Disclaimer For All The Stories I Write: I do not own anything that pertains to the fandom I am writing about.

Hi! I'm Oriana, otherwise known as Oreo, hence the pen name. I am a total spaz, but at least I'm not a GRAMMAR spaz (hem hem). I like to read and write and I LOVE my friends!

Speaking of which...

Abby, or ReNt HeAd GuRl, is a GRAMMAR spaz, but in a good way...

Felicia, or smiley011095, is an awesome writer which came as a total shock, but I am in love with her stories.

Miranda, or skating babe,is a VENTI SPAZ! but i love her anyway.

Lauren, or Miracl3z, is a great writer as well...CAN'T WAIT UNTIL AUGUST 1ST!!

Nicole, or hitbylightning, did not tell me she had an account. :(

Lauran, or dreamweaverfei, is an awesome writer but forgot to tell me

Obssesions

Viva La Vida by Coldplay (yes i still love that song)

Facebook

Sleeping as late as I want. :)

Summer!

FanFiction

Movies...oh yeah saw WALL-E two days early and for free!

Viva la Vida
Coldplay

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead, long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, my shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string (Ooooh)
Ah, who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh
(repeat with chorus)

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, my shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooooh Oooooooh Oooooooh

~Oreo ( I hope you like my only story!)