Hello! I am Penelope the Tuba Gypsy, and this is my secret life. During the daytime, I go to school, play volleyball, practice my tuba and guitar, and drink diet pepsi. At night, I write fanfiction and post it here. Ooooh. Suspicious.

My interests include Volleyball, Tubas, and speaking French. Parlez-vous francais? PM me and we'll have a blast.

Here's a disclaimer, because I will forget to add it to my stories: I own nothing. I'm a very poor girl. Don't beat me up!!

I have gross obsessions with hearts, butterflies, and the Jonas Brothers.

Throughout this past year, I've gone through a lot. But I've pulled through it all with the help of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

(\JB/) I am Jonas Bunny.
(='.'=) Fear me.
(")_(") JONAGE! lol

Not mine. I took it from the profile of Random Person of America. If they want it back, I'll give it back. Just ask.

If you have ever pushed a pull door, or vice versa, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever run into an automatic door, copy this into your profile.

Hello Beautiful,
It's 7:05, here in Australia, so please Hold On while I explain to you what happens When You Look Me In The Eyes. In Year 3000, you would be What I Go To School For and I'd always say Nick J Is Off The Chain because That's Just The Way We Roll. Now I'd Appreciate it if you Don't Tell Anyone, but I've got this Crazy Kind Of Crush On You, You Just Don't Know It. I wish I could trade places with Mandy just for 6 Minutes because I know we would be Inseperable, and then I could just Move On like the Games they play in Hollywood. But deep down Im Still In Love With You. I dont wanna be Just Friends. I know I may be the Underdog in this siuation, but I Am What I Am! I've been sending out S.O.S's hoping you'd help out some Poor Unforutnate Souls because I Wanna Be Like You. Now I know we're talking about the Kids Of The Future and it seems like it just may be Eternity before "Oh Jonas Brothers, Please Be Mine", but we can always take One Day At A Time. Now it is Time For Me To Fly, so Goodnight and Goodbye! Put this on your page if you love the Jonas Brothers!

If you've ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you because of its effects, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever tripped over air, copy this into your profile.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...

You talk to yourself a lot.
You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (e.g. 'Why do I constantly ask my self random things?')
When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (e.g. 'Have you ever noticed that deliver could mean someone's liver?')
After uttering a profound peice of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, 'Holy crap, this stuff is great for sugar highs...'
You live off of sugar and caffine (the two greatest things ever discovered!)
You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then dissappear off the face of the earth.
You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.
You tend to collect Bic Stics off the ground like picking pennies off the ground.
No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.
The letters on your keyboard are wearing off.
Your friends and family think that you have carpal tunnel syndrome.
People think you have A.D.D.
You think it'd be cool to have A.D.D.
You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense.
You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason
Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.
And FINALLY, the one way to tell if you're a good writer: You failed English 101.

For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least). Crazy is when you write Emmett or Edward Cullen is hot on your homework instead of doing it. Crazy is when you laugh about how you laugh. Crazy is when you read books of essays a book you like. Crazy is when you scribble down on every paper you get "Gaara is hot." Crazy is when you mispronounce (or say really fast) something while talking on the phone with your equally-crazy best friend, and it's yunz'z catch phrase for the next three years (and counting!). Crazy is asking stupid questions because you know the end result is stupid answers. Crazy is making a deal with your cell phone that if it works for two minutes so you can call your mom to get you from band practice, it gets a cookie (and it actually works).If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list!

I'M SORRY
that you think they are pansies,
and only because they aren't cussing
at us through their music.

I'M SORRY
that you joke at me for being in love with them
and only because you dont know them,
and haven't given them a chance.

I'M SORRY
That they call girls beautiful instead of sexy,
so you think that they are wussies
and only because you dont have the guts to
call us beautiful instead, too.

I'M SORRY
That you think their music sucks
and only because they arent talking about
getting drunk or high.

And most of all I'M SORRY
that you haven't even given them a chance.
You haven't even listened to their music. And
you haven't even thought about the fact that
girls LOVE when guys act like the Jonas Brothers do,
Ya know? Kind, Polite and Like Gentleman. PUT THIS ON YOUR PROFILE IF YOU AGREE

If you realize that copying and pasting things into your profile is pointless, yet you do it anyways, copy and paste this into your profile.

You're a 90's kid if:

You remember watching:
-Keenan and Kel.
-Doug.
-the amanda show.
-all that.
-Rockos modern Life.

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"

You just cant resist finishing this . . . "Iiin west Philadelphia born and raised . . ."

You remember:
-fresh prince of bellair
-full house.
-cheers.
-Boy Meets World

You remember when it was actually worth getting up early
on a Saturday to watch cartoons.

You remember reading "Goosebumps&qu ot;

You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence . . . not

When everything was settled by:
-rock paper scissors or
-bubble gum bubble gum in a dish or
-ms. mary mack
-doggy doggy diamond step right out!

when kick ball was a daily activity.

when we used to obey our parents

You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record your FAVORITE song of ALL time on a tape.

You remember when Super Nintendos and Sega Genisis became popular.

You remember The Original Game Boy.

You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny.

You remember watching:
-The Magic School Bus
-Wishbone
-Reading Rainbow
-and Ghostwriter on PBS

You remember when Yo-Yos were cool.
You remember those Where's Waldo books.
You remember eating Warheads and Splashers Gum.

You remember watching:
-the 1st Batman
-Aladdin
-Ninja Turtles
-ghost busters

You remember Ring Pops.

If you remember when every thing was "da BOMB!"

You remember boom boxes .vs. cd players.

Making those little paper fortune cookie things, and then predicting your life with them.

You played and/or collected "Pogs" :)

You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet, or Nano and brought it everywhere.

one word. . . . . . . .trolls.

Windows 95 was the best.

You watched the original cartoons of
-Rugrats
-Wild Thornberry's
-Power Rangers
-Rocket Power.
-Invader Zim

All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.

You collected those Beanie Babies.

Carebears

Lambchop's song never ended.

Silver dollars, which were cool to have.

Everyone watched the WB.

If you even know what an original walkman is.

You know the Macarena by heart.

"Talk to the hand" . . . enough said

You went to McDonald's to play in the playplace.

You remember playing on merry go rounds at the playground.

Before the MySpace frenzy . . .
Before the Internet & text messaging . . .
Before Sidekicks & iPods . . .
Before PlayStation3 or X-BOX 360 . . .
Before Spongebob . . .
Before Tupac was shot.
When light up sneakers were cool.
When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.

When gas was 0.95 a gallon.
When we recorded stuff on VCRs.
You had slap bracelets!
You Actually played outside until it was dark!

Way back.

Before we realized all this would eventually disappear...