Who is Abagail Liu?

(A cookie monster?)

Well, gee, thats a real easy question. I could tell you the lazy answer and say, "I am me", be that doesnt make for a very interesting story. Well divide this story up into section, i.e., Religion and Beliefs, Friends, Family, Milestones and such. Now wont this be fun?

Well, for a long time I thought I was Buddhist, Wiccan, and Christian all in one package. Then I realized I know absolute ZIP about Buddha and the Goddess. I was listening to my Religion teacher rant about that kind of stuff, and I realized, Christians are, well, PUPPETS.

So, I became an Atheist. Yes, I admit it openly and honestly, I am Atheist. I believe that there is no higher power. I don't believe that this is all there is, however. I believe that there are more lives to live. I do believe however that whatever is wrong or right in our lives is self-brought. That is why I blame myself for everything wrong in my life. I could have prevented it. But I didn't. That is why I do everything for myself.

My buddy Alina thinks that once "you lose sight of God, your life turns to turmoil". I tend to disagree. I think that blindly following anyone or anything without watching after your own life and how it turns out makes you trip over yourself. Its like youre taking a walk; your life is the longest walk ever. Your religion is the sky. If youre looking up at it too much, eventually, youre going to run into something or someone and get hurt.

I like how Jennifer Sheehan takes her beliefs, rather lightly. She goes to church every Sunday like a good, devoted Catholic girl, but when you ask her about it, shell just shrug it off. Im sure that she practices and believes and such, but she knows better than to talk religion with me, smart girl, that one.

So, my religion is taken to the minimum, not that there is one. But tis taken rather lightly.

Ah, my friends, the ones that help me through everything, breakups, deaths, and such. The ones that are there for me throughout everything. I have an assortment of buds, some of which are absolutely INSANE, others of that are mellow, and the ones that are special. Im not going to bore you with my huge or tiny list of friends (you can go to my friends page for that), but Ill tell you what theyve done for me. One has stopped me from committing suicide (3M!). Another has made me realize my beauty and grace; another made me realize what was wrong in my life and gave me something to do about it.

My friends are my family. Theyre my brothers and sisters that I never had; though I have a surplus of sisters, but thats another section. If anyone hurts my friends, that persons going to be hearing about it. Im like the Mafia. (You dirty rat, you killed my brother!)

Family is a big issue in my life. I have 3 older sisters, Jessica, Elizabeth, and Valerie. Im the baby. Im the Mei-Mei. Theyve protected me from everything. Valerie and her big badass self would fight off big old bad guys for me. Jessi did the same, and Libby kept me home.

My parents are Alice and Valentine. Mommys the disciplinarian. Shes the one that hands out restrictions and stuff. Shes tough, but fair. I love her very, very much. Daddys the funny money guy. You hit him up for money.

Im trying my best to keep this family together, and its far from easy. Theres a lot of fights lately, because of stress and stuff like taxes or a person falling off of a ladder and DYING on us. Too much tension is going on.

I do not know anymore. It is just too hard to keep this family together nowadays. I have tried my best. I really have. It is too much pressure on a young one like me. I just cannot take it anymore. It is impossible. I give up.

I am not quite sure you want to hear about the first time I tinkled in the potty all by myself, so I will tell you about other things. How would ya like to hear about my kindergarten graduation and me in a frilly pink polka-dotted dress? Now that I look back on it, that was SUCH an ugly dress. Ugh, how on EARTH did I get to wear that yucky thing? Sadly enough, I picked it out. Yuck.

So, anyway, I moved to Rockville from Liberty, New York in the third grade. I was eight, then, I think. Yes, eight years old. That was a heart-shattering experience. PARENTS: Never ever move your children away from everything they know and love! Thats the biggest mistake you could ever make! If you do, shame on you! Bad parents! Baaad parents! No treat for you! Oh, sorry, got a bit carried away there. Okay, Im better now. I still get my NY accent now and again. Like around now when I am tired.

I must say that the thing I am most proud of is overcoming a two-year depression. I could not have done it without my friends and family (and future hubby, too). I was just depressed for no reason. I do not know why anymore. Silly me.

Well, I guess that is me. Kinda boring, aint it? Well, tough. Live with it. I do. So, I guess this is