Author has written 4 stories for Naruto.
After very long consideration, I have decided to terminate my account here on FanFiction. I will be taking my stories down in a few days and then I will permanently delete my account from the site. Unfortunately, that also means that my current on-going story "Kitsune's War" will not be finished. I just no longer have any inspiration for my stories I have written. Honestly, I haven't even read or watched Naruto in about a year or longer. How can I write about something that I no longer keep up with? I simply can't. I'm sorry for the inconvenience this caused anyone, but truthfully, life will be full of many more (and probably worse) disappointments. If anyone wishes to know the ending I had in store for Kitsune's War, PM me and I will tell you.
Hi!! This is my page. Everything on this page (my comments) are what I feel and sometimes what I believe in. I speak from my heart. So if there's something on this page that you don't like or disagree with then you have two options:
1.) Deal with it and go to the next thing or
2.) There's a little red box up at the very top of the page, right hand corner...see it? It has an X in it. Click on it!! and have a nice day.
If there is something that offends then let me know. I'm not here to offend people only speak my mind and sometimes I can piss some people off. (pretty common occurance actually)
Things About Me!
Gender: I am female, just incase you don't know.
Origin:I am from Alabama! I love my home state, although it has it's bad qualities.
Favorite Anime: I used to love watching Naruto, Bleach, Inyuasha. (I say used to because we cut our sattelite off back in August ('08), so I haven't been able to watch it since then.)
Favorite Pairings: NarutoXHinata (all time fav.), ShikamaruXTemari, GarraXTenten, KurenaiXAsuma, KagomeXInyuasha, IchigoXOrihime and MirokuXSango.
Favorite Manga: Naruto, Bleach, Vampire Knight, Yuyu Hakusho (I think is how you spell it.), and Haruko:Beyond the Stream of Time:The Tale of the Eight Gaurdians and many more.
Favorite Saying: Late one night in broad daylight two dead brothers started to fight. Back to back they faced each other, drew thier swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman heard the noise and came and shot the two dead boys. If you don't believe this tale is true just ask the blind man; he saw it too. I'm not sure who wrote that. My English teacher wrote it on the board one day and it kinda stuck with me.
I got these from Blizzard of love's profile and liked them.
'I'm not so good at advice. Can I interest you in a sarcastic comment?
"One should not experience the act of love untill one is in love"
Copy And Paste My comments are the normal font. (poor u)
-98 of teenagers have participated in underage drinking and drugs. If you're one of the 2 who hasn't, copy this into your profile wearing a smirk of pride
Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Shadow929, The Astrology Nerd, brown-eyed angelofmusic, piratesswriter/fairy to be, The Gypsy-Pirate Queen, watching-waiting-wishing, 100-percent-Harry-Potter-obsessed, iluvdavidwright45, dianeandnumairareahotcouple,windsoftiti, Ilovethelittletacos...Ilovethemgood, i-have-issues-deal-with-it, Kiba Obsessed Demonic Angel, Digital98, Anime-Kunoichi,Chinbaldo,Naruto Ninja44,May and Dawn are the best, rst64tlc,NeonZangetsu, Amconsequat,MehaandIruka
If you approve gay-marrigaes put this in your profile and add your name to the list: Gaara's-pandachan101, art-is-a-BANG-2-hard-to-resist, Lee-All-The-Way, Starship13, Wistful-Dreamer, Calypphire, Shadow-Ravin, BlackPheonix913, Valerya Potter, Dowash, shinni.evvk, Blizzard of love, MehaandIruka
Things Girls Don't Realize!
But most of all
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?"
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'
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school, he told his friends that it was cool , and when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack! Mummy I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye, I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another, and all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much, and please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now, and tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest, mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class, and never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this, mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try, I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest, but mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest, mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would, I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new, I guess I'm not going with daddy, on that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid, I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live, but mummy I must go now the time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date , I love you mummy I always have, I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you", In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would, pass this around, I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground, if you pass this on, maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart, for the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
Now you have two choices
1) repost and show you care
2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)
I agree with keeping guns in the house for protection but you have to teach the children that they aren't toys and they aren't for for showing off. Responsiblity first!
Re-post this to help stop racism:
Black and White:
A black man was talking to a white man and said: "I'm black. When I was born I was black. When I grew up I was black. When I'm sick I'm black. When I go in the sun I'm black. When I'm cold I'm black. When I die I'll still be black. But you: When you were born you were pink. When you grew up you were white. When you're sick you're green. When you go in the sun you're red. When you're cold you're blue. When you die you'll be purple. And you have the nerve to call me colored. "
--IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS--
I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the highschool student too confused by other people to know my own heart.
--IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS--
This is actually something that I recieved in an e-mail, but I decided to post it up here. It's sort of happy...in a sad way. Just read it plz.
What would you do?…You make the choice. Don’t look for a punch line, there isn’t one. Read it anyways. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?
At a fundraiser dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be the forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
‘When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?’
The audience was stilled by the query.
The father continued ‘I believe that when a child like Shay, who is mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself and it comes in the way other people treat that child.’
Then he told the following story: Shay and I had walked by a park where some boys Shay knew were playing ball. Shay asked ‘Do you think they’ll let me play?’ I knew that most of the boys would not like someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said ‘We’re losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he could be on our team and we’ll try to but him in to bat in the ninth inning.’
Shay struggled over to the team’s bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay’s team scored a few runs, but were still behind by three.
In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and in the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay’s team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next o bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, much less make with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team was putting aside winning for this moment in Shay’s life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball softly in Shay could at least make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown it to the first baseman.
Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman’s head, out of reach of all teammates.
Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling: ‘Shay, run to first! Run to first!’ Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far, but he made it to first base.
He scampered down the base-line, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled ‘Run to second, run to second!’
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.
By the time Shay rounded towards the second base, the right fielder had the ball. The smallest guy on their team who now had this chance to be a hero for his team.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher’s intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman’s head.
Shay ran towards the third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases towards home. All were shouting ‘Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay!’
Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of the third base and shouted ‘Run to third! Shay, run to third!’
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming ‘Shay, run home! Run home!’
Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.
‘That day.’ Said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, ‘the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.’
Shay didn’t make it another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:
We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second-thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate…The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion and decency is often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
If you’re thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you’re probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren’t the ‘appropriate’ ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the ‘natural order of things.’
So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:
Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process. A wise man once said every society is judged by how it’s least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices:
1. Ignore this 2. Pass it along
May your day, be a Shay day.
As I said this was originally an e-mail so that's whats up with the footnote and I left it there because it's kinda true. Please...feel free to paste this onto your profiles and even e-mail it to some of your friends who aren't on fanfiction. The only thing changed is the options which were Delete or Forward. Plz...This is what this message is for. All it takes is ONE person to make any kind of difference. So plz...pass this around. Who knows...We might just change this mixed up world of ours.
So this is something that xtops sent to me and I immediately loved it. Read and share, please!!
US Marine; got to love this guy.
If you don't know GOD, don't make stupid remarks!!!!
A United States Marine was attending some college courses between Assignments.
The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by
The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in
The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting America's
THIS IS GOOD, KEEP IT GOING!!!!
Foot note to this story.
To the America's soldiers that are protecting our country right now, may God
Please, please, please pass this along. The soldiers need all the support they can get. They deserve so much more for everything they do for us; the least we can do is thank them for it.