favorite couples:A) Maxica (Max and Monica), Terqua (Terra Aqua) , Sasusaku (Sasuke and Sakura)

Story: Unknown name.

instrument: i play the piano.

writers Rank: Newb

location of origin: Puerto Rico

First language: Spanish

Second language: English

Language i wish to learn: Japanese

I'm currently working on a new story who's name I have yet to come up with. It's gonna be based on my dark cloud rpg forum but with a few extra details on the plot.

I'll do my best but my family tends to go gorilla (specially my dad)d

Now i put this in my profile because i liked it when i read it in Yellow 14's profile

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 dont have a screenname or my space

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

I lied i put this here cause i fell for it and did everything except 7 and 8

Something else on yellow 14's profile:

A young man was lost wandering in a forest, when he came upon a small
> >house.
> > He knocked on the door and was greeted by an ancient Chinese man with a
> > long, grey beard. 'I'm lost,' said the man. 'Can you put me up for the
> > night?'> > 'Certainly,' the Chinese man said, 'but on one condition. If you so much
> > as
> > lay a finger on my daughter, I will inflict upon you the three worst
> > Chinese
> > tortures known to man.'> > 'Ok,' said the man, thinking that the daughter must be pretty old as well,
> > and entered the house.> > Before dinner, the daughter came down the stairs. She was young,
> > beautiful,
> > and had a fantastic figure. She was obviously attracted to the young man
> > since she couldn't keep her eyes off him during the meal.> > Remembering the old man's warning, he ignored her and went up to bed
> > alone.
> > But during the night, he could bear it no longer, and sneaked into her
> > room
> > for a night of passion. He was careful to keep everything quiet so the old
> > man wouldn't hear.> > Near dawn he crept back to his room, exhausted, but happy. He woke to feel
> > a
> > pressure on his chest. Opening his eyes he saw a large rock on his chest
> > with a note on it that read, 'Chinese Torture 1: Large rock on chest.'
> > 'Well, that's pretty crappy,' he thought. 'If that's the best the old man
> > can do then I don't have much to worry about.' He picked the boulder up,
> > walked over to the window and threw the boulder out. As he did so he
> > noticed
> > another note on it that read: 'Chinese Torture 2: Rock tied to left
> > testicle.' In a panic he glanced down and saw the rope that was already
> > getting close to the end. Figuring that a few broken bones was better than
> > castration, he jumped out of the window after the boulder. As he plummeted
> > downward he saw a large sign on the ground that read, 'Chinese Torture 3:
> > Right testicle tied to bedpost.'

From fanfiction writer Racheljhoson

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

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg.

The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid.

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae.

The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

Amzanig huh?

Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you can read that please put it in your profile.

A bunch of stuff from Soultaker 78

One day a guy dies and finds himself in hell.
As he is wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with the devil...
Satan: "Why so glum?"
Guy: "What do you think? I'm in hell!"
Satan: "Hell's not so bad. We actually have a lot of fun down here. You a drinking man?"
Guy: "Sure, I love to drink."
Satan: "Well, you're gonna love Mondays then. On Mondays, that's all we do is drink. Whiskey, tequila, Guinness, wine coolers, Tab, and Fresca. We drink 'til we throw up, and then we drink some more! And you don't have to worry about getting a hangover, because you're dead anyway."

Guy: "Gee that sounds great!"
Satan: "You a smoker?"
Guy: "You better believe it"
Satan: "All right! You're gonna love Tuesdays We get the finest cigars from all over the world, and smoke our lungs out. If you get cancer - no
biggie, you're already dead, remember?"

Guy: "Wow...that's awesome!"
Satan: "I bet yo u like to gamble."
Guy: "Why, yes, as a matter of fact I do."
Satan: "Good, 'cause Wednesdays you can gamble all you want. Craps, blackjack, roulette, poker, slots, whatever. If you go bankrupt, it
doesn't matter, you're dead anyhow."

Guy: "Cool!"
Satan: "What about drugs?"
Guy: "Are you kidding? Love drugs! You don't mean...?"
Satan: "That's right! Thursday is drug day. Help yourself to a great big bowl of crack or smack Smoke a doobie the size of a submarine. You
can do all the drugs you want You're dead so who cares."

Guy: "Wow! I never realized Hell was such a cool place!"

Satan: "You gay?"
Guy: "No..."

Satan: "Oooo, Fridays are gonna be tough..."

--POST THIS INTO YOUR PROFILE IF YOU THINK HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!!--

I'm sorry

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'