I am moonlight phonex101! I'll tell you a wee bit about myself!
I am female.
I am crazy ass random girl and is known as China or Korea (Hetalia reference!) to my friends depending on my mood.
I am Korean. (Asian)
I am superstitious as hell so there's a lot of junk down here.
Likes: Animals, CHOCOLATE, reading (duh), MANGA, ANIME, YAOI, and books!
Dislikes: There is so many that you would sleep if you read all of them.
I don't write FF here but I am a reviewer and I try to review on every single FF I come across!! So, if you just want something to read, check out some of my favorites! P.S: I also am a yaoi (boyxboy) fan so if you don't prefer that please don't flame me, just hit the back button at the top of your page. My preferences are mine and yours is yours.
THE REST IS RANDOM STUFF!
If You think all Christians are busybodies READ THIS:
Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church,
the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and
hand out Gospel Tracts.
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and
his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold
outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest
and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.'
His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?' 'Dad, it's time we gather
our tracts together and go out.' Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold
outside and it's pouring down rain.'
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't
people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?'
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here
are the tracts, be careful son.'
'Thanks Dad!' And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This
eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door
and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled
wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked
for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the
sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but
still no answer. Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave,
but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the b ell and knocked loudly
on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the
front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She
softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile
that lit up her world, this little boy said,
'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you
that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU and I came to give you my very last
Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.'
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave.
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'
Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the
pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have testimony or
want to say anything?'
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her
As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her
face, 'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before.
You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed
on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday,
being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart
that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or
will to live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway
into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in
the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope
around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I
was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell
downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it
is will go away.'
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder
and more insistent, and then the person ring in g also started knocking
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever
rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and
started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes,
for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy
I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to
The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long
been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice,
'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.' Then
he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I
door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up
to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any
You see-- -I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of
your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to
personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick
of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'
There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and
honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor
Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel
was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this
universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love &
honor forhis son... Except for One.
Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark
world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven
shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on
a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is
named. Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
Heaven is for ALL His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in
the life of someone close to you.
Please share this wonderful message...
If you love JESUS, please forward this message.
If you think ANYONE regardless of race, age, social status,personal or family history, or anything else can make a difference, please forward this message.
Spread His word, and share His goodness and faithfulness.
Take your time and see if you can read each line aloud without a mistake. The average person can't
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 go back and read the THIRD word in each line from the top down and I bet you can't resist passing it on.
I am the girl...
that doesn't go to school dances, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book.
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 MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone.
I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year.
I am the girl that 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 have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Anime and Books, who can express herself better with words, and knows the importance of the little things.
Copy and Paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone.
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A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?
Repost this if you truly believe in God.
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what,
and if you stand up 4 him he will stand up for you
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
to the top
of the tree.
Justin Bieber falls off a building. 90% of the girls are crying. 9% are watching while eating popcorn. 1% are pushing Justin off the building. If you are part of that 9 or 1%, copy and paste this into your profile.
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This is Bunny.
Copy Bunny into your profile to help him on his way to world domination
If you know a video game/book/movie/anime/manga character or weapon that need(s) to exist, copy and paste this into your profile
If you have ever said something that has nothing to do with the current conversation,copy this to your profile. random comments
If you're addicted to anime,copy & paste this into your profile. I wouldn't be here if I weren't
Random Thoughts on Fanfiction.
Why is it that the stories that I liked the most gets the least reviews?
Sometimes no matter how I much want to change the story, it always ends up the way I originally intended it to
After editing, I realize just how much my grammar sucks
Challenges are fun (experimenting with unusual pairings and writing style) but it drives me nuts first.
Funny when I find stories I wanted to write, already written by other authors
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uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal
pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a
rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't
mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the
olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer
be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl
mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.
Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling
was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!
If you could read that put it in your profile!
I AM 112% MENTALLY ILL!
[x] You have screamed at an inanimate object for “hurting” you.
[x] You have ran into a glass/screen door.
[ ] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle.
[x] You have thought of something funny and laughed, and then people gave you weird looks.
[x] You have ran into a tree/bush.
[ ] You have been called a blond.
[ ] you know that it IS possible to lick your elbow
[x] You just tried to lick your elbow
[ ] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star had the same melody
[ ] You just sang them to make sure
[x] You have tripped on your own feet and fallen.
[x] You have choked on your own spit.
[ ] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it
[x] You type with three fingers or less.
[x] You have accidentally caught something on fire
[x] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose
[x] You have caught yourself drooling.
[x] You have fallen asleep in class.
[x] Sometimes you just stop thinking
[x] Sometimes when you are telling a story you forget what you are talking about.
[x] People often shake their heads and walk away from you
[x] You are often told to use your ‘inside voice’.
[x] You use your fingers to do simple math
[ ] You have eaten a bug accidentally
[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important
[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand/pocket the whole time
[x] You have posted bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen if you don’t.
[x] You break a lot of things.
[x] You tilt your head when you’re confused
[x] You have fallen out of your chair before
[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture on the ceiling
[x] The word “um” is used frequently.
[x] You don’t know what “um” means
[x] You say “what” and “huh” a lot.
[x] You plan to use a calculator to multiply your score for this bulletin
MAX TOTAL: 28
NOW, take all of your totals, add them together, and multiply by 4.
Then re-post as: "I am XX% Mentally ill.
It's not a comic book, it's "Manga"
It's not a cartoon, it's "Anime"
It's not homosexual, it's "Yaoi"
It's not lesbian, it's "Yuri"
It's not erotic, it's "Ecchi"
It's not pedophile, it's "Lolicon"
It's not gay, it's "Shonen-ai"
It's not slutty, it's "Fan Service"
It's not a costume, it's "Cosplay"
It's not a dating show, it's a "Harem"
It's not a fetish, it's "Moe"
It's not a bipolar girl, it's "Tsundere"
It's not a drawing, it's "Doujinshi"
It's not schizophrenic girl, it's "Yandere"
It's not Chinese, it's "Japanese"
It's not Chinese animation, it's "Japanimation"
And most Importantly... I'm not a geek, I'm an "Otaku."
If you are a Proud Otaku, like me, copy this and post it on your wall.