currently re-writing Dark Past, I'm at chapter 6, on hiatus until then.

Hey! Welcome to my bio. So... I checked this out a while back and found myself thinking about how childish it was, so I decided to start over from scratch. Okay, so what do people say here...

You can call me Skye, since that's my internet name. It's not a tad bit close to my real name, though, hell knows why I chose that. Also, my penname - Chocolatesaregood. I started around 3 years ago, and I have no idea why I chose that either. I do love chocolates, I plan on buying a giant Silverqueen for myself on Valentine's. I'd buy one for my significant other, too bad he doesn't exist. Oh, but I don't really love chocolates that much, y'know? I prefer ice cream and takoyakis and chicken katsu and nachos (I'd say pizza, but everyone says that, so nah) because they're more of my taste. Speaking of ice cream, am I the only one who ALWAYS have room for it? I mean, I could eat a whole goddamn pizza pan, pass by an ice cream store, and still order a cookies-and-cream one. Despite liking ice cream, I'm not too fond of whipped cream. I order Starbucks without 'em and remove them from my cupcakes. I mean, they're just so... bland! Wait, shit, how did I end up talking about cream? Didn't I just say I found my last bio childish? Eh. My point is, my penname is Chocolatesaregood, and I don't know why, but I've somehow grown attached to it. If you check out other sites and find another "Chocolatesaregood", it's probably me. I mean, it could be anyone else, but why would anyone choose a name like that?

I have boobs, so according to Earth's logic, I'm a female. Boobs aren't the only reason I'm a female, but you don't want to know why, do you? Then again, most of the stuff you'll find here are probably things you don't want to know. 'Cause they're weird and... stupid. Uh, I live somewhere in Asia. Southeast Asia, to be more exact, so stop imagining me with small eyes. I'd like to say I'm about average height for my age, maybe a bit short, but not really. I don't do sports, I sometimes just run around my neighborhood on non-lazy mornings. My ideal day is a rainy day when I'm on my room with AC and internet, with school-matters completely gone from my head. Ah, that day does not seem to exist, though.

I have two older brothers, one with a seven-year difference, and the other, two-year. You can find one of them on FFN, his name penname was... Feelslikeit, I think. His tastes differ quite a bit from mine, but do check him out. I also have cousin who writes fanfictions, too, but not on this site. Asianfanfiction, I think. Despite knowing she writes and exchanging ideas and advice from time to time, I have no idea what she's called. I do know she writes KPOP fanfictions, so that counts as something, right?

My favorite anime is currently (and it's been for awhile now, in fact, when I first watched it when it first came out in kissanime, it's immediately my first) NGNL, you know, No Game No Life. The one with the super cute cat-eared loli. Ahah, I'm sure you know it. NGNL is so overrated and mainstream to the point that people hate it just by looking at the fanbase. The thing is, Sora and Shiro don't really exist, the fandom does. So I know where you're coming from if you say you don't want to try it, but if you have the chance to, you should. The anime is really colorful and bright, so colorful that it hurts quite a bit when you're watching it in a dark space. It has likable characters and an interesting enough plot, so it's a decent anime - if you overlook the kinda weird, overly-attached relationship between Sora and Shiro (unless you're an incest, brocom, or siscom fan). But, well, the reason why I love it so much is that, it was the first anime that made me really think about stuff, and also what started my addiction to, well, Shiro-like characters, I suppose. Do try it, if you will, or don't - I can't promise you'll regret it.

Okay, on to fav manga... Deadman Wonderland, no doubt. So I saw the anime, finished it, didn't really think much of it but it lingered somewhere in the corner of my mind, and then I saw the comic version in a local bookstore, and thought, oh, why the fuck not? Well, finished the copy of the comic, actually got interested, continued reading online, fell in love. It's so gripping in a twisted kind of way, and some moments makes you want to flinch, cringe, or both. But, the story is so good and the author did a really great job in approaching and explaining each arc. If you like gore, you'll like it, I can say that much. But if you can't even stand the sight of blood, well... Don't. I might sound a bit critical, but I really love it, trust me, my number one.

So about people in general.

[long, emotional, cheesy rant. you have been warned.]

They're pretty messed up, aren't they?

I went to a certain gathering the other day, and it just blew me dumbfounded how ignorant and vain people are. Why do we look up to successful people? Do we strive to become like them? Appreciate the good they've done for the world? Why do we look down on people who aren't as fortunate as us? Do we pity them for not having what we apparently have? Mark them as slackers, and haven't worked hard enough to earn whatever it is they're supposed to?

If we had the chance to change any of these things, would we?

I wanted to talk about this so much, but it's impossible to do so without mentioning names, and if I do that, I'm not so much better than them (if I even am, that is) so I've decided to just put this here. (You guys don't know me, I don't know you, I could very well be talking about anyone. Haha, maybe I'm even talking about you.) Because this is just wrong and corrupted and… Well, it needs to change. Before it's too late. You can't just sit and expect things to suddenly go your way, you have to make the change. Which is why I'm putting this here.

I…hate how disrespectful and judgmental people are towards strangers. Hell, maybe acquaintances they don't know all that well. When you spend too much time staring down from the throne, you'll forget the taste of soil and the feeling of staring longingly at the vast blue sky, you might as well have never experienced them. Maybe you really haven't. That'll explain why you say the soil is dirty and uncomfortable and people on it aren't nowhere near as good as you are - that's the reason they can't afford the damn throne.

They think people's worth are counted from percentages on tests, number of zeros on bank accounts, food served on plates, likes on photos. But that's wrong. It's nowhere near the truth. We are so much more than that. We are made out of feelings, memories, organs, inconsistent substance that is impossible to see with the naked eye. And yet, we are incomplete, which is why we need other people to share parts of them with us. Their feelings, and memories, and experiences. Otherwise we die slowly inside, bit by bit, every day.

And I feel like that is what has happened to most people.

Let's be honest, the world isn't such a nice place. People are corrupted. They're selfish and mean, only doing things that benefits them. They do share bits of themselves with us, but we have no way of knowing if any of them are true. I don't think I'll ever understand why people lie, cheat, or steal. Why this world isn't even based on truths anymore; why it is based on lies, and why no one bats an eye at this fact, treating it as if it's a natural thing. Maybe deception is human nature.

Maybe that's just how it is.

Even so, I don't want to know. I don't want to understand. And I won't make any effort to. I feel the more I try to understand this messed up place of a world, the more I try to think about people and why they do what they do, the more I'll loathe them, and the more I'll lose myself, the more I'll become like them. So maybe turning a blind eye is the right way to go, but I don't want to do that either.

I want to believe that people, truthfully, have some good in their hearts. That the world is only so if you make it so. As a kid, I've always wanted to somehow change the world, but in the end, all you can really change is yourself. But, of all the things to change, I've never once considered myself to be the one of them. It's just, you can get so caught up in dreaming about the big things that you forget to acknowledge the little things. And sometimes, the little things are all that matters.

You see your little sister there? Little brother? Baby cousin? Nephew? Niece? Your own kid? You see how they stare up at you innocently, sincerely wondering why people have to go and why they didn't get to have that piece of candy earlier? They're precious, they haven't experienced too much bitterness. Hug them, and tell them you're there. That there are so many different kinds of people, but they have to remember that not everything everyone say matters. Remind them that it's always okay to cry, that they're beautiful, though not everyone might find them so. That it might be hard, but they have to raise their heads up proudly, because one day they'll be able to say that they made it. That it was pretty tough but they managed to pull trough.

They don't have to be younger. Your older sibling? Your friend? Your significant other? Your parents? Tell them tiny details about them that you've always noticed but never say because you thought for sure they knew. How they look when they get so caught up in their interests that their eyes light up, and you wonder if yours ever does. How you don't understand why they cover their mouth when they laugh because it looks so sincere and happy and it makes you wanna laugh alongside them. Tell them things you appreciate about them, and share your thoughts and emotions with them, because it will make you feel better and that's what it means to have a friend.

Dear God, this next part is even cheesier than the rest of this rant, but it's now or never.

No matter what anyone says, you're you. The amazing, gorgeous, imperfect you, and you can't change that. Please, no matter how tough it looks, don't give up. Wait until the day you can prove them wrong. Be kind to others, because you know how it's like to be treated otherwise. Become someone who is respected, and in return, respects others. You don't know what they've been trough.