About Me

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Aeviex. It's an exotic and weird way to spell something, indeed. If you were pronouncing it in a strange way, then your saying it wrong. How do you pronounce it? Well, it's simple, really. It's just a different way of spelling 'Ivy'. My name is neither Aeviex, or Ivy. It's something completely different, but I'll stay behind that name for the time being.

Hello there. I'm Aeviex as you probably know by now and I'm still very, very young. I started writing for as long as I can remember. It's always been something I enjoy doing, and I assume that it will stay that way for as long as I continue breathing. But of course, I still have so many flaws and issues with my writing. Grammar and creative use of words have always been problems to me. Though, I do still try at my very best.

.:More Information About Me:.
(WARNING: My life isn't all too interesting AT ALL)

Growing up, I've always had a passion for trying different things, and being the best I could possibly be at the things I enjoy doing. I was titled as 'Talented' quite a lot because of my experience with variety of things. I always loved art ever since I could hold onto a drawing utensil, music was always something that inspired me, writing allowed me escape reality, dancing was something that never failed to bring a smile to my face, running was always somehow something that made me feel free, and there were other minor things that I held very dear to me. People often grew jealous of me, but I honestly think that I have nothing that anyone should really be envious of. After all, I'm just another girl out there that has no idea what path she'll end up taking in life. I'm not perfect, and I will certainly never be, but that fact will not stop me from trying again and again to grow close to what may be perfect. I'll keep attempting to draw closer to this 'perfection' that I seek.

I live in a family of 8 that consists of both my parents, my three older brothers, my younger brother, and my older and only sister. I am the second youngest of the family, and honestly, the most forgetful and clumsiest one. Since my parents know only little to no English, I often have to be the interpreter for them. I get scolded for sometimes failing to translate accurately, but I really don't mind. You may be wondering why I have to translate, and why my older siblings don't? Well, they've begun to finally drift away from home and start to build their own coming lives. That leaves me for my parents to rely on. Since I also have a younger brother that is currently in first grade, I always end up being the one that has to help him with his paperwork and homework. My parents just naturally tossed that burden onto me and expected me to just go along with it. I  honestly can't complain, though it does grow rather annoying at times.

I'm probably the most 'different' from my brothers and sister. There are many reasons why, but I should probably stop babbling here.

Thanks for reading all the way through that blob of boring stuff if you actually made it down to this sentence. I hope I didn't bore you too much.