Curly Girly In A Whirly in this Twirly World
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Before we get into the stories and things about my life, let’s know why and where my parents got my name “Loveinne”. When my mom was pregnant, my father went to Taiwan so he could provide for our family. While my father was in Taiwan, he discovered a church. He was so fascinated by the name, so he decided to name me after the name of the church; that's when my name was finally made “Loveinne.” I love how it’s very unique and how it actually suits me. Though I often get called love, loveyn, beyn, elle, and lobeyn to my close friends and classmates, angel and angela to my family.This photo was recently taken this August. I started to like the color purple on me, though nothing can outshine my actual favorite, which is navy blue. We can start with the basics of knowing me personally. My favorite color is blue, any shade of blue. My favorite music artists are Rihanna, Tyler, the Creator, Drake, A$AP Rocky, Joji, Sombr, Bad Bunny, PND, Lana Del Ray, and last but not least, The Weeknd. The subjects that I'm most interested in are Science, English, ICT, and AP.
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This photo was taken back in January 2011, and I was still 8 months old at that time. My mom made me nap as she doesn't want me to be all cranky when we go to the carnival that day. My Aunt took this pic of me when I was sleeping soundly. As you can see, my hair is starting to curl a lot, which I inherited from these genes from both sides of the family.
Now going back to things and stories about my life, I’m the type of person to be joyful to my friends, be shy to strangers, be my weird self to my family, and be my true self to my true friends. As a teenager, life is tough for me and for all of us. We have to deal with the mood swings, social media, hormones, menstruation, my appearance, my academics, my future, and most importantly, my health. Growing up, I never thought I would come this far. I actually can’t believe that next year, I’m graduating. Goodbye junior high school, hello senior year, which means new year, new friends, new classmates, and a new room. I love discovering new things and learn more about them, yet it can be triggering for me sometimes since I’ll have to adjust to a new environment. The only problem is that I have attachment issues, which means it will be hard for me to get used to my new surroundings, as I miss the old ones that I’m very much used to. Though I'm trying to distance myself from others as I don't want to repeat the same situation that I faced in my grade 8 and grade 9 years. As for my interests, I love reading, writing poems, listening to music, cooking, and cleaning. But mostly, what I really love is writing. I can actually get to write to my heart's content. My whole life is like my curly hair, curly because curly hair can be chaotic yet fun; it’s really a hassle for me to maintain and make it look neat. My curly hair is like a tornado; sometimes it looks neat, sometimes it looks chaotic, or should I say puffy/messy, which is actually based on my whole life right now.

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This photo was taken back when I was in Grade 9. I was still unsure about my decisions in life, on what course I should take, and what I wanted to do. I'm sure all of us have that phase, when things are still undecided. It can be hard to find the right one that truly fits your interests and the things that you're good at. Follow the goal that you're truly sure of, not the goal that you are still unsure of; in the end, you'll end up regretting it.
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Wish I could go back to this time, where everything was stress-free, where I could just take a breather. This picture was taken back in July 2012, my lola and I went out to buy me a new toy, that toy was a doll house. I cherished it so much that I still have it to this day. Though I'm not the one playing it anymore, my little cousins are. It's a shame that I couldn't go back to the time when I could still enjoy my childhood.______________________________________________________________________________________________________
My goal in life? Now that’s a tough but also an easy question. Traveling the world is one of them. I want to learn each country's history and culture. Experience the beauty in every country. Like seeing every beautiful curl in your hair. Becoming an accountant is also one. I want to take my mother’s footsteps since she wanted to pursue being an accountant, but never had the chance to, since my lola wanted her to be a nurse. So now, I’m taking the path that my mom wanted me to be and continuing the course that she wanted for me. I love my mother; she’s like curly hair, actually. Messy yet beautiful, everyone is born to be imperfect, not perfect. I would also like to build and design my dream house someday, and I want it to be somewhere in Europe. This might sound so cliché, but I want to be successful in life. Not just in money, but also in health, love, and status.

________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________This was in June 2025, when I celebrated my 15th Birthday, where everything changed for me. It made me realize that the older I get, the closer I get to my dreams, yet still so far away. As I blew out the candles on my cake, I was filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty. I started to understand that dreams are journeys, not just destinations. With passions for music, art, and science pulling me in different directions, I reflected on the steps I needed to take to pursue them. I promised myself to embrace every experience, knowing that each choice could lead me closer to who I wanted to become. As summer began, I felt a renewed determination to face the future with an open heart.
You’ve probably noticed by now that I’m basing my whole life on my curly hair. Life can be messy, tough, ugly, unpleasant, like a curly hair. But life can also be challenging, pretty, have bigger opportunities, like a curly hair. So life is like a curly hair, who knew that life and curly hair has so much in common?
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