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Okay, hello. I just thought that anyone watching for the stories I have posted below would like to know they are currently on hold. There are various reason's I could give you but the one that is most to blame is that I am COMPLETELY hooked on Supernatural fanfiction. I can't help it. Jensen Ackles plays an amazing Dean Winchester and seeing all the marvelous stories with him in pain is just too much to pass up. So yes, I'm sorry. But I'm sure if you really want any of them updated, you can harrass it out of me. My attention is just currently elsewhere.

WHY DON'T THEY HAVE FANFICTION FOR HOUROU MUSUKO?!
For those who haven't heard of this blessed manga, here it is...

"Shuichi Nitori is a 5th grade student who likes to bake and has always been something of a feminine boy. When he transfers to a new school, Shuichi is mistaken for his 6th grade sister on his first day. Then he ends up sitting next to Yoshino Takatsuki, a tall, boyish girl who everyone calls "Takatsuki-kun." They both have secrets they can't let anyone know..."

Completely awesome story line, tres cute, the best gender-bender(I've come in contact with so far) and it seriously makes me want to own it. Sad thing is that I can't find it, and I don't even know if it's in english. BUT I shall continue on my search, because knowing me I'm probably overlooking something. That being said, if someone knows of it, please contact me, I'm desperate. Anyway, if interested in reading the manga, here's where you can find it. Enjoy!

http://www.onemanga.com/Hourou_Musuko/

http://www.mangafox.com/manga/hourou_musuko

There's probably other places in which to find it, but oh well, I put two links.

Now... WELCOME TO THE PROFILE OF THE WONDEROUS AND ALMIGHTY ME!!

XD!!

I must inform the PFC... where I'm at... it's roughly 2:05 AM, I've been up now for just over 21 hours. I know what your probably thinking. PFT 21 hours? Pussy, I lasted three days! Well I'm sorry, obviously I don't have balls of steel... or whatever damn drug you took to last three days. I'm just working on pure will power... wait, that's not right, my will power got me through the afternoon, so right now I'm probably working off the last of my reserves and could possibly drop from exhaustion at any moment. Has anyone actually thought about how it is to stay up longer than necessary? Like symptoms? Holy crap did I spell that right? It looks funny to me. Anyway, has anyone? Well from personal experiance and not something they read from a book or website.

Anyway, that's not why I'm redo'ing this whole bio-thing... okay it's one of the reason's, but I don't really want to get into that because it would require me to explain, which I don't want to do. So here it is. I told a friend of mine to describe me in six words. I got this. Sarcastic, Humorous, Anti-social, Unusual, Native, and Artist. By artist I assume she meant I was creative. Either way, that's how she described me... give me some time and I'll ask others to give a more indepth analysis of my person. I would myself, but it's late and I'm just letting my thought fly on this screen without really thinking about what the hell I'm writing. It's late, cut me a break. Okay I lie, there was actually another version of this but I canned it when I had time to think. I'll tell you one thing, it was embarrassing. Don't know what I was thinking. But anyway, onto the facts about moi.

Name: XII (My identity must be kept secret for safety purposes, after all I'm Batman)

Age: 20 (twenty and already complaining about my deteriorating body)

Sex: Must this really be known?

Favorite Quotes/lines/dialogue:

"Idle minds are the works shops of the Devil"- Don't know who it's from but me like-y, also me-thinks it's rather true. See, one time I was so damn bored that me and a couple of friends hitched it to Toronto. Freakin ten hour drive, and we didn't even tell our parents. (sigh) Thrilling... and incredibly stupid at the same time.

"Try here... stop." "..." "What the hell am I looking at?! When does this happen in the movie?!" "Now. You're looking at now, Sir. Everything that happens now, is happening now" "What happened to then?" "We passed then." "When?!" "Just now. We're at now now." "Go back to then." "When?" "Now." "Now?" "Now." "I can't." "Why?" "We missed it." "When?" "Just now." "... when will then be nowSoon.- Spaceballs, between Dark Helmet and that Captain dude.

Stories that I have under my belt:

ON HOLD Girl Complications- Written for the Mint na Bokura universe. Pairing are currently undecided, but Noeru is the main character. Don't know where I'm going with it but it's something I don't plan on having discontinued/abandoned.

ON HOLD Harry Twin and the Angels Four- Written for the GundamWing universe that also crosses over in the Harry Potter Universe. Pairings are unknown at the moment, so FEEL THE AWESOME THROES OF NOT KNOWING!! Relish in it, because as of yet, I also do not know who is going with who. I also don't know who the main character is. And because Ken as taken on the mantle of Ketsueki-Ken, he will be helping me co-write. The story will be staying on my beloved profile. That is all.

If you can read this message, you are blessed because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all:

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was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you could read that put it in your profile

And Something Maybe Some Of You Can Amuse Yourselves Over:

OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion, or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

A moment of silence.

If you remember him add it to your profile, if you don't, well you can just not do anything, whatever floats your boa