About

Hi there. My name is Rainie, a nickname in real life, slash alias on the internet. I’m currently 14 years old and aging. I reside in a tiny place at the edge of the continent called Hong Kong. Often portrayed by the media as the home of triads, although I haven’t met any yet. I’m Cantonese. I have black hair, which is all wavy and never goes straight despite failed attempts with ion hair straighteners. My eyes are black on most parts, but they turn brown when you stare at them for a long time, or when I go out into the sun. I dazzle. The real kind, not that Edward sweat that resembles glitter. I am a disgrace to this society due to my abysmal writing and reading of the Chinese language. I speak 2 languages fluently, English and Cantonese. I’ve learn French, but I believe the only useful phrase you need to know is ‘Je ne parle pas français’ (I do not speak French).

I’ve lived in Hong Kong all my life. Moved a couple of times, like switching between the New Territories and Hong Kong. Which is a mere 30 minutes away. I’m convinced that a road trip from one side of Hong Kong to another is just an hour. I’ve gone on road trips in Australia and it takes 4 hours sitting in a squashed up rent-car, feeling the loss of sensation from my butt. I can honestly say that it’s a small world, so if you want people not to recognize you on the streets because you stole their math calculator or something, then get one of those Paris Hilton sunglasses and dress like a nun.

I have a very mixed personality. I rarely speak at school, unless it’s towards people I feel comfortable with. I often show my nice side along my quiet self. But when I start speaking too much, you start to see the less courteous side of me arise. It’s hard to describe my personality really, because it feels like I’m split into different ’sides’, and it depends on which mirror you view me through. I try to phase into the background to seem less obvious, as with attention comes drama. Which is why people rarely see me as who I really am. I’m easily disconnected from reality, I have my own theories as to how this world and society runs. I believe that I’ve been given good qualities but am just too afraid to make use of them. I could do well at school, better than anyone else in fact, but I chose not to indulge in any of these useless frivolities, instead relishing in the fact that what I’m good at is what I enjoy and feel a connection to. I could talk to people more, but I hate the idea of making friends with people I can’t relate to.

When we are asked of our hobbies at school, I find that I only have few. People usually write down different series of sports. I have little interest in sports, apart from swimming. But asides from that, the five things that I truly enjoy are writing, reading, photography, watching TV and anything computer related. I have debated over whether watching television is a hobby, but why not? As long as it’s something you enjoy, it can be a hobby. I love that at the end of the day, when my brain cells have died off from school, I can just sit on the sofa and put myself into another world, where my problems are nonexistent. The same applies for reading. When an author manages to create another world through words, you find yourself entranced by the vividness of the characters and the realism of the plot.

My talents lie in English, History and ICT. I’m one of those people who are really good at certain things, but “suck real bad” at others. Despite excelling in writing and reading over others, I’m not exactly getting extraordinarily high marks in English at school, apart from writing tasks such as essays (a lot of people hate essays but I love them). I feel like the subject at school does not capture the essence of the English language but rather in making dramatic videos, doing presentations, watching movies and analyzing the deep meaning behind literature. Every book you read in English becomes corrupted, I tell you.

I first got a computer at the age of 8. Before that, I’ve always been an art-orientated person, constantly scribbling on the tables and misusing paper, tissues and PTA glue. What led me to web-design was Neopets. A friend introduced me to it. At first I just used it to play games, but then I realized that there were userlookups, guilds and all that. I found that a lot of people had amazing userlookups with colourful backgrounds, so I went forth to find the source of this eye candy. I discovered HTML, but didn’t know how to use it. I looked for some pre-made layouts and started absorbing the code like you’d do with Math. What input affects what output. All these sources were like worked examples for me. Eventually, I started up several guilds, modifying the layouts and creating guild websites using Freewebs. I used Microsoft Paint to create crappy graphics. Then I moved on to Photoshop and Paint Shop Pro, started more Freewebs sites, got hosted on a sub-domain and eventually got my own site in 2007.

To sum it all up, I’m a Bruce Wayne by day and Batman by night. I fight bad guys and have a cool PDA phone that connects to my electronics. My biggest fear is fear itself. I don’t drink water, I sip it to pretend I’m drinking it, because orange juice is my H2O. Black hawk down.