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Hi, I'm Adrian. I live in Texas and I'm an actor, singer, reader, and writer. I'm also a diehard musical fan, and I'm addicted to SuperWhoLock. I recently went on an amazing trip to New York where my amazing theatre teacher got me a backstage tour of the Gershwin before we saw Wicked that night!!!!!!! I cried a lot of tears. Wicked is my favorite musical and so far its the only thing I've written fanfiction for, but I hope to change that. Um yeah, I'm 15 and high school is insane so that's all for now..
The Wicked Creed
When ever it rains, I promise to remember Elphie
When ever I see animal abuse, I promise to remember Doctor Dillamond.
When ever I see someone with disablities, I promise to remember Nessarose.
When I see someone who's vanity blinds them, I'll think of Galinda.
When I see someone who's changed for good through a death, I'll remember Glinda.
When I hear about cruel dictators, I'll curse the Wizard and his deeds.
When I see a bullying teacher, I'll remember Madame Morrible.
When I see two lovers risking everything for the other, I'll remember Fiyero and Elphaba.
When I hear children teasing another for differences, I'll remember Elphaba and her strength.
When I see two friends fighting, I'll remember Glinda and Elphaba...and how one argument can effect the rest of your life.
When I see a boy lovesick over a girl that'll never be his, I'll remember Boq.
When ever I see a monkey chattering, I'll remember how hard Elphaba worked to get Chistery to talk.
If you love Wicked, You'll think of this creed and post it in you profile.
I am the girl...that doesn't go to school dances, or games, 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 FanFiction, who can express herself better with words than anything else, and knows the importance of the little things.
Copy and Paste this onto your account 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.
I, Summer, solemnly swear to review every fic I read, no matter how old, young, stupid, lovely, amazing, retarded, or horribly written it is.
If you read people's profiles looking for things to copy and paste into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever copy-and-pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this in your profile!
If you have ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this in your profile.
If you actually take the time to read other peoples profiles, copy this to yours.
If you have music in your soul, post this in your profile.
If you have inside jokes...with yourself...copy and paste this into your profile.
If you should be doing homework right now, copy this into your profile.
If you're still reading this profile, you ROCK! Show the world I approve and put this on your profile.
If you ever get a random urge to start screaming at the top of your lungs, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've ever yelled at an inanimate object for not listening to you, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you ever put things in your mouth that shouldn't be there, copy and paste this into your profile.
I like cheese. I have seen purple cows. If two gooses are geese, then why aren't moose meese, or when two foots are feet, why aren't two footballs feetball? Milk is good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile!
If you are against child abuse, copy and paste this into your profile:
My name is May
That was taken from Rainbow-Bunnii's profile and made me cry horrifically.
A girl and a guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle.
In the newspaper the next day a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road the guy realized that the breaks were broken he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put his helmet on so that she would live, even if it meant that he would die. If you would do the same for the person you love copy this in your profile.
Girls are like 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 climb All the way To the top Of the tree.
Copy and paste that in your profile if you agree!
IF YOU IGNORE THIS WITHOUT READING IT YOU HAVE NO HEART...BUT IF YOU FIND YOU CANNOT STOP UNTIL YOU REACH THE END THEN YOU MUST HAVE A VERY BIG HEART.
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
Repost this if you care.
a black man walks into a cafe one early morning and noticed that he was the only black man there. As he sat down, he noticed a white man behind him.
The white man said, "Coloured people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"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 be black."
"But you sir..."
"When you're born you're pink,"
"When you grow up you're white,"
"When you're sick, you're green,"
"When you go in the sun you turn red,"
"When you're cold you turn blue,"
"And when you die you turn purple."
"And yet you have the nerve to call me coloured"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
Copy this onto your site and help stop racism!
Bunnii is intent on me crying, because I still am
A child dies every day from child abuse.
If you have one ounce of respect for other human beings post this on your profile.
If you think child abuse is SICK and the abusers don't have any excuse and don't deserve to live, copy and paste this onto your profile PLEASE!
This is a true story:
She was only 13
Her dad was drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrusted the blade
Right into her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of rubbish!"
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms.
FRIENDS: Will comfort you when he rejects you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will go up and ask him, "It's because you're gay, isn't it?"
FRIENDS: Will be there for you when he breaks up with you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will call him up and whisper, "You will die in seven days..."
FRIENDS: Helps you up when you fall.
BEST FRIENDS: Keeps on walking saying, "Walk much, dumb ass?"
FRIENDS: Helps you find your prince.
BEST FRIENDS: Kidnaps him and brings him to you.
FRIENDS: Will ask you if you're okay when you're crying.
BEST FRIENDS: Will laugh at you and say, "Ha Ha, Loser!"
FRIENDS: Will offer you a soda.
BEST FRIENDS: Will dump theirs on you.
FRIENDS: Gives you their umbrella in the rain.
BEST FRIENDS: Takes yours and says, "Run - beep - run!"
FRIENDS: Will help you move.
BEST FRIENDS: Will help you move the bodies.
FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be in the room next to you saying, "That was awesome! Let's do it again!"
FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!
FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin "DAMN!" we messed up!
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried...just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.
FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.
FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "My bad...here's a tissue."
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story...
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd's butt that left you
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME."
FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.
FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: drinking buddies)
BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.
BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place & say "Mate drink the rest of that ! You know we don't waste!
FRIENDS: Would read ignore this.
BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this.