Author has written 11 stories for Naruto.
These two songs make up my lifestyle. They are everything I am and everything I want to be, simultaneously.
young blood by the naked and famous.
you will leave a mark by a silent film.
I need closure, badly, so I'll be finishing The Journal over the summer, 2011.
There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.
Facts on Me
I love poetry; I've been writing for nearly three years, though it feels like so many more.
I'm done with European History, struggling no longer. I struggled for about 3/4 of a year with AP Chem, but now that AP tests are done, I have (some) spare time!!
I don't have that crush on that guy anymore. I'm over him :). I guess he is still my friend. It's a love-hate relationship, or a platonic-hate relationship, or just plain platonic. It's nice. I mean, it's better.
I want to play more tennis now.
I'm done my SATs. SAT II's, next, land ho!
Love big vocabulary:
I love Spanish and French.
I have about four very, very close friends, a handful of close friends, and many more acquiantances.
Sylvia Plath is my muse.
My fav. tennis player is Martina Hingis. :)
I find this funny now:
A friend sent this email to me, and I was amused enough to put it up here. It's sad that we can actually get some of these jokes, but they're quite funny
George W. Bush
We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to
know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is
either with us or it is against us. There is no middle ground here.
I invented the chicken. I invented the road. Therefore, the chicken
crossing the road represented the application of these two different
fuctions of government in a new, reinvented way designed to bring
greater services to the American people.
This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in
dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
The chicken's habitat on the original side of the road had been polluted
by unchecked industrialist greed. The chicken did not reach the
unspoiled habitat on the other side of the road because it was crushed
by the wheels of a gas-guzzling SUV.
To steal a job from a decent, hard-working American.
I don't know why the chicken crossed the road, but I'll bet it was
getting a government grant to cross the road, and I'll bet someone out
there is already forming a support group to help chickens with
crossing-the-road syndrome. Can you believe this? How much more of
this can real Americans take? Chickens crossing the road paid for by
their tax dollars, and when I say tax dollars, I'm talking about your
money, money the government took from you to build roads for chickens to
No one called to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a
standing order at the farmer's market to sell my eggs when the price
dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider
Because the chicken was gay! Isn't it obvious? can't you people see
the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken as going to the
other side. That's what they call it-- the other side. Yes, my
friends, that chicken is gay. And, if you eat that chicken you will
become gay too.
Did the chicken cross the road?
Did he cross it with a toad?
Yes, the chicken crossed the road,
But why it crossed, I've not been told!
To die. In the rain. Alone.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads
without having their motives called into question.
In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone
told us that the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough for
Isn't that interesting? In a few moments we will be listening to the
chicken tell, for the first time, the heart-warming story of how it
experienced a serious case of molting and went on to accomplish its
life-long dream of crossing the road.
Imagine all the chickens crossing roads in peace.
It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
It was an historical inevitability.
I may not agree with what the chicken did, but I will defend to the
death its right to do it.
To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.
You saw it cross the road with your own eyes! How many more chickens
have to cross before you believe it?
The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road
reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
I have just released eChicken 2003, which will not only cross roads, but
will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your
checkbook- and Internet Explorer is an inextricable part of eChicken.
Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move beneath the
I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What do you mean by
chicken? Could you define chicken, please?
I missed one?
I think shaving is stupid and annoying.
I think too much.
I love to write, of course, though this here (following stories beneath) isn't my best writing. I consider myself much more versed (get it? hah) in poetry.
my goal in life is to get stuck in a day-long traffic jam, and
I never really THOUGHT that I was a "90's kid" since I was born in 1994 so it's rather obvious I don't remember much from that time period...but actually I can relate to quite a few of the following! Bolded is mine :)
You're a 90's kid if:
You can finish this 'ice ice _'
I think that's it.
I think of fanfiction as a stepping stone, temporary like a rung of the ladder: the rung of a ladder was only meant to hold you up until you got to the next step.
I'm sorry; I'm already taking my right foot off this ladder of fanfiction. Don't worry. I'll definitely finish
I don't know about the others, but something I promise is that they'll be written with my writing abilities. They won't be something I just write to get it over with.
I have lots of documents that are probably better writing material than most of my fanfiction posted here. I want to get published someday :) And I can assure you that poetry takes frontseat while writing fanfiction takes backseat. But I'll always write. I hope you do too.
P.S: (because there's always a need for Postscripts...) Talk to me. I'll talk back. I only bite sometimes, haha. Kidding. No. Really XD