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My name is Katherine Divine, and my favorite books/ series are currently: The Phantom Stallion series, Vampire Academy, The Gallagher girls series, The Uglies series, The Fault in Our Stars, and Divergent series.
I love writing, but the problem is that I rarely finish a fic since I tend to bounce around with my ideas, and don't post them much for this reason, though I love reading other fics!
I like the TV shows The Vampire Diaries, The Nine Lives of Chloe King, Pretty Little Liars, and The Secret Circle, Sailor Moon, Teen Wolf, The Carrie Diaries, Supernatural, Sherlock and Doctor Who.
My Top Fandoms Currently: (in order from favorite to least)
Doctor Who, Supernatural, Sherlock, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
My Favorite Pairings
(This may change soon because I haven't yet worked up the courage to finish the series, DTs regeneration was just too heart breaking, though I look forwards to the Ponds!
TenXRose (favorite pairing, love DT)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Gallagher Girls Series
Phantom Stallion Series
Least Favorite Parings
DoctorXDonna (They seemed to have a much more sibling like relationship to me)
DoctorXReinette (I could rant about this episodes lack of regard for the established characterization forever, but will just leave it at that.)
Gallagher Girls Series
Phantom Stallion Series
Quotes and Other Things
Rock, Paper, Sissors
I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no way Paper can beat Rock. Is Paper supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? If so, why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that crap up in two seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my ready made fist and say, oh, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you! Copy and paste this if you have ever wondered the same thing.
It's always in the last place you look... because then you stop looking.
Your guy side
X You love hoodies.
X You love jeans.
XYou've played with/against boys on a team.
Shopping is torture.
X You own/Ed a DS, PS2 or Sega.
X You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
Sleep with your socks on at night.
Your girl side:
X You wear lip gloss/Chap stick.
XYou wear eyeliner.
XYou smile a lot more than you should.
X You love the movies.
i'm more of a girl :)
My favorite quote ever... from a movie idk which one...
I Hate to break it to you, but in the real world...
HOW COULD YOU? - By Jim Willis, 2001
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh.
You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate.
I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her.
I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement.
I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them,and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow,
I became their friend.
They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose.
I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog,
that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.
These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog ," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets.
You've made the right decision for your "family, " but there was a time when I was your only family I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter.
It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her."
They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers."
You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you.
You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.
After you left, the 2 nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago & made no attempt to find me another good home.
They shook their heads & asked "How could you?"
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow.
They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.
When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry.
My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.
She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago.
She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said "I'm so sorry."
She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her .
It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever.
May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
This is a true story:
Her dad was a drunk
Her only friend
She always talked to it
Until her parents
A bruise on her leg
But she grabs her bear
She sits in the corner
Such a bad life
Then one night
Then her mom suddenly
She thrusted the blade
The mom walked out
Police showed up
One officer slowly
It must have been bad
(add this to your profile if your against child abuse)
Sweetie, if you're gonna be two-faced, at least make one of them pretty.
Friends believe in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself.
If life deals you lemons, make lemonade; if it deals you tomato juice, make Bloody Marys; but if it deals you a truckload of hand grenades . . . well, now, that's a message.
You have to take the good with the bad, smile when you're sad, love what you've got, and remember what you had. Always forgive, but never forget, learn from your mistakes but never regret. People change, and things go wrong, but just remember: life goes on.
What's this thing you call "normal"? Is it contagious? OMG! Don't touch me! I might catch your "normal"!
Keep your head held high; there are people who would kill to see you fall.
Tears wash the windows of our souls so we can see ourselves more clearly
Life's too short and nothing lasts forever, so live it up, drink it down, laugh it off, avoid the bull crap, and never have regrets, because at one point what you did was exactly what you wanted.
I name inanimate objects
sometimes you make me so mad I wanna throw you in the middle of on-going traffic; but then I realize I would probably kill myself trying to save you
Sometimes life isn't the party we hoped for, but since we're here we should dance.
She's so scared to get close to anyone because anyone that ever said, "I love you. . . I'll be there. . ." left.
Excuse me, have you seen my sanity? I think I lost it.
All those who have telekenesis, raise my hand.
I used to be normal... until I met those freaks I call my friends.
I dont obssess! I think intensley!
A tree only hits an automobile in self-defense.
When your life shatters into a million pieces, pick up the pieces, grab some glue, and make a new one.
People like you are the reason why people like me need medication.
Heaven doesn't want me, and Hell is afraid I'll take over.
I'm not crazy, my reality is just different than yours
Oh, I have a photographic memory... it just hasn't developed yet
Life is a test- I didn't take very good notes
I asked my teacher if I'd get in trouble for something I didn't do. She said of course not, so I told her I didn't do my homework
What upsets me is not that you lied to me; it's that from now on, I can no longer trust you.
Never underestimate the power of a good cry.
Why don't you slip into something more comfortable . . . like a coma?
Real love stories don't have happy endings because real love stories never end.
Do you know how hard it is to let you be so close to me when I know I can't have you?
The best things in life are unseen. That's why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry, and dream.
I'm called a tomboy because I can beat a lot of guys at a lot of things and still look good doing it.
My name must taste good--it's always in someone's mouth.
People are going to want you, need you, exceed you, take you, love you, hate you, play you, rate you, save you, and break you, but that's what makes you.
Whoever said nothing is impossible never tried slamming a revolving door. Or drowning a fish.
You know it's going to be a bad day when you fall out of bed and miss the floor.
Before you insult someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, you'll be a mile away AND have their shoes!
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.
Some people are like Slinkies. They're really good for nothing. But they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.
I am on a quest to the deepest, darkest corners of my room in search of what some would call "a floor" - a long and difficult task awaits me. Wish me luck my friends for I may not return alive.
Don’t mess with me I’ve got a stick
I used to be normal, until I met the freaks I call my friends
I don’t have an attitude problem you have a perception problem.
Evening News is where they begin with "Good Evening" then proceed to tell you why it isn't a good evening.
I can only please on person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow's not looking good, either.
Don't follow in my footsteps, I tend to walk into walls.
Till death do us part?… Love is there with or without life”
I don't hear the voices, I AM the voices.
Palm Reader: -gasp- "You're going to die. But don't worry, you'll live through it."
I used to care, but I take a pill for that now.
I call you squishy and you shall be mine. You will be my squishy!
One out of four people are insane. Look at three of your friends. If it's not them, it's you
When it rains on my party, I bust out the slip 'n slide
Enjoying the "Great Outdoors" would be better if it were great.
When life gives you lemons, make grape juice, then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.
My mind works like lightning...one flash and then it's gone.
My heart? Yeah. It's not a playground.
We fall for stupid boys, we make lots of dumb mistakes, we like to act stupid, talk really fast, and laugh really loud. But us teenage girls our good at one thing: Staying Strong.
There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE, now that's weird.
Being mature is overrated.
I'm not clumsy! The floor just hates me
I'm so gangster, I carry a squirt gun.
Anyone can reach the stars. If you can't reach them, catch one that falls.
Smile... it confuses people.
Labels are for cans, and in case you haven't noticed, I'm not a can!
Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us how to walk and talk, then the rest of our lives telling us to sit down and shut up.
My knight in shining armor turned out to be a loser in aluminum foil.
Live life for the little things, have a blast, look not he bright side, dance in the rain.
Note to Self: Normal is just a setting on washing machines
If you are anti-social sometimes copy this into your profile
Nerds are cool. Nerds are smart. Nerds will one day rule the universe. If you're a nerd and proud of it, copy this into your profile.
For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself.
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 Face Book, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl who hasn’t been asked out in a year. I am the girl who 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 who loves, and is obsessed with Vampire Academy (or Twilight), who can express herself better with words than with words, and knows the importance of little things.
Some examples of why the human race has probably evolved as far as possible.These are actual instruction labels on consumer goods...
On Sears hairdryer:Do not use while sleeping.
(Gee, that's the only time I have to work on my hair!)
On a bag of Fritos:You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside.
(The shoplifter special!)
On a bar of Dial soap:Directions: Use like regular soap
.(and that would be how?)
On some Swann frozen dinners:Serving suggestion: Defrost.
(But it's 'just' a suggestion!)
On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert:(printed on bottom of the box)Do not turn upside down.
(Too late! you lose!)
On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding:Product will be hot after heating.
(Are you sure? Let's experiment.)
On packaging for a Rowenta iron:Do not iron clothes on body.
(But wouldn't that save more time?Whose body?)
On Boot's Children's cough medicine:Do not drive car or operate machinery.
(We could do a lot to reduce the construction accidents if we just kept those 5 year olds off those fork lifts.)
On Nytol sleep aid:Warning: may cause drowsiness.
(One would hope!)
On a Korean kitchen knife:Warning: keep out of children.
(hmm..something must have gotten lost in the translation..)
On a string of Christmas lights:For indoor or outdoor use only.
(As opposed to use in outer space.)
On a food processor:Not to be used for the other use.
(Now I'm curious.)
On Sainsbury's peanuts:Warning: contains nuts.
(but no peas?)
On an American Airlines packet of nuts:Instructions: open packet, eat nuts.
(somebody got paid big bucks to write this one..)
On a Swedish chainsaw:Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands.
(Raise your hand if you've tried this.).
My problem with writing is that I tend to get very distracted, rarely finishing my stories, so I am not sure how much ill post :P However, I do love reading others stories!