Hi there, 

I'm Amaris Xi.

I have spent too much time on finding a way for my self-- what I really want to do for my whole life?

I thought I can be a writer when I was 15. At that time, I got prizes because of my beautiful writing composition. I still remember what I've write in that competition - "The wind that rolled up the leaves of my childhood memories, rolls up my pages at this moment." After that, I wrote a novel with more than 100,000 words. 

Is this what I want?

No - no. I shake my head.

I decided to go to an art school when I was 17. Is that too late? I don't think so. 

I never learn about how to draw before that. 

But never regret, and no fear. 

This is the best decision I've ever made. I can do art again and again, even though there is no audience.

It is not late, never.

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