Long after a man is dead, his memories live on. And in that sense, he shall live forever. For all good men must die, but death can never kill their names.

In loving memory of: Coty Harrison, Jessica Martin, Will McBrayer, Riley Corbit, Tyson Taylor, Brandon Venerable, Evelyn Taylor, and Raymond Taylor

Favorite anime/manga:

Fullmetal Alchemist

Ouran High School Host Club

Fruits Basket

Death Note

Favorite Characters:

Fullmetal Alchemist

1.Roy Mustang

2. Ling Yao

3. Ran Fan

4. Riza Hawkeye

5. Jean Havoc

6. Alphonse Elric

7. Mei Chan

8. Oliver Armstrong

9. Alex Armstrong

10. Edward Elric

Ouran High School Host Club

1. Mori

2. Hunny

3. Kyouya

4. Kaoru

5. Hikaru

6. Haruhi

7. Tamaki

8. Chika

9. Usa-chan

10. Nekozawa

Fruits Basket

1. Shigure

2. Kyo

3. Tohru

4. Yuki

5. Akito

Death Note:

1. L

2. Near

3. Matt

4 Light

5. Matsuda

6. Misa

7. Mello

Favorite Pairings

Fullmetal Alchemist:

(In order)

RoyAi

Ran Fan x Ling

EdWin

AlMei

Trisha x Hohenheim

Ouran High School Host Club:

Mori x Haruhi

Hikaru x Kaoru

Fruits Basket

Shigure x Akito (Manga)

Kyo x Tohru

Pick 10 anime characters and answer the questions below. You can pick any characters you like, both boys and girls!! Tag 5 people when you're done.

1. Roy Mustang

2. Ling Yao

3. Ran Fan

4. Riza Hawkeye

5. Jean Havoc

6.Alphonse Elric

7. Edward Elric

8. Oliver Armstrong

9. Alex Louise Armstrong

10. Mei Chan

1 woke you up in the middle of the night?

Hey! I was slee- Roy Mustang?! Hug?

Number 2 asked you to go out with him?

NO! You have to go out with Ran Fan! But if she says no, I'll wait for you!

Number 3 walked into the bathroom while you're showering?

Hm? Ah! Don't look, I'm naked!

4 announced he's going to marry 9 tomorrow?

Woah, crack much?

5 cooked you dinner?

Havoc can cook? Hope there's no cigarette ashes in it!

6 was lying next to you on the beach, sleeping?

Al? Wake up, I have you a kitty here!

7 suddenly confessed to be part of your family

No! I can't be related to that shrimp! FAIL!

8 got into the hospital somehow?

Ah, you kind of scare me but I hope you don't die!

9 made fun of your friends?

Um, I won't say anything because you can crush me with your pinky finger.

10 ignored you all the time?

Aw, please don't ignore me!

Two serial killers are hunting you down. What will 1 do?

Set them on fire, hopefully!

You're on a vacation with number 2 and manage to break your leg. What does 2 do?

Take me to a hospital, I would hope. I'uno, he probably wouldn't pay the bill though.

It's your birthday. What will 3 give you?

I dunno...a party maybe?

You're stuck in a house that's on fire. What does 4 do?

Save me? Shoot the fire? Get Roy to help?

You're about to do something that'll make you feel extremely embarrassed. What will 5 do?

Throw something at me?

You're about to marry number 10. What's 6's reaction?

Um, I wouldn't marry a girl. Havoc would be upset. He loves me! xD

You got dumped by someone. How will 7 cheer you up?

Tell me that I am not short and give me a hug.

You're angry about it afterwards, how does 8 calm you down?

I don't think she'd be very good with that. She may eat my brains.

You compete in some tournament. How does 9 support you?

Oh, God. Hold up a huge sign that says something like "Go Dani! This sign has been passed down the Armstrong line for genorations!

You can't stop laughing. What will 10 do?

Hit me?

Number 1 is all you've ever dreamed of. Why?

Because he's Roy Mustaaaannnnggg! 'Nuff said.

2 tells you about his deeply hidden love for number 9. Your reaction?

Ah! You can't marry Armstrong, either! YOU HAVE TO BE WITH RAN FAN!

You're dating number 3 and introduce him to your parents. Will they get along?

No wai! I date boys only!

Number 4 loves number 9 as well. What does that mean?

It means that FMA is officially on CRACK!

Will number 5 and 6 ever kiss?

NO!

6 appears to be a player, he breaks many hearts. What do you do?

Al? Really? But he's so cute!

You had a haircut and 7 can't stop looking at you. What goes on in your mind?

Shorty better not make fun of my pimpin' hair!

Number 8 thinks he'll never get a girlfriend. What will you tell him?

You don't need a girlfriend!

Arrow Millenium, Naoko Elric, AnimeFallingStar, AiOtaku, Wrath lover

YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...

You talk to yourself a lot.

You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (Of coures I talk to myself. Well, do I? Yes, I do. Well it's not my fault I'm so charming. Yeah, I know... I sound like Chris Jericho. Yeah, I do.)

When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (Writing lists is funny. Not it's not! Oh I don't know...)

After uttering a profound piece 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 caffeine.

You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then disappear 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 Sticks 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.

(copy that into you're profile if you fit one or more of the descriptions)

Copy and paste this onto your profile if you use bold, italics, and underline at the same time just to see if your computer will explode.

92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breath. Copy this into your profile if you'd be part of the 8 percent laughing your butt off

If Miley Cyrus were standing on a building about to jump, 96 of the teenage population would be begging her to come down safe. Copy and paste this onto your profile if you're one of the 4 yelling "JUMP BITCH!"

For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you just what you find so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour long sob-fest, then start singing and dancing when your favorite song plays. Crazy is when you do or say a totally random thing, like "do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or start having a thumbwar with yourself (I find that I am a very tough opponent). So if you're crazy, copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever run into a tree, copy this into your profile.

If you ever read past two in the morning, copy and paste this to your profile.

If you have a true friend, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you ever forgot your name, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, copy this into your profile.

If you or your best friend is insane copy this into your profile.

Copy and paste this onto your profile if you've ever tried to use alchemy by snapping your fingers, clapping your hands, or drawing a transmutation circle.

You know you live in 2008 when...

1) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.

2) You haven't played solitare with real cards for years

3) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they don't have a screenname or myspace

4) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV

6) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.

7) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.

8) As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.

9) And you were too busy to notice number 5.

10) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.

11) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.

12) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did

STOP ANIMAL ABUSE! IF YOU ARE AGAINST ANIMAL ABUSE, PUT THIS ON YOUR BIO

STOP CHILD ABUSE! IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE, PUT THIS ON YOUR BIO

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic.

Her only friend
Was a little toy bear.
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair.

She always talked to it
When no one's around.
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound.

Until her parents
Unlock the door.
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure.

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face.
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly cries.
She loves her parents
But they want her to die.

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking
"God, why? Why is
My life always sinking?"

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did.

Then one night
Her mom came home high.
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by.

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade.
It was sharp and pointy.
One that she made.

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest.
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying.
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying.

Police showed up
At the small little house.
They quickly barged in.
Everything was as quiet as a mouse.

One officer slowly
Opened the door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor.

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm.
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms.

Don't you dare scoff at me. Repost this if you believe child abuse has to stop.

If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile

If you believe in God, put this in your profile

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

98 percent of teenagers have tried smoking weed. If you are one of the 2 percent that haven't, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever wondered what the afterlife is like, copy this into your profile

99.8 percent of anime fans are obsessing over Naruto. If you are the last few of the clan who can think up three better animes than Naruto put this on your bio.

For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (BOLD the ones you are.)

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.
I'M RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore...
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so i must be GAY TOO
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas
Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction
Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be a prude
Im STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks
I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil (So I’ve been told)
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too. (just one, not all of my friends)
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE.. So I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse
I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and is A MURDERER!
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT so I MUST be having cyber sex.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.
I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroos
I write LEMONS, so I MUST be a twisted pervert.
I wear GLASSES, so I MUST be a dork or nerd

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus’ arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this.

We all know or knew someone like this!!

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.
So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.'
He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'
There was a big smile on his face.It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes.We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation.I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great.He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today was one of those days.I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can :1) Put this on your profile or 2) Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart. As you can see, I took choice number 1.
'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.'
There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.