August 14th 2009- 'Lo everybody. Just in case anyone was wondering, no I haven't disappeared off the face of the planet. I'm on vacation starting tomorrow until the 22nd with no internet access, so that means no funny/ "what the...?" reviews from me probably until the 28th, because then I'm getting ready to move back to school on the 27th. Love, hugs, and good wishes to anyone who decided to pass through until then! =)

'Lo everyone! Name's Colleen and I'm 19. That's all the personal info you'll get though. Fandoms I follow are Harry Potter, NCIS, Torchwood and a bit of Twilight and maybe some new Doctor Who thrown in for good measure but I love crossovers. I support almost any ship as long as the story is well written, but I do love slash fanfiction, a more detailed description of those will follow. There are some ships that I dislike though, such as "twincest" and incest fics. No thank you.

Fandoms: Harry Potter, NCIS, and Twilight.
Crossovers: HP/ Twilight, HP/Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel fandoms, HP/Charmed, a few others here and there.

Harry Potter:
Harry/Draco
Harry/Charlie
Harry/Bill
Harry/Ginny
Harry/Luna (occasionally)
Harry/Severus (again occasionally, if it is well-written. I like father/son stories much better.)
Ron/Hermione
Ron/Luna (sometimes)
Neville/Luna
Neville/Ginny (sometimes)
Bill/Fleur
Remus/Sirius! ("Like brothers" my ass. lol)

Crossovers:
Harry/Edward (Twilight)
Harry/Chris or Harry/Wyatt (Charmed)
Harry/Spike preferably (Buffy/Angel)
Harry/Angel (Buffy/Angel)
Harry/Faith (Buffy/Angel)

NCIS:
Tony/Ziva
Tony/Gibbs
Gibbs/Abby
Gibbs/Jenny
McGee/Abby
Tony/McGee (occasionally)

Twilight:
Edward/Bella
Carlisle/Esme
Jasper/Alice
Emmett/Rosalie
Jacob/Renesmee

Buffy:
Angel/Spike
Angel/Buffy
Spike/Buffy
Xander/Spike
Xander/Faith
Willow/Tara

Torchwood:
Jack/Ianto
Ianto/Owen
Owen/Tosh
Gwen/Rhys

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Copy this into your profile if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

I AM THE GIRL

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment),who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her (yet it would be nice) and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone.:HarryArtemis1220, edwardcullenissosexy, Pixel Alice, ME LOVEY JAZZY, Gandalf the Grey-Edelwiess, DoYouReallySeeMe, Potter's Angels, CelticHeiressFiona

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´~Pass the ribbon around if you know someone that has survived, DIED, or is living with cancer...

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this into your profile.

If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?

Whoever said anything is possible, clearly has never tried slamming a revolving door.

They say "Guns don't kill people, people kill people." Well I think the guns help. If you stood there and yelled BANG, I don't think you'd kill to many people...

I got five-hundred feet of red wire at a flee market, up by Dunmore High School. Twenty bucks for the whole spool. Crazy. What a deal. camera zooms in on Dwight climbing up a hydro pole through the window Ah, he'll be fine; I made it up there. -Jim, The Office

"So can I ask about you and Lucas or is that like saying 'Voldemort'?" -Mia, One Tree Hill

Andrew:"Alvert! Good luck exploring the infinite abyss."
Albert:"Thank you, and Hey, you too." -Garden State

"Are you like a crazy person?" -Evey Hammond, V for Vendetta

"Glen Coco? Four for you, Glen Coco! You go, Glen Coco! And none for Gretchen Wieners, bye!" -Damien, Mean Girls

"Everything in here is eatable. Even I am eatable, but that is called cannabalism, my dear children, and frowned upon in most societies." -Willy Wonka

Number 60. I am no longer allowed to use the words “pimp cane” in front of Draco Malfoy.
Number 94. Albus Dumbledore is not my personal Jesus.
Number 104. I will not lock the Slytherins and Gryffindors in a room together and take bets on who will come out alive.
Number 105. I will not give Hagrid Pokemon cards and convince him they are real animals.
Number 106. I will not teach the house elves to impersonate Jar Jar Binks.
Number 107. I will not sing The Badger Song during Hufflepuff-Slytherin Quidditch matches.