Lewis and whatnot; but the unhealthy obsession has died down considerably. And good thing too. I might have murdered Sierra had I met her in real life; now I can shake hands with her as calmly as I might have with my own grandfather.) My new obsession has something to do with BBC Period Dramas . . .

I used to play tennis. Now I swim.

I used to listen to Charles Trénet. Now I listen to Birdy.

I used to write fan fiction . . . Well, some things can't change. I used to like Nutella. I still like Nutella. Same goes for this.