hey I'm mayumi mizuki but call me Mi-Chan;P i LOVE naruto, fullmetal alchemist anima and tenchi muyo manga=D

i also LOVE wow

as for what i look like I'm short and just as cranky bout it as ed Elric,

i LOVE royal blue, spaghetti, hanging with my pals, writing my fan fic and listening to Staind and Evanecence, and reading books.

Hello all, I realized that my basic info is about out of date. As much as my account name no longer suits me quite as much, I'm loath to change it and have someone be unable to find me(if anyone wants to.) Thus no change other than on here.

My new penname is Sylwia Kiley.

My naruto kick is mostly faded, unfortunately leaving those stories without any drive.

I am extremely happy to say that my state, Minnesota is the twelfth state to legalize gay marriage!

Despite the years gone by some things don't change;

Very little progress in the height department, still a diehard bookworm, and I still adore blue.

Massive Harry Potter and Lord of the rings kick currently. In highschool = busy as hell.

Any way, thanks for bothering with a incredibly weird profile and all.

--lotr fic has first chap up

gender: achyper, bookworm kinda gal=P

girls always hit harder than boys.

the super nice girls usually have "evil" inner self's aka very mischievous! MUAHAAHAAHAAHAA!!

fan fics are usually in three category's for me: epic,ok, awful(most are half way between epic and ok:D

i own NOTHING! i don wanna repeat this in every chappie so here ya go.

there is now a joint account for me and neoko-chan, we will be posting joint stories and random rps there. major fic in the works.

sorry again, life has been spinning like a top lately, i am settling down slightly and over break imma start on some of my fics. also i am going to be rewriting JNS, and WHL.-officially i am on hiatus for all stories, break went to hell and things are still not good, im sorry but i need to focus on school and other issues. i will try to be back before summer. no promises. - ok, getting a bit o' breathing room, will be working off and on. again so sorry. inspiration at this point is sketchy. also,i think some more agnsty fics are gonna pop up, mostly due to recent events in my life, if you dont like them sorry i'll try to add a few happy parts as well. again thank you all i love the reviews, they have made my day :)-- OK, I'm back on my feet, and unfortunately school is fast approaching, meaning it's hectic, I make no guarantees on updates, as most of those stories are either horribly stuck, Or just not gonna happen. The others are done, but there is a joint fic on it's way, a lotr( lord of the rings)one.

heres a list of all fics that i will be working on soon. this list will be updated as relevant;

Wolf's heart Lock: rewrite,

jiraya's new student: rewrite on a few things

as well as a few harry potter fics still in the concept stage.

also, new naruto fic up, partner fic to konoha spring, i present: konoha moonlight

Musing of a colleague- harry potter, a professor thinks of a certain potions master after the final battle. Oneshot

Historical musings-companion piece to musings of a colleague, the same professor compares two dark haired wizards.one shot.

Roel( ring of endless light)- a partnership with neoko-chan, lotr, planning on epic lengh, two girls reborn in middle earth in the second age. Previously sisters by heart and choice, now contrasting twins. First part.

New harry potter fix, as well as a lotr one

if i mess up or offend you please tell me, i can be a tad clueless some times. sorry.

crazy is a loose term for me. your crazy:

when you stare at the wall and think absolutely nothing then say something totally embarrassing..

when you say that teens are crazy when your a teen.

when you go ask your mom if you can go bungee jumping... the answer will most likely be : never!...

when you go outside in your PJ's with no shoes or socks to meet a pal coming over (in winter) I've done that..

when you have a 5 1/2 ft stuffed salmon in your room that your uncle from Alaska gave you... I've done that too...

when you eat 3 big bowls of spaghetti in a row.. I've also done that...

when you ask your dad if you can go on a date... uhh almost as stupid as asking mom to bungee jump...

when you play match maker for you single mom/dad... not gonna end good...

when you blurt out to your insanely strict grama that she looks old...(your soon to be dead meat.. she has a tenderizer and has used it...)

when you drink 4 liters of Pepsi in one sitting... at your aunts old old farm house... ( gonna be up all night in a spooky house... alone...)

when you randomly kiss a toad

when you stay up writing that last part of some thing

when your alive!! muahahahahahaaaa!;P

when you swing a sword around for fun and a work out

that's when you know your crazy/insane/nuts... and that your a teen;P (WARNING!! INSANITY IS CONTAGIOUS ESPECIALLY WHEN HANGING WITH FRIENDS...BEWARE!!)

-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. If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile.

--Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!

Guy: No, this is fun

Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you, now slow down!

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gives him a big hug

Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.

In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she could live.

If you would do this for a loved

FAKE VS. REAL

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.

REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.

FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.

REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Damn … we really messed up … but that sure was fun!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.

REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it’s yours.

FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.

REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.

REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.

REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.(AKA. Drinking Buddies)

REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.

REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what’s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.

REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

REAL FRIENDS: Will repost this.

To Every Girl:

To every girl that is SCARED to put her heart out there again, because she has been HURT too many times or so badly.

To every girl that has been cheated on, because she's not a slut who gives it up to any guy.

To every girl that dresses cute, not skanky.

To every girl who wants to be called beautiful, not hot.

To every girl that will spend her whole day looking for the perfect present for you.

To every girl who gets her heart broken, because he chose that bitch instead.

To every girl that would die to have a decent boyfriend.

To every girl who would just once like to be treated like a princess.

To every girl that cries at night because of another heartbreak.

To every girl that won't get down on her knees open her mouth just to get a boyfriend.

To every girl that just wants to hold hands.

To every girl that kisses him with meaning.

To every girl who just wishes he cared more.

To every girl who would just once want a guy to give their jacket up when they are cold.

To every girl who just wants him to call.

To every girl who lies awake at night thinking about him.

To every girl that just wants to cuddle.

To every girl that just wants to sleep with him without having sex.

To every girl who shows how much she cares and gets nothing back.

To every girl that thought "maybe this one could be the one."

To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff when she actually doesn't think it is funny.

To every girl who is just looking for that one and only. and is having a rough time along the way.

To every girl that doesn't want a guy who just plays with her emotions but actually cares about how she feels.

To every girl who wants words backed up with actions.

To every girl who doesn't just want to be another pretty face.

To every girl that fell for all the lies only to find themselves alone in the end.

To every girl that gave her heart away to have it shoved back in her face. never again

To every girl that has faith that "tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be.

If you are a nice girl put this on you profile under the title : "To every girl."

If you are a guy that thinks every girl should try to think about even a few of these things repost it as "I am looking for this girl" or if u have this girl put this on you profile under the title " I have this girl"

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.

Girls Don't realize these things;

I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry
that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry
That I cared

I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'

If You're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'

graias/thanks/arigato/shishi ppls! hope ya like:) ja ne Mi-Chan