WELCOME.

I hope you enjoy your stay on my profile. Though, I would like you to know - you are heading into slash shipper territory. Not only that, but you are entering into FAGHAG territory. And I think you all know what happes to a Faghag when you distrupt her natural habitat. So, if you are into anything from Nick/Greg to Angel/Collins to Danny/Flack, come in! I welcome you. But...I won't accept nonbelievers. Nonbelievers are real mood-killing party-poopers. And I don't like them. Now, if nothing in that little intro turned you away, please enter. You will be accepted and valued!

I made that icon myself. And I spent half an hour trying to remeber if Collins was on top or not. And another half an hour getting their skin tones right. Angel kept on being either too white or too brown, and Collins ended up being too yellow! Go figure. I like it though...even though I do think it's crap. And I forgot to give Collins a nose at first...I didn't realize that...FUZZ, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME MY COLLINS DIDN'T HAVE A NOSE?!

-Me in a nut shell-

Sex: No thank you
Eye color: Stormy/grey blue
Hair color: Redish Blondish and jaw-length
Orientation: I think you'll find me about a 2 on the Kinsey Scale. :D
Weight: Nup. Just call me feather girl.
Race: Albino. No, I'm serious.
Height: 5'7''...last I checked...
Age: Old enough to know that you only want to know because you're a pervert who wants to rape me! :Slaps you:
Relationship status: Taken, thank you very much.

Bio for you random people who care enough about me to read on:

I was born at 11:AM on Tuesday, August 17th. My mom was in labor for 14 hours before the idiot of a doctor (My mom still thinks he was high while delivering us.) finally figured out that there where two of us. That lead to an emergency C-Section. After that, we popped out pretty quick. My sister, Francesca, was born five minutes before me. The name on my birth certificate says Margaret Katelynn, but if you call me any thing other than Katelynn, Lynn, Katie or Katt you will find your self six feet under in a very short amount of time.

I have a moto: The voices in my head don't like you- wait, wrong moto, my moto is: don't change for any body, because you are just reducing yourself to a level taht is way lower than you should be. But, the voices thing does a apply for some things...

OMFG! GAY PENGUINS! (I'm really random.)

I am not religious. I don't go to church, and I'm not just another God-fearing indivual who lets "The Lord" influence her every move. And before you say anything, that's not to insult anyone. I would love to beleive in a God. But sadly some mean, hearless people have ruined him for me. Because my God loves everyone. NO MATTER who you are. Male, female, black, white, Asian, Latino, straight, gay, bisexual. My God loves everyone. Sadly, some people say my God doesn't exsist, and therefore I'm starting to believe he doesn't either. It's sad, but it's the truth.

I'm not alowed to watch "House", "ER", or most of the stuff on the Discovery Health channel, because I'm a chronic Hypocondriac. I also won't eat anything that's been sitting in the refrigerator for more than a week, nor will I share or accept food from anyone I haven't known since kindergarten. And I dread going to the doctor because I'm always afraid I will be diagnosed with cancer of some sort. Yes, very specifically, I am terrified of a diagnosis of cancer.

Acording to my mother, I'm slightly OCD...I dunno...do you think so? And yes, I am aware of the fact that my quotes section takes up a good one third of my profile, and do I care? Not at all.

I have the greatest friends evers. I know this because none of them would ever abandon me or leave me hanging. They'd never let me do anything completely stupid (Like smoke, drink, do drugs) unless it's something they'd do themselves (Like jump up on a table and start singing and dancing like idiots.) And they're the kinda people who will have a huge fight with you on Monday, grudgingly apologize on Tuesday, and who will be your shoulder to cry on when your boyfriend dumps you on Wednesday. Then will help you plot his death on Thursday and buy you lunch on Friday just to apologize for Monday. Yeah, they're crazy, but we compliment each other perfectly. So I'd like to say, to Josh (AKA Squirrel), Becca, Steve (AKA Drag Queen), Lieghanne (AKA Mimi), Joe, and Matt (AKA Madelyn) that I love you all so much and that I wouldn't be who I am right now if not for you! I was a really dark person when I met them and they just really turned my life around and I love them for it! KISSES AND FLYINGTACKLEHUGS! Oh, and Squirrel; to be honest with you, your hair lookes like something that crawled out of an interdimensional timetraveling wormhole to the fifties, but that's okay because I'm still in love with you. It's your own flaw, daaaaahling. haha.

Anyway, about my stories...All my RENT ones are okay, Wait from the Harry Potter fandom is fine, and the National Treasure one is alright too. But anything for CSI before He'll Make it All Better is crap, Caught in the Cross Fire is a lost cause, I'm telling you right now, I hate Toiletries, and if you're an easily-insulted Australian who can't take a little humor, Waltzing Matilda is not for you. Other than that, enjoy!

What's the last book you read/are reading? – Perfect Chemistry – Simone Elkeles
What's on your T.V right now? – Dirty Dancing
Who's the last person you talked to and what did you say? – My mother and she told me Dirty Dancing was on.
Where are you? – The living room.
Look up. Now look back. What do you see? – OMG A SPIDER! (Kills it)
What's the last thing you ate/drank? – Tuna and green tea. Yumyum.
What's your personality like? – Uh…strange…just strange.
Who do you have a crush on? – David from math class.
What was the last thing you thought/what are you feeling – OMG! THIS SONG WOULD BE PERFECT FOR ANGEL AND COLLINS! (Thought about a Fall Out Boy song called “Of All the Gin Joints in All the World”
You have a million dollars. What do you do? – Put it away for a college fund for first me, then my children. Maybe buy a computer and a bigger house.
Grab the closest thing to you. What is it? – My cell phone. Strange; thought it was on the charger.
What are you eating/drinking right now? – Green tea. Love that stuff.
Type your name with your elbow. – karloynhnh ydsnew
Have a conversation with the closest living thing other than yourself. – Me: “Hi.” My sister: “Hi.” (And after I stare at her for a while) “ …What do you want?” Me: “Nothing.”
Anything else? – VIVA LA VIE BOHEME LIVE LONG IN PROSPER MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU CANGEL 4 EVER!

My favorite musicians are as follows:

Avril Lavigne, Carrie Underwood, FALL OUT BOY, Fergie, Beyonce, Shakira, Boys Like Girls, Green Day, Maroon 5, Evenescence, DAUGHTRY, P!nk, Kelly Clarkson, Keith Urban, Rascal Flatts, Elliott Yamin, Nickelback, Dito, Duffy, Prince. (Not sure if this is an actual singing group, but I own the RENT soundtrack and quite enjoy listening to the OBC of RENT while I go to sleep.)

-Likes-

Dogs, cats, parrots, broccoli, carrots, green beans, pizza, mac&cheese, Harry Potter, CSI, CSI: New York, RENT, Wilson Jermaine Heredia, (he, he.) my dog, the discovery channel, the discovery heath channel, Star Trek: 2009, Spock from Star Trek: 2009, my parents when they're being cool, my social studies teacher (She's awesome; just crazy enough and a real sweetheart), my band teacher (He's the coolest thing since, like, air conditioning I swear) my boyfriend quoting Angel/Collins lines at me, Musical Theatre (especially RENT), writting (Duh), reading (duh), my friends (actually, that would fall under the category of 'love'), singing, playing the flute, acting, joking around with my friends, laughing, talking, ect. ect. ect.

-Dislikes-

My sister and her evil dog, spinach, (the cooked kind, not the raw kind.) asparagus, CSI: Miami, David Caruso, (Shudders and runs screaming from the computer screen.) child abuse, derogatory comments like "Lezbo" and "Faggot", My computer when it decides to be retarded, Times New Roman font, red and green lines in Microsoft Word, athletic people who think you're worthless if you're not in shape, Benny the Bull Dog, (okay, not really, but he gets annoying), people who write Jonas Brothers or Miley Cyrus fanfiction and feel the need to monopolize other fandoms by posting it there, the Jonas Brothers, Miley Cyrus, intolerance, school lockdowns, my teachers when they yell, my parents when they yell...pretty much anyone yelling, fics where Collins moves on after Angel dies, post-RENT Mark/Maureen stories, ect. ect. ect.

-Huge pet peeves in writting-

1.) When people write "OK" instead of "Okay". It's an actual word, people. 2.) People who don't know the difference between 'then' and 'than'. That's what we have DICTIONARIES and GRAMMAR CHECK for. Use them, for God's sake... 3.) It's 'Collins', people. Not 'Collin's'. 4.) The rules of grammar say that any number under twenty and every multiple of ten is to be written out. That means you use the word (Like two or three or seventeen) instead of the numbder (Like 2 or 3 or 17.) I expecially hate it when people write something like, "The 2 of them..." 5.) People who write 'Me two' instead of 'me too'. Actually, anyone who writes 'two' or God forbid '2' in the place of the word 'too'. Once again, people, GRAMMAR CHECK! 6.) People who don't know the difference between homophones and homonyms. 7.) PLEASE NO TEXT SPEAK IN YOUR STORIES. It's the most annoying thing and I will exit out of any story I see it in. 8.) People who feel the need, for some reasone or another, to bolf-face or italicize EVERYTHING. Don't do it.

-My favorite characters (In order from greatest to least) from RENT:-

No. one: Angel. Okay, seriously, who DOESN'T love Angel? She's sweet, she's energetic, she's not really a she (yes, in my book, that's a very good quality) she has the biggest heart evers! I mean...everyone loves her! Right? If you don't love Angel, there's something seriously, incredibly wrong with you and...you need to see a doctor like right now.
No. two: Collins. Same thing: What's not to love? He's like a big Teddy bear and he knows stuff. Like, if he was your best friend, I bet you could get him to do your homework for you. Or at the very least help you. He's gay...there's just something about him! He's very loveable.
No. three: Roger. Mark almost went here, but Roger eventually won. Roger's kind of just a big mopey, sulky plushie. He's the kinda person who you'd really like a hug from (this having nothing to do with his hansomness, FYI) I mean...what can I say? He's Roger. I bet he'd give you guitar lessons if you asked. :D
No. four: Mark. Mark, Mark, Mark...what to say? He's the sweetest Albino Pumpkin Head evers, first of all...and he seems really compassionate and caring, despite a few masochistic qualities lurking under the surface.
No. Five: Maureen/Mimi tie. I just couldn't bring myself to choose between them! They're both great and sweet! And Mimi somehow manages to appear innocent at times even though she's anything but, and Maureen...Maureen just rocks! She's energetic and loud and FUN!
No. Six: Joanne. She's really a character study, Joanne...there's not a whole lot of depth in her character, so you can kinda do what you want with her? I mena, of course; over protective, posessive and peranoid lawyer. But...if she's caught in a moment of weakness, she really comes out. Like, in the graveyard after Angel's funeral, I really wanted to be the one wiping away her tears instead of Maureen. Not that I'd EVER take her away from Maureen; they're meant to be. She's just interesting, ya know? I love her like all the others and I try to include her as much as possible. :D
No. seven: The Marky Scarfy. Yes, the Marky Scarfy gets its own place. It's practically a character its self, okay people?
No. eight: Benny. Can we just stop with all the Benny hating for a while? I mean, he came around, didn't he? He pulled out of the East Village location (On Allison's orders but bah-humbug) he gave them back their flat, he PAID FOR ANGEL'S FUNERAL! The person who killed his dog! He paid for her funeral! So what if he hated Evita? That's still some heart! I propose a toast! TO BENNY!
Honorable Mention: Squeegee Man. I love him. He's awesome.

-News From the Author-

Okay, everyone, as of 1:26 AM on July 8th, 2009 I have got:

56 people listing me as a favorite author.
52 people receiving story alerts from me.
4783 hits to my profile page.
161 people with one of my stories listed on their alerts list.
8 of my stories in a C2.
258 people with one of my stories listed on their favs list
49, 856 hits to all my stories total (nearly half a million - wow!)
And, the best part, A TOTAL OF 440 REVIEWS!

Wow. Thank you so much. I really thank you all. I know I'll never be as big as some names out there, but I will try. Because, let's face it, just under a year ago, I was sitting there, posting my first story and hoping to hell that I didn't get flamed the first time I did anything. Said story was deleted after I got a total of zero reviews. But, since then have come so far, and I want you all to know that it's because of you all. Even the flamers (You know who you are) thank you so very much, guys. You made all of this possible.

Oh, and special thanks to my lovely Betas CSI. Gabigal (Whom puts up with all my errors in my CSI stuff and holds my hand through the writter's block and all the angsty and difficult parts) and Marky's Scarfy (My moral support when Roger's being angsty and won't cooperate when I want to put him in a fic. She just knows how to talk to that dude!) lol. Thanks so much, girlies! :Huggles you two: And they both have some amazing writting so I demand you go read it now! (I recomend "My Prince" for Marky and the Rascal Flatts Series for Gabi especially.)

-Ships-
-Favorites-

CSI: SWARRICK, Grillows, Brasscat, NICK/GREG
Harry Potter: HARRY/RON, HARRY/DRACO, SIRIUS/REMUS, Hermione/Remus (Only in timeturner fics though) I also like various other slash and het pairings, though I'm not crazy about canon.
CSI: New York: MELTY, Smacked (I'll tolorate it.) FLACK/DANNY
CSI: Miami: ERIC/RYAN, SPEEDLE/ERIC
High School Musical: TRYAN, Troy/Chad
Brokeback Mountain: ENNIS/JACK(I don't ship anything else, people, those two are made for each other, okay? Okay.)
House, MD: HOUSE/WILSON, FOREMAN/CHASE, (I'm also TOLERANT of Huddy. I'm not in love with it, but...there's really no gettin' away from it, know what I'm sayin'?)
RENT: ANGEL/COLLINS, MOJO, ROGER/MIMI Some pre-RENT Mark/Maureen is always good to have too, though. :D I don't read preRENT a lot though. Points to aformentioned fav ships.
RENT Friendships: (Because it's just not RENT without one or two fav friendship pairings) ANGEL/MIMI, MARK/ROGER, MAUREEN/COLLINS, Roger/Angel (I kinda like the dynamic, you know?) Mark/Angel, Collins/Joanne. There are a bunch others. I just love a lot of boho love. :D They're a family!

-Least Favorites-

CSI: GSR- this where I draw the line, Grissom/Sofia- I shudder at the thought, Sara/Brass-Sara sees Brass as a father figure, not as boyfriend or, dare I say it, husband, material, it would never happen, YoBling-This is where most of you will stop reading my profile... Snickers, Sandle and Sonic for all the same reason - Nick is Greg's and Greg is Nick's. Got it? Good...
Harry Potter: Draco/Pansy- they can talk about it but I don't have to read it, Ginny/Harry -It's gotten kinda old over time, Harry/Pansy -GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
CSI: New York: Mac/Peyton- I'm sorry, but Peyton...I just don't like her. And I want Mac with Lindsay, so I can't really claim age differance. I just don't like Peyton. I'll admit it.
CSI: Miami: Calliegh/Eric - I just don't think they'd go well together. What you see on screen is lust. He thinks she had great boobs, and she likes his chest, too. ANYTHING INVOLVING HORATIO CAIN - Dude is just too creepy.
High School Musical: Troyella - One more time, say it with me "Gotten old over time."
House, MD: Cameron/Chase - I cannot handle the idea of them together! In my mind, Chase is gay and Cameron is...dying in a pit somewhere. Nah, I like her...just...she's better step off Chase...
RENT: I don't really have any objections...The exception, however, would be post-RENT Mark/Maureen (IT'S UNNATURAL!) Mimi/Angel (AGAIN! UN-NAT-UR-AL!), come to think of it...Angel/Anyone other than Collins, or Collins/Anyone other than Angel. It just doesn't work that way, folks

-Copy-and-past-it thingies-

92 percent of American teens would die if Abecrombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this into your profile if you would be in the 8 percent laughing their asses off at the others. I would most likely die of laughing. Such idiots!
If you have ever counted the number of times Angel Dumott-Schunard flashed her underwear at someone in the movie RENT, copy and paste this to your profile and list the number of times - Katlynn888, 15. I can't really explain it to you...My sister and I were just REALLY bored one day and I said, "Hey, wanna watch RENT?" And she's like, "Okay" And so we did and Frany pointed out that Angel kept on flashing Collins, so we decided to count the number of times she did it...
If you have ever played a song that you hate over and over again, just to annoy your friend, copy and past this into your profile. I actually sang it over and over again, but it worked just as well...YOU GET THE BEEEEEEEST OF BOTH WOOOOORLDS...!
If you really, really just want to give Roger a hug so he'll stop angsting so much, copy and paste this to your profile. (Squishes Roger)
If your ipod is filled with mostly pop songs, which all of your slightly emo friends hate, copy and past this into your profile! "OOOOOH LOVER! I'LL COVER YOUUUUU!"
If you approve of gay, lesbian, what have you, marriages put this on your profile and add your name to the list. Gaara's-pandachan101,678yui-julie-and-kiki-kitten, Flying_Shadow666, GregSanders, Sandlesloveblooms, Kaytlynn888 Gay people rock hardcore, man!
If you think the original RENT was just fine as it was and RENT: Remixed was one of the worst things ever, copy this into your profile.
If you live for that one moment when Angel sings, "Kiss me, it's beginning to snow!" because it's just so freaking cute, copy and paste this into your profile. It's just too cute!
Angel+Collins = the cutest couple ever! If you agree, copy&paste this into your profile. OMG! They're my OTP for the RENT fandom!
If it SERIOUSLY PISSES YOU OFF when people write Collins as having moved on after Angel (Despite the sheer logic of the whole thing) Please, please, please paste this into your profile! I read one of these once! I'll never forgive myself!
If YOUR body provides a comfortable home for the Aquired Immune RENThead Syndrom, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think Angel Dumott Schunard has the best legs this side of the western hemesphere and only Collins deserves her, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you have ever fantasized about Mark pulling you up onto the table durring La Vie Boheme, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you quite agree that Mimi Marquez does indeed have "the best ass below fourteenth street" copy and paste this into your profile.
If you love the word 'seriousfuckingly' (Thank you to Adam Pascal for that gem) way too much, copy and paste this into your profile.
If every time One Song Glory comes on, you cry, "One Song Glory time!!" and turn it way up, copy and paste this to your profile. My sister and I do this all the time.
If you would love to open a restaurant in Santa Fe with Adam, Anthony, Jesse, and Wilson, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you know or know of someone who just really needs to go get themselves killed/die in a pit someplace, please copy and paste this onto your profile.
If someone has ever told you that RENT is just a movie about "Gay people with AIDS who sing", kick them then copy&paste this into your profile.
If you've ever thought it might be cool to get AIDS, slap yourself then copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever wished Collins was your best friend and Roger was your Teddy, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever spent two whole hours editing your profile only to hit a wrong button due to your clusmy typing fingers and go back a page, erasing the whole thing without chace of recovery, copy and paste this to your profile and vow to save every half hour from now on.

Fifteen ways to know/things to do when you're extreemly, our of your mind bored
1.) You’re suddenly fascinated by the patterns your media player makes when you press the “Now Playing” button, and it’s way more interesting than anything else you can come up with doing.
2.) You write complete nonsense for the fun of the whole thing.
3.) You watch RENT for the fifteen hundredth time and find strange ways to make it fun. Like counting the number of times Angel flashes someone or yelling people’s names at the top of your lungs every time someone new comes on (ex: MAAAARK! COLLLLLINNS!! ANGEEEEL!!) Or reenacting the movie by singing every musical number/dancing around your living room.
4.) You become insane; i.e.; doing the same things over and over again expecting a different outcome. Such as, checking your email every five minutes hoping someone has sent you something or something interesting has happened. And accusing the world at large of sucking when you find nothing new in the your mail box.
5.) You beg your mother for something to do. When she starts staring at you like you’ve gone crazy, it’s most likely because you have, just an FYI.
6.) You sleep to pass the time.
7.) Scissors. Notebook paper. Enough said.
8.) The box of Cheeze-Its that you could have sworn was on the counter ten minutes ago is now in your hand, mostly empty.
9.) You’ve got three complete chapters of every single one of your stories and you’ve exhausted all of your plot devices so you start brainstorming and most of your ideas deal with two characters going gay and doing dirty, unholy things to each other.
10.) You walk up to random people yelling things like, “MUCHO MASTURBATION!”
11.) You sidle up to people and start whispering the opening lines of “Contact” while leering at them. Do some dirty dancing as an added effect, then yell, “IT’S OVER” in their face. Please try not to get arrested while doing this. (I swear I'm gonna do this one someday!)
12.) Pull a Maureen and Joanne or Collins and Angel – Go make out with your Significant Other after claiming you’re siblings.
13.) Oooh…fire!
14.) Go to a grocery store and ask the first sales person you see, “Got any Bustelo, Marlboro, Banana by the bunch, or a box of Captain Crunch which will taste so good?!”
15.) You poke your dog in the face and watch with amusement as he licks his nose every time you do.
If you are ever bored and some of these things apply to you, or you plan on doing these things next time you are bored, copy, paste, and somehow identify which ones apply to you/you have done! (The ones that apply to me are unitalisized)

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
We are the couple who want desperatly something that we can't have, because the addoption agency thinks it would be wrong for a child to have two mothers.
I am the girl who lost a beloved brother in a fire that was set to his appartment building, all because his next-door nighbors found out he was gay.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Of you think Homophobia is wrong copy and paste the above into your profile. And add your own to the list. FUCK YOU, HOMOPHOBES!

I'm INTO THEATRE & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I’m a VIRGIN, so I MUST be a prude
I'm BI, so I MUST think every girl I see is hot.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a Goth.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naïve
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I’m WICCAN, so I MUST be a devil-worshipping baby killer.
I’m A GOOD LIAR, so I MUST be an actor/actress
I’m INTO COUNTRY so I MUST be gay.
I’m a BLACK BELT, so I MUST always want to kick someone’s ass
I’m a FEMALE BLACK BELT, so I MUST be a lesbian
I LIKE TO BE MYSELF, so I MUST be cocky and arrogant
I’m FRENCH, so I MUST be homosexual
I’m a BOHEMIAN, so I MUST be a lazy drug addict
I LOVE ANIMALS, so I MUST be a vegetarian
I’m a TREEHUGGER, so I MUST be a drug addicted hippie
I’m a TOMBOY so I MUST be a lesbian
I’m INTO JIMI HENDRIX, so I MUST be on drugs
I’m a MUSICIAN, so I MUST not be doing anything with my life
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST love math
I'm BLACK, so I MUST be on welfare
I'm PUNK, so I MUST cut my wrists
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist
I'm IRISH, so I MUST be a alcoholic
I'm BLOND, so I MUST be a stupid ditz
I’m a LESBIAN so I MUST be ugly and manly
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore
I'm a JEW, so I MUST be greedy
I have A LOT OF GUY FRIENDS so I MUST be dating them all
I have GOOD GRADES, so I MUST be a nerd
I love RENT so I MUST be an emo lesbian with AIDS.
I'm a CHRISTIAN, so I MUST believe in heaven.
Stereotypes suck! Copy, paste & italicize the ones that aply to you.

Copy and Paste this into profile if this touches you as it did me...
My name is Sarah, I am but three, my eyes are swollen and I cannot see. I must be stupid, I must be bad, what else could have made my daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me. I can't speak at all, I can't do a wrong, or else I'm locked up all the day long. When I awake I'm all alone, the house is dark; my folks aren't home. When my mommy does come, I'll try and be nice, so maybe I'll get just one whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car; my daddy is back from Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse; my name he calls. I press myself against the wall. I try and hide from his evil eyes and I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping, he shouts ugly words; He says its my fault that he suffers at work. He slaps me, and hits me and yells at me more. I finally get free and I run for the door. He's already locked it, and I'm starting to bawl. He takes me and throws me against the hard wall. I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, and my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!" I scream. But its now much too late -- His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain, again and again oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops and heads for the door, while I lay there motionless, sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah, and I am but three. Tonight my daddy murdered me.

Help stop child abuse! Copy and past this into your profile. I know it can't help much... but... Child abuse is a horrible thing! Some thing no child, especially all the completely Innocent ones who go through it, Every. Single. Day. should have to go through. And all that we can do to help is worth gold. So help, please? Copy and past this into your profile and add your name to the list - Fuzzy Wolf... katlynn888... to HELP STOP THE ABUSE:(

-Favorite quotes-

"...Old MacDonald had a farm, ie-iy-ie ... Oh, fuck this shit." - Me.

"With condoms on the top!" -me
"Something tells me that's not the lyric..." -my sister.
- We were listening to my RENT CD and I accidently misspoke the line "With condos on the top" from You'll See.

"We will, we will rock you, sock you, pick you up and drop you, flush ya down the toilet hope ya enjoy it!
- Amazing what five year olds can come up with, huh? My kindegarten class once enrupted into a unanimous chant of this for no apparent reason.

My sister and I while watching Lion King like drunk college room mates:
Me: Maaaan...I LOVE this movie...
Fuzzy: I know...It's fuckin' awsome...
Me: Zazu is the SHIT.
Fuzz: Totally.

"Oh, look Baby; hot foreign dudes walking past." - Aunt Jenny after I notice her staring at some dude walking by.
"...You just have a hormonal moment, Aunt Jenny?" -Me
"It's not over..." -Aunt Jenny
-Something that happened outside of the I-Max after we came out of watching the new Star Trek movie (WHICH WAS KICK-ASS, BY THE WAY!)

"How are babies made?" -My TWIN sister Fuzz. Keep in mind, we are both fourteen.
"Don't you know that already?" - Me.
"No..." - Fuzz
"Okay, well, there's an egg...or is that a seed? Oh, no, it's the egg. So there's this egg. And then the thing goes in...and the seed comes out. And then boing boing, and then...uh...the seed finds the egg-thing and then you throw up a lot and like, nine months later but it's actually ten months because people are retarded and can't count you have, like, a baby. And it's an accident a lot.
- Yeah, I know. I should totally be a Sex-Ed teacher. I'm cool that way. ;P

Mrs. McWilliams calling me and my sister: "Henessy sisters!"
Random dude on the other side of the table: "Ooh! I'm one of them!"
Me: SISTER!
- We had a lock down because someone had shot a cop down the street from our school. They couldn't bus us out so they gathered everyone who lived in our city (two cities go into our scool) into the cafeteria and had all the parents come down and actually sign us out.

Dude in class everytime someone tells him to do something: It's because I'm black, ain't it?
He isn't black.

"There's nothing wrong with you. Now let go of my cane before it becomes your new boyfriend." -House
"Honey, I will marry it if you look at my file!" -Dude with HIV from House; MD.
-Dude on House who was holding onto the end of House's cane. All I can remember is the dude had HIV. :D

"OH MY HOLY GIBLETS! HE IS WEARING A SKIRT!" Me while watching the Last Curtain Call performance (from casts new and old) of Seasons of Love. Wilson was seriously wearing a skirt. I thought the girl who told me that on YouTube was making something up.

Me: THIS IS SO NOT FAIR! ALL THE MEN I WANT TO BE STRAIGHT ARE GAY AND ALL THE GUYS I WANT TO BE GAY ARE STRAIGHT!
Becca: ...Who do you wanna be gay, Lynn?
Me: Well, duh! WJH, who else?! Wouldn't he and JLM just be the cutest couple in the whole entire world?!
Becca: Oh, wow...that would be hot! (We proceed to curse Wilson and Jesse's straightness together)

"Tengo un gato en mis pantalones..." -David
"What's that mean?" -Me
"'I have a cat in my pants'." -David
-A really random conversation started in English while we were learning about how to use italicization (Like I don't already know) and it said you had to italisize words in a different language than the one you're writting in.

My friend Sherri, for no reason at all: "FLYING GREEN MONKEY!"

Me to my friend Matt at lunch: "I LOVE YOU! Let's elope to Las Vegas and have beautiful interracial babies together! We'll name them Shaniqua and Heather! Or, if they're boys, they'll be named Darnell and Tom! I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH YOUUUUU! LET'S GROW OLD TOGETHER!"
Matt: 0.o

Because it made me giggle when amaXdear did it, I'm going to treat you to a view inside my mind. Here's a train of though of mine over less than one minute:
"Angel, Collins, Roger, Mimi, Out Tonight, strip, strip club, strip mall, K-Mart, Wall-Mart, produce, apples, worms, earth worms, dirt, homophobes, hell, satan."
Yup. I went from "Angel" to "Satan" in about fourty-five seconds. Just goes to show that everything is connected somehow.

"Shut up! You didn't cry because you're just cold-hearted!" - Mom
"No I'm not! I...cried at RENT!" - Me
"Oh, yeah! You cry when the drag queen dies but not the dog!" - Mom
"Angel's death is sadder!" - Me
"How?!" - Mom
"It's...uhm...a person?" - Me
- My mom and I after watching Marley & Me because I was teasing her about crying when Marley died.

This happened while watching Whose Line is it Anyway? Here's the link to the video on YouTube if anyone is interested: Whose Line: The Millionaire Show
Colin: Your transvestite lover and you are invited to a black tie affair. Do you A: pass her off as your wife, B: pass her off as your brother, C: pass her off as your husband, or D: tell her to loose the chaps?
Me (whispers): Brothers!

From the bloopers of Season One (I believe) of Whose Line Is It Anyway while they're playing the game 'Let's Make a Date'.
Denny Siegel: "Contestant number one; I'd like to lick you like a lollipop."
Wayne Brady: (Singing like an opera star because that's he'd pretending to be) "LICKA MAH CHOCOLATE...!"

From the same set of bloopers as above, only this is an episode with Brad Sherwood subbing for Wayne and Karen Maruyama as the guest. They're playing the same game and Karen is playing the contestant.
Karen: "Conestant number one; if you were a Mac Lipstick color, which would you be?"
Brad: "Well, I'd be lemon-flavored kiss ass!"

Another Whose Line excerpt from a game called Scenes From a Hat where they act out scenes according to what Drew pulls out of a hat. The prompt is 'Worst City Anthems'.
Wayne: "Our arms are wide open at Muscular Hoochihellie Alabama!"

Me: My mom thinks I've turned into a gay man.
Aunt Jenny: You know, somehow I don't doubt her.

"Does the word "Cackle" sound kinda dirty to you?" -Me
"No..." - Fuzzy
"Juuuuusst wondering..." - Me
Yeah... just me, being my usual stupid self.

My sister and I, while I'm watching I'll Cover You for the first time on my computer and Collins is singing the "Open your doors..." verse:
Fuzz: Oh my God! Is that him?!
Me: Yup. Collins.
Fuzz: Oh, my God his voice is SMEXY!!

Fuzz to our dogs: HEY! STOP! No humping in front of Mommy's chair!

My friend Becca: Hey...what does IDK mean?
Me: I Don't Know
Becca (Screaming at the top of her lungs): ...WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY KNOW?!
-Some silly joke a friend of mine came up with. She's my sister in all but blood!

"Guess what?" -Jill
"What?!" - Me
"I'm playing a singing hobo in Annie!" -Jill
"Great for you!" -Me
"You could play a singing hobo too..." -Jill
"I don't WANT to play a singing hobo! I want to play a singing lesbian!" -Me
Me on my want to someday, somehow, play Maureen in a production of RENT.

"Mrs. Makowsiki!" - Matt, a dude in my class, with his hand raised.
"Yes, Matt?" -Math teacher
"Would you turn my girlfriend on?" -Matt, talking about the air conditioner, which his desk is right next to and is refered to as his girlfriend.

"Shut up! You have a dick!" -Matt (again), while we're arguing in Band about what you call a drag queen (He or she?)
"I know! But you don't!" -Me (And yes, incase you couldn't figure it out, I AM fully female)
"Yes I do! You wanna see it?!" -Matt
"Uh...no comment..." -Me
-I'm serious. This happened IN CLASS with the substitute teacher sitting TWO YARDS AWAY!

"...Okay, so, seriously; Wilson is like the prettiest Angel evers. I mean, Justin is eh, but Wilson is OH!" -Me
"You know, there's a guy named Angel in my class." - Sixth grader named Dominique who rides the same bus as my sister and I.
"We're talking about a guy Angel." - Fuzz
"Angel is a popular name for guys in Mexico. Is this Angel Mexican?" - Me
"He looks...that color." - Dominque "But he's not from Mexico. He's from somewhere weird near Cuba or something..."
"Puerto Rico?" - Me
"No, I know where that is!" -Dominque
"The Dominican Republic?" - Fuzz.
"Yeah!" - Dominique
"OH MY GOD! ANGEL'S DOMINICAN!!" - Me, spazing.

"Pussy! You came prepared!
"I was a boy scout once. And a brownie. Until some brat got scared!"
-Mimi and Angel from the Broadway version of RENT.

"MISTER HOWENSTINE'S ON HIS PERIOD!" - Kid in my class after our band teacher yelled at us to sit down while he gave out test grades.

"You guys are playing this way too slow. Spider-Man is not a romantic love ballad! It goes fast!" - Mr. Howenstine
"IT'S SPIDER-MAN IN LOVE!" -Me
-Mr. Howenstine chewing us out in band after we played the Spider-Man theme song way too slow.

Me and Kaitlynn: "Melvin High School band: BRING IN THE FLYING MONKEYS!".

So, as band players, we have to play for the football games. This happened durring one of the football games. We're talking about the cheerleaders at first, whom disapeared for a while.
"Oh, good, they're back!" - Me
"I wasn't aware they went anywhere." -Noah; my boyfriend.
"They did! They disapeared for a while! It was creepy! I think they got beamed up to the planet Zargon!" - Me
"Where's the planet Zargon?" - Noah
"It's...next to Mars." - Me
"So Zargon is Earth?!" - Noah
"No!" -Me
"It's in the asteroid belt." -Kaitlyn
"Exactly." - Me
"SO IT'S AN ASTEROID!!" - Noah
"It's an asteroid with an atmosphere, which makes it a planet!!" - Me
"But a planet has to have a certain size to be considered a planet!" - Noah
"IT'S A FUCKING HUGE ASTEROID WITH AN ATMOSPHERE!!" - Me, brandishing my flute.
Noah proceeds to attack me with his trumpet and I end up on the bleachers, with him on top of me, still trying to kill each other with our instruments while a couple of girls behind us are telling him to keep it in his pants. Yeah; that's just a day in my life.

Me: Guess what?
Noah: What?
Me: ...I gots a notebook. (I whap him over the head with it)
Noah: Hey!! (Picks up his Literary Composition book) I've got a textbook!" (Pretends to hit me on the head)
Me: AHH! (Blocks him with my notebook which, incase you couldn't tell, is pitiful in comparision to a 700-page textbook)
Noah: ...Mine is bigger.
This has become a simply epic inside joke between my friends and I.

"Mrs. MacDonald, are you aware of the fact that there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough?"
- Matt, once again, talking to our Social studies teacher.

"That boy needs some prozac." - Angel
"Or heavy drugs." - Roger
"Or...Group hugs." - Mark
Angel, Roger, and Mark about Benny in the Broadway version of RENT. BTW; I don't know if it's choreographed, but when we were there...the actor playing Benny looked under the actor who played Angel's skirt! It was hilarious. He WAS supposed to do that, right...?

"Hey, Angel, talk to the kids!"-Jesse L. Martin
"This is for the internet. Say hello." -Anthony Rapp
"Hello, kids, how are you doing?" -Wilson Jermaine Heredia, blowing a kiss at camera.
"Okay, now say hello like a regular person." -JLM
"Hey kids, how you doing, wussup? Holla." - WJH

The birth of the LegsLegsLegs song:
Me on Facebook talking to Katie: Wilson's legs are magical. And I bet Jesse loves them. Legslegslegs, Jesse loves Wilson's legslegslegs...
Katie: You know, that could be a song...I'm not sure how, but it just has a song-type feel to it...
And so LegsLegsLegs was born. :D

"Hey guys, there's a padlock on our door!" -Mark
"Benny." - Roger
"Hold on. Hold this, honey." - Angel "I saw this on Television once, watch." (Hands Collins her purse)
"Baby, what're you doin'?" -Collins
"You'll see." -Angel (Grabs trash can and empties it) "You be careful now..."
"You're drunk." -Collins
"No, I'm not." -Angel
"Watch your fingers!" -Roger
(Angel bangs the trash can against the lock the on door, prying it off. Everyone claps)
"That's an all-service woman you've got there!" -Roger
"Yeah, that's my girl." - Collins
(They take off what's left of the lock and begin walking in.)
"Hey, you gonna put that trash can back?" - Collins
"Nope." - Angel

"Vida! You talk to him; you speak honkie!" - Chichi from "To Wong Foo, thanks for everything, Julie Numar." To Vida on the subject of talking to a sheriff who just pulled them over.

"Oh, look; that little Latin boy in drag is crying. Find out why that little Latin boy in drag is crying," Vida Boheme from the movie, "To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Numar." RIP PATRICK SWAYZE!!

"Who's that one from?" - Carly, iCarlie
"Oh, this one's new." - Spencer about the response he got on a dating website.
After he opens the response. "Oh, she's kinda pretty."
"That's a dude." - Carly

"Hey, Hyde, I saw something really weird at the hotel today." -Kelso, That Seventies Show
"Oh, the guy in the dress? Yeah, that's Frank. He comes in twice a month and gets real pissed if you don't call him Lady Lagoona." -Hyde

"How hard did I knock your head against that wall?" -Me
"Not that hard." -Fuzzy
"On a scale of one to ten?" -Me
"Six." -Fuzzy
"SIX?! OH MY GOD! I KILLED YOU!" -Me
"Wait...what's ten?" -Fuzzy
"Ten is, "I need to go to the hospital." -Me
"Oh, in that case...nine." - Fuzzy
My sister and I after I knocked her head against the wall trying to get her to shut up, because I was cranky and probably should have been in bed three hours before, but i had to stay up and type! -throws things-

"...SMOOOOOOOKEYYYYYYY...SMOKEY, COME HEEEEERRRRREEEEE...THAT'S RIGHT, DOOOOOOGIEEEE...AND WHAT A GOOOD DOGIE YOU ARRRRRRRRE! YOU'RRRRRR SUUUUCH A CUUU-"-Me
"WILL YOU SHUT UP?! Dogs half way down the block are covering their ears in PAIN! And the dog you want is currently CLAWING HIS EARS OUT so he doesn't have to hear you!" -Fuzzy
Again, my sister and I, after calling to my dog for about ten minutes in a squeeky, annoying, high-pitched voice.

"I wanna be Archie when I grow up." -Me
"You wanna be a short Asian man?" -Fuzzy
A statement from me while watching Archie Johnson do his thing on a recent rerun of CSI, replied to with the stupid question from my sister. My mom was laughing so hard. They enjoy watching me suffer.

Me: Ooh! Look, a squirrel!"
Dad: Quick! Go eat it!

"I reject your reality and substitute my own." - Adam Savage, Mythbusters.

"Quake, damn you!" -Jamie Hydamen, Mythbusters

"I wish I knew how to quite you!"- Jack Twist, Brokeback Moutain

"When you're walking and you trip, a good friend will help you up, but a best friend will just keep on walking, turn back, and ask, "Know how to walk, dumbass?"

"She's my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face."

"You know, I just realized we have a really good relationship."
"Oh yeah? How's that?"
"Well, when we have a problem, I don't paint Greg Sanders in latex and stick straws up his nose."
"Good, 'cuz he'd probably like it." - Catherine Willows and Gil Grissom from CSI: Crime Scene Investigation in the season 2 episode "Slaves of Las Vegas.

"NIPPLES!" - Jay
"NIPPLES!!" - Me
"YOU ARE ALL PERVERTED!" - Fuzzy
Just an exchange another online love shipper and I had durring the last CSI episode. Grissom just couldn't stop saying nipples, so we just started shouting "NIPPLES!" at each other. And my sister wasn't happy.

"I'll fix these broken things/prepare your broken wings/and make sure everything's alright/my pressure on your hips/sink in my finger tips/every inch of you/because I know that's what you want me to do." - Lyrics from "This Love" by Maroon 5.

"And ohh, the waaaaay/Your makeup stains my pillowcase/Like I'll never be the same" - small snippette of lyrics from All the Gin Joints in All the World by Fall Out Boy."

"Wouldn't you rather be a widow, than a devorcee?/Style you wake for fashion magazines/Widow, or a divorcee?/Don't pretend, d-d-d-d don't pretend/We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces/We're trapped and well concealed/In secret places/Oh, oh, we do it in the dark/With smiles on our faces/We're trapped and well-concealed/in secret places/We don't fight fair..." Lyrics from "Take Over, Break's Over" by Fall out Boy.

"To handcrafted beers made in local brewaries/ to yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese/To leather, to dildos, to Curry Vindaloo/To Huevos Rancheros and Mya Angelou/emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion/creation, vacation, mucho masurbation!" the cast of RENT singing La Vie Boheme.

"When your face is salty wet/And you're drowning in regret/Love heals." - Love Heals. OBC of RENT.

-Links-

This is what Tony looks like Thanks much to Katie for morphing him!

The original story of Brokeback Mountain - short story by Annie Proulx

My wiki, which I run with my sister

What Makes the Desert Beautiful, AKA the offical Nick/Greg fanfiction wbesite, AKA nickandgreg(dot)com, AKA the largest gathering of N/G stories and authors on the WWW. But, you can just call it WMTDB.

There! That was everything about me! And some added stuff for humor and helping drive the cause! And thank you very much for skipping all of it! Now read mah stories, bitch!!