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Author has written 14 stories for Harry Potter, Twilight, Law and Order: SVU, Outsiders, Lord of the Flies, and iCarly.
Hello World. This is my FanFiction account. Bet you never could have figured that out on your own.
I also decided to reduce the amount of shit on my profile. PM me if you want something I deleted.
Hi, this is a pretty serious Author's note.
I have come to a hard decision. My iCarly story and also "A Flamingo in a Flock of Pigeons" will be my last stories, at least for a while. Yes, I am going on hiatus, most likely permanently. I am so very sorry to all of my wonderful readers and to anyone who wants for me to update. I really am. But life is happening right now, and I just feel like I need a nap from Fan Fiction.
My iCarly story (Oh Mother, Where Art Thou?)will still be updated according to schedule and "A Flamingo in a Flock of Pigeons" will still be updated precisely whenever I feel like it. So will my Harry Potter song fics, because those help me relax.
I am going to finish (or at least try to finish) up the iCarly story before I leave mainly because I love to write it and because I have a huge plan for it. Revenge of the Mary Sues will be left unfinished, unless someone wishes to adopt it. Let me know. Either way, I don't care too much.
To my fans, friends, and readers: You have made this all worth while. You really have and I am so sorry that I am leaving you all. I really am. I wish that I could carry on doing this for all of you, but I can't. I really just can't. And for that, I am truly sorry.
To all of the Suethors and just not so great writers: get a beta. They can really help you out, you know. When I gave you a critical review, you probably deserved it. Believe it or not, grammar and spelling are still very important, even though we are on the internet. So does character development. Anyways, best of luck improving to you lot.
To all of the self righteous trolls and flamers: get a life. Go outside. Join a club. Ride your bike or walk the dog. See a movie if you actually have any friends. Fresh air is great. So is the sun and Vitamin D. You need Vitamin D to survive, you know. Besides, the sun wont kill you, even if you are a vampire. Trust me, it'll make you a much happier person.
Well, I am sorry to anyone and everyone that will miss me. To everyone that's glad I'm gone, at least you'll be happy for a while until my prodigy comes along. Just kidding. Mel's too nice to be an ass hole like I was.
Happy writing to all, and to all a good night.
I am that girl
But I am that girl
“Don’t like, don’t read” is the stupidest rule ever. If I don’t read it, how will I know if I like it? You are pretty much saying “if you don’t like it, pretend that you didn’t read it and don’t review”. So, the rule should really be “Don’t like, don’t review”. However, people shouldn’t just read a pairing they don’t like just so that they can flame them. That is just rude.
Gender: take a guess
Age: I'm able to drive. We'll leave it at that.
Location: Colorado, possibly going back to Jersey. or going to California(ugh). But I was born in Georgia, Lived in Texas, NJ/NYC, West Virginia, and Minnesota. We've moved a lot. Dad's in the army, so it's base after base after base. Except in WV. That was when he was deployed. But, he's back now! yay! I really hope we dont move. AGAIN!
Family- three older brothers, two sisters (one older, one younger), and one more little brother. Yes, we should have a reality show. We could call it "seven kids and, trust me, we are never going to have any more because we can barely stand each other as it is!" and then i have all these cousins who live with us for a month or so at a time because they're too lazy to get jobs.
Favorite Traits- I am hard working, have awesome hair, and I have a legit southern accent. It's very light, but I can still use it to flirt with the system.
Favorite Quote- "I don't have to fight, I can just say 'bless your heart'."- Miranda Lambert, Only Prettier
Hogwarts House: Ironicaly, I got an 81 for Gyffindor, and an 80 for Slytherin. Mysterious...
Time on FF: Since I was about ten. So, more than 5 years.
Heritage: Part German, Black, Norwegian, Cherokee NA, Canaidian, English and a whole lot more. I'm your all-American Mutt!
FF Pet Peeves: MARY-SUES, incest, text-talk, people who dont take anyonomous (hope i spelled it right) reviews, song fics that are song lyrics, people who don't spell/ use grammar, people who only use "THERE", "YOUR", or "NO", alot (it is two words poeple), people who have nothing on their profile, and people who dont update.
Pet Peeves (in general): Skechers commercials, Progressive/AT&T commercials, Ziva David, The Secret Life of the American Teenager, Twilight, my mother, homework, hippies, real life Mary-Sues, Miley Cyrus, Justin Bieber, Ke$ha, stupid baby names(tinsley, suri, coco, apple, sparrow, ect) and more!!!!!!!!!!!
I love Harry Potter, NCIS (TATE FOREVER), Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron, L&O: SVU, Walk On by U2, The Outsiders, Friends, The Office, Hockey, beavers, Diary of a Wimpy Kid, Remember the Titans! Country music, my dog (a beagle named Hadley/ Bagel), Bagels, West Virginia, WVU, the CRIMSON TIDE! (Roll Tide) and some other stuff i might get around to posting.
If you don't review, I won't write. If I don't write, you won't review. If no one writes, I will cry because I will think no one on Fanfiction likes their stories. If you think people should review after they read, copy and paste this on your profile.
Treat others the way you want to be treated. The Golden Rule really does solve everything. If you think that the world would be a better place if everyone followed the Golden Rule, copy and paste this into your profile.
Rachel Scott was the first of over thirty victims of the Columbine massacre in 1999. The shooting left twelve students and one teacher dead, and over twenty others wounded. Rachel was well known for her kindness and compassion. Just a few weeks before the shooting, she wrote an essay on her ethics. It said "I have this theory that if one person can go out of their way to show compassion then it will start a chain reaction of the same." Rachel's challange is an amazing program that personaly brought me to tears. It stresses the impact one action can make and the importance of compassion. Please, copy and paste this into your profile to help bring some compassion and kindness to the world. For Rachel.
Here's some advice from a book called "Dumbing Down Our Kids"
Rule No. 12: Smoking does not make you look cool. It makes you look moronic. Next time you’re out cruising, watch an 11-year-old with a butt in his mouth. That’s what you look like to anyone over 20. Ditto for “expressing yourself” with purple hair and/or pierced body parts.
Rule No. 13: You are not immortal. (See Rule No. 12.) If you are under the impression that living fast, dying young and leaving a beautiful corpse is romantic, you obviously haven’t seen one of your peers at room temperature lately.
Rule No. 14: Enjoy this while you can. Sure parents are a pain, school’s a bother, and life is depressing. But someday you’ll realize how wonderful it was to be a kid. Maybe you should start now. You’re welcome.
Jesus is the one I serve.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...
He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...
He had no army, yet kings feared him...
He won no military battles, yet he conquered the Word...
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today
Feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us...
If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son
then copy and paste this in your profile
If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says,
"If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."
Couples and characters:
Harry Potter: all canon, Katie/Oliver, Luna/Draco
Friends: MONDLER, Phoebe, Chandler, Joey, Ross
BTR: BTR/OC or Logan/Camille
NCIS: TATE, MCABBY
The Office: JAM, Dwight, Ryan, Angela, Michale
Things Fan fiction taught me;
No matter what you're parents say, there will always be someone who writes better than you.
Not everyone has the same principles that you do.
Just because YOU like a pairing, it doesn't mean it's the best.
Insult their favorite author, their reviewers will come after you.
Unless it's for a good reason, flames make you sound stupid.
If-You-Don't-Like-Don't-Read is a stupid rule that NO ONE follows.
Growing up, is a very good idea.
At one point, everyone is a newb, the idea is to get over it.
Copy and Paste this into your profile if you learned from fanfiction.
COPY AND PASTE TIME!
I'm not going to put a long story on here about a girl getting kicked out or a man saying it's wrong to be a racist. We all know that discrimination is wrong (and calling someone colored isnt really racist- trust me, i know). Re-post this if you believe Discrimination (in anyway) is wrong. Please do your part to end it.
Copy and paste this if you support women's sufferage! and if you know what sufferage means!
Fun Fact: at my high school, a boy went around asking girls if they supported women's sufferage. About 90% said no, they wanted it to end. Sufferage means the right to vote. Copy and paste this if would have (or did say) said YES, you support women's sufferage because you actually know what it means!
Emmet Cullen: Creepier Than You Since 1916
Jasper Hale: More Manipulative Than You Since 1843
Alice Cullen: More Irritating Than You Since 1901
Rosalie Hale: Bigger Bitch Than You Since 1916
Edward Cullen: More of a Pedophilic Rapist-Stalker Than You Since 1901
Bella Swan: More of a Mary Sue Than You Since 1988
You know how Edward knocked up a girl 1/5 his age? Yeah, that's disgusting. Oh, and also physically impossible. 'Cause he's dead. Men don't produce sperm when they're dead.
You know how Jacob made out with Bella against her will? Yeah, that's sexual assault. It's illegal.
You know how Edward followed Bella around and snuck into her bedroom to watch her sleep for several months without her knowledge? Yeah, that's stalking. It's illegal too.
You know how Bella screwed a dead guy? That's called necrophilia. Technically bestiality too, since he's not human. Both are highly frowned upon.
You say Linkin Park
You say Taylor Swift
You say Tokyo Hotel
You say Ke$ha
You say Muse
You say My Chemical Romance
You say Good Charolette
You say Emo
You say pop
You say Taylor Swift is country
You say anything Goth
I wish you were here...
What makes life 100 percent?
is represented as:
H A R D W O R K
K N O W L E D G E
A T T I T U D E
So, it stands to reason that hard work and knowledge will get you close,
And look how far this will take you...
A S S K I S S I N G
Think about it... and have a nice day at work... :)
You're a 90's kid if:
You can finish this 'ice ice _'
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
Here's a new one: I'm NORWEGIAN so I MUST be a viking.
What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?
What you call dog with no legs?
Best Movie quotes:
"I'll make him an offer he can't refuse." The Godfather
"We're on a mission from God" The Blues Brothers
"Nobody puts Baby in the corner" Dirty Dancing
"Carpe diem! Seize the day, boys" Dead Poet's Society
"You're terrible, Muriel" Muriel's Wedding
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn" Gone With The Wind
"I have a friend in Rome named Biggthus Dickthus." Moonty Python, Life of Brian
"Go ahead, make my day" Sudden Impact
"I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five? Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself a question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?"Dirty Harry
"You can't handle the truth!" A Few Good Men
"You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well, I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? Oh, yeah? Ok?" Taxi Driver
A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend/girlfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.
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 b ecame 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.
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.
A Note from the Author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American & Canadian animal shelters. Please use this to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay & neuter camp aigns in order to prevent unwanted animals.
Remember...They love UNCONDITIONALLY.
NOTE FROM DOC: For the love of all that is sweet and just in this world, TRY to find your pet a good home before dumping them in a shelter! They love us, are loyal to us and are truer friends than any two legger could be! They give us so much; PLEASE TRY TO RETURN THE FAVOR!! If you want to save at least one unwanted pet, copy and paste this into your profile!!
Men are like...
Guns don't kill people. People kill people. It's true. I could stab you, poison you, strangle you, smother you, burn you, impale you, shank you, hit you with a car, push you off a cliff, decapatate you, or blow you up and you would die just like if i shot you.
Guns don't kill people. People kill people. Well i wouldn't kill a lot of people if i walked around saying bang. Which means that i can now blame spelling errors on my pencil.
If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever seen a movie (or show) so many times that you can quote it word for word. And you do at random moments; copy and paste this in your profile.
If you are the kind of person that gets really excited when you get like two reviews, copy this into your profile
If you listen to your Wicked CD religiously, and know the words back to front, copy this onto your profile.
If you realize that copying and pasting things into your profile is pointless, yet you do it anyways, copy and paste this into your profile.
"Whoever said nothing is impossible has never tried to slam a revolving door," "Yes well, whoever said that is impossible has obviously never met me"
"Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father prepare to die."- The Princess Bride ~ Inigo Montoya (Mandy Patinkin)
"Duct tape is like the force: It has a dark side and a light side and it holds the universe together." -Carl Zwanzig
"You should write a book translating mad things girls do so boys can understand them." ~Ron OOTP
"Sticks and stones are hard on bones, Aimed with angry art. Words can sting like anything, But silence breaks the heart."-Phyllis Mcgenlee
"Wise men talk because they have something to say, fools talk because they have to say something."-Plato
It is not impossible, merely highly improbable
25 things my mom taught me
My mom taught me to APPRECIATE a job well done
My mom taught me RELIGION
My mom taught me about TIME TRAVEL
My mom taught me LOGIC
My mom taught me MORE LOGIC
My mom taught me FORESIGHT
My mom taught me IRONY
My mom taught me about the science of OSMOSIS
My mom taught me about CONTORTIONISM
My mom taught me about STAMINA
My mom taught me about the WEATHER
My mom taught me about HYPOCRISY
My mom taught me about THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
My mom taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION
My mom taught me about ENVY
My mom taught me about ATICIPATION
My mom taught me about MEDICAL SCIENCE
My mom taught me ESP
My mom taught me HUMOR
My mom taught me how to BECOME AN ADULT
My mom taught me GENETICS
My mom taught me about my ROOTS
My mom taught me WISDOM
My mom taught me about JUSTICE
Brilliant! It's Potions last thing on Friday! Snape won't have the time to poison us all! -Harry Potter
Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher. There was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head! - Harry Potter
Yeah, we really ought to be trying to make friends with people like that. - Harry Potter
Sometimes I wish I was a lesbian. Did I say that out loud?- Chandler, Friends
Paper. Snow. A Ghost!!!!- Joey, Friends
Or what? you'll high-yah again- Phoebe to Ross, Friends
I'm in colledge and I'm in a band.- Chandler, Friends
I didnt want her to think I'm a bad mother, I cant even see my own baby!- Rachel, Friends
It actually promotes a healthy body image because even big buts... please dont take her away from me- Ross, Friends
OH MY GOD!!!!!- Janice, Friends
The Posche is not a place to entertain my lady friends- Joey, Friends
Smelly cat, smelly cat, what are they feeding you- Phoebe, Friends
Some day I'll tell you about the time I stabbed a cop. WHAT!!! HE STABBED ME FIRST.- Phoebe, Friends
I just happend to have my lable maker- Monica, Friends
Apparently you cant just drop someone off at rehab. They have to sign in on their own.- Michale, the Office.
That's what she said!- Michale, the Office
You have the right to an attorney and if you throw up in my car, I'll kill ya- Fin L&O:SVU
It's a case of he said, she said, he's dead- Cap. Cragen L&O:SVU
Prisoner: I've heard stories about the Black Pearl...they leave no survivors.
[Looking through a victim's purse for ID]
We're looking for leads on Deacon's murder, not "America's Skankiest Home Videos".- John Munch L&O:SVU
Olivia: Your one night as a bachelor and you go to the grocery store? That's lame.
Take Time To Read Each Sentence
This is this cat
This is is cat
This is how cat
This is to cat
This is keep cat
This is a cat
This is retard cat
This is busy cat
This is for cat
This is forty cat
This is seconds cat
Now read the THIRD word of ever line
One of my best friends died recently; I'm really upset. He was such a great guy and I miss him. Maybe you knew of him. Most people did. I hope it wasn't you who contributed to his death, otherwise I shall dispatch a vicious band of lions to disembowel you. My friend was a paragon of amazing. His name was Common Sense. I am sorry to inform you of his demise. Mourn with me.
Dearly beloved…we gather here to say our goodbyes. Here he lies…
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate and teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Panadol, sun lotion or a sticky plaster to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home because the burglar can sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I'm A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
Rest In Peace, my old friend.
Self Help Sites
Tired of people calling your OC a Mary-Sue? Or out of place in the era? Try these sites!
Heed my advice. And happy reading.
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