I'm a pathological liar. I'm lying now.

I'm learning how to play basketball. With some hard work and determination, I believe I can make it to the NBA. I can be the first Chinese American named Lin to play for the Knicks.

Spelling. Five letter words, six letter words. I still have all the certificates from my spelling bees. I didn't win any of them, but my teacher, Mrs. Cooper, said I made an excellent effort.

I'm a ninja, master of the art of stealth. They notice nothing. Then BAM!

What a coincidence! I'm currently writing a book entitled "Movies, shows, music and food". It's about a boy and his dog.

1) The smile of a new born baby
2) My DVD copy of Blade II, the second best movie about a vampire killer starring Wesley Snipes.
3) Palm Pilot. This thing is amazing. I carry an extra stylus, just in case.
4) House keys. I have one of those doors that lock when you close it. If I forget my house keys, I'll have to go over to my dad's to get the spare set.
5) Metrocard. If I forget #4, I might need a Metrocard.
6) Children's laughter. It's different than #1 because babies don't laugh.
7) 'Cause thats how I roll. You can't tell me that I can only have six. You're not the boss of me.

If I had one super power what would it be? It's a tough choice between super strength and the power to make the best sandwich in the world.
Having super strength is useful when I need to carry heavy stuff, but I really enjoy a good sandwich. I guess if I have to pick, I'll go with strength.

I would be partying with supermodels if I really wanted to. But I don't want to. But the choice is there had I wanted to, just not tonight. Tonight I wanted to stay home and work on my awesome biceps. Muscles aren't going to work themselves.

If I touched myself with my left hand, it feels like its someone else's hand. Don't lie, you tried it too.

You want a response. I will reply. I promise.