Author has written 9 stories for Inuyasha, D N Angel, Naruto, Dark-Hunter series, Animorphs, and Team Fortress 2.
So, due to me making this when I was a high school freshman and stupid, I am completely re-doing the description of this profile. Kinda late... College freshman now. But, better late than never!
So. I write. I like doing so. I have been writing since I was able to hold a pencil and string two words together. I'm into a lot of random stuff, and it really shows in my writings. I tend to start something, post it, then get busy and not really remember it until I'm going through my stuff months later. Yeah, I'm THAT kind of girl. My mind is also a random jumble of things. For instance, while picking a piece of lint off of my Angry Birds tee just now, my mind randomly told me "Macaroni and cheese." I am not hungry. I just randomly want to think about baking a delicious dish of mac and cheese. Mmmm...
I've been through a lot of stuff personally, and some of my stuff may reflect on some of my "darker" musings. Pay them no heed. I can get rather dark, but I'm perfectly safe and healthy... Most of the time. ;)
I used to have a list of my interests right about here. As in, Fanfiction interests. However, those interests change almost weekly, so I've given up trying to keep up with myself.
Uh... Some random info about me...
Not to be sexist, but I BELONG in the kitchen... I love baking! But not microwaving... That's just nasty! ;)
I am as straight as a rainbow. I've been described as pansexual, though "officially," I'm bi. I don't give a damn what I am... I just know girls can be as hot as guys.
I broke my little toe the summer after eighth grade. I was running around the house after watching InuYasha, pretending to be a half-demon, and managed to whack it on the oven. I couldn't wear closed-toed shoes all summer. For some reason, my mom wouldn't take me to the ER over a broken little toe... No matter HOW much I whined that it was a serious injury and I would need surgery and half a year to fix my poor, deformed toe. I got an ice bag.
I like Oreos, but double-stuffed are icky.
I am good friends with a twelve-year-old kid, who I have known since he was ten, constantly texting me, asking me about video games, and, mainly, animes. I also got him INTO anime, and I somehow managed to get him, his parents, and kid sister to Tora Con 2012 AND 2013... They randomly drove up two hours to hang with me and a bunch of my friends dressed as freaks the first year. The 12 year old was wearing a Domo shirt. His 8 year old sister was pure Hello Kitty, and the dad got his picture taken with some chick in Gothic Lolita. Awesomest. Family. Ever!
I wear glasses. I am nearly blind without them. How I am not considered legally blind is anyone's guess. Aaaand... I drive! :D
I'm an addict to Sherrilyn Kenyon books. Right now, the League and her Hunter books. Soon, it shall be everything to do with her...
I hate it when people ask if Vocaloid is an anime.
I am an addict to role-play.
I work in retail. And sometimes, you people make me want to throw up my hands and announce that I'm done, I quit, and then tell you I'm not dealing with your shit. And, since I work at JCP, I get a lot of comments about how we support the "gay agenda," which is funny... I didn't know we had an agenda! Actually, let me clear up come misconceptions... I am NOT corporate. Complaining to me about something corporate is doing is completely useless. They will NOT listen to me. If you want change, you have to tell them YOURSELF, because I, as an employee, for some reason have less of a voice than the customer. If you ask me if we're being sued, I will shrug and say I don't know anything. Don't ask me about if something is good quality. Unless I know it's good, I WILL say I've heard good things, but haven't personally worn the brand myself. And I do not have eyes in the back of my head. If I'm all on my lonesome ringing someone out with my back to you, I will NOT see you come up behind me and plop your purchases on the counter. So, if I leave the counter to help someone else, do NOT yell at me. You need to wait in line, not on a counter I can not see. It's easy to find it... There's a sign that says "Line forms here."
I am, forever and always, a Potterhead. My brother will quiz me. He will look up quotes online, and randomly shout them out to me. I often shout back what book it was in, and often times what events were happening when the line was spoken. He says my accuracy is 93%.
I have had a crush on the guy I'm seeing for four years. I am finally with him. I am deaf to all insults. In fact, I'm half deaf, too! I've worn hearing aids for eleven years!
My grandmother is for gay marriage, she approves of me going around in short shorts and belly shirts, and she likes for me to blast Japanese music and random modern artists at full-volume in the car. She is 72 years old. She acts 20. She is officially the awesomest grandma ever.
I am aware that awesomest is not a word. However, I shall use it as one, anyways.
I wear hearing aids. I am not deaf. It is not funny to mouth the words "Can you hear me?" while making no sound. No, really. It's not funny. I know funny.
I am a bronie and proud of it!!
I am bad at math. We believe I have something called dyscalculia, which is BASICALLY like dyslexia for numbers. It's not exactly that, but it's the easiest way to explain it. However, our insurance does not cover getting tested, even if you can pull up your report cards and say "I'm consistently strong in every subject BUT math! Blah, blah, blah!" and it is $800-$1000 to get tested. Obviously, as a retail worker and daughter of divorced parents who are barely making ends meet, we do not have that sort of money.
One of the proudest moments of my life came when I was working in a grocery store on Halloween. I was in a costume I made (by myself!) for a Renaissance Faire. I had an old lady come up to me and ask me excitedly where I bought it. I was confused and I said "I... didn't?" She asked who made it for me. I said that I had made it. Her jaw fell to the floor.
My mother got a similar reaction when showing her friend a picture of the prom dress I made for one of my best friends. Note: Actual corsets are a pain in the ass to make! But, what the girl wanted, she got... Breathing problems and all! I think the inability to breathe correctly while wearing a corset signifies that I made it correctly...