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Joined 02-21-11, id: 2759411, Profile Updated: 11-10-11
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Hi! I love anime, manga, Criminal Minds, CSI New York, Bruno Mars, Owl City, Harry Potter, Eminem, Prince Royce, Lil Wayne, and candy. :) Weird combination I know. I'm a proud latina, I usually speak Spanglish so its all good :).

My friends call me crazy and really random but I love it. I'm not girly though I'm more tomboyish. Is that a word? whatever :P. On this site I read a lot of Prince of Tennis stuff, and their really good.


My Favorite QuOtEs and/or ScEnEs(?):

ANIME SCENES

Urahara: Urgent! Meet us outside the Urahara shop immediately!
Ichigo: Ahhh! Who the hell contacts people like that?! This is like some TV crime scene message written in the victim's own blood! And it better not stain my wall! (Notices a P.S.) Hm? What now? A P.S.?
Urahara: P.S. If you're thinking this message is some written in the victim's own blood cliche from some TV show, then you obviously have no sense of humor.
Ichigo: Oh shut up!! (throws pillow at the message on the wall)
-Bleach

Kagome: Thank you Inuyasha.
Inuyasha: Huh?
Kagome: Never mind.
Inuyasha: Women.

-Inuyasha

Kagome: Oh, wow! He proposed to her!
Inuyasha: He poses a what?

-Inuyasha

Miroku: So she has left us once again. Inuyasha, Kagome was not acting her usual self. Exactly what happened between you and Kikyo?
Inuyasha: Same thing that goes on when you're with a woman.
Miroku: Ah! Ghastly! You mean you did *that* right in front of Kagome?
Inuyasha: Maybe we need to have a talk about what it is you do with women!

Inuyasha: [has found out that Kagome told the Thunder Brothers that he is her lover] You actually think I'd hand over the jewel shards as a ransom to get you back?
Kagome: Of course you would, cause that's what a lover would do!
Inuyasha: But we're not lovers! And without love the whole argument kinda falls apart!

Monkey D. Luffy: [after they picked the orb test] Hey! Maybe this is like one of those games!
Sanji: What games?
Monkey D. Luffy: You know! You pick the right door and you get a prize, but if you pick the wrong one...
Usopp: You waited until now to tell us this!
Monkey D. Luffy: I forgot.
Sanji: So what happens if we picked the wrong one?
Monkey D. Luffy: Let's see... we fall all the way back to the Blue Sea!
Sanji: Come on, nothing like that is going to happen!
Sanji: [they fall down a huge waterfall] I can't believe that just happened...
Usopp: I seriously thought... we we're falling all the way back to the Blue Sea... Sanji: That's because *someone* had to make up that story to scary us!
Monkey D. Luffy: [laughing] Come on! I thought I was a goner too!

Ichigo Kurosaki: Eh-eah...
[wipes away blood]
Ikkaku Madarame: I don't get it.
Ichigo: Hm?...
Ikkaku: Sure there's some distance between us, but only a novice unfamiliar with fighting would allow a hand to leave his sword during a match!
Ichigo: Why don't you just shut your trap! Alright? I got blood in my eyes! So I just stopped to wipe it awawy!
Ikkaku: Even shallow wounds above the eye bleed profusely.
Ichigo: Mm!
Ikkaku: Therefore you must stop the bleeding... you can't just wipe it away.
Ichigo: Hey! That's not fair! You have a special ointment to stop your bleeding! Ikkaku: It is too fair. It's called being prepared, you idiot! Instead of complaining, you should be applaoding my professionalism!
Ichigo: Eh-eah...

QUOTES

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late
-William Shakespeare

Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.
-James Dean

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
-William Shakespeare

Listen to many, speak to a few
-William Shakespeare

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none
-William Shakespeare

It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.
-Rose Kennedy

All secrets are deep. All secrets become dark. That's in the nature of secrets.
-Cory Doctorow

God sends meat and the devil sends cooks.
-Thomas Deloney

A woman must not depend upon the protection of man, but must be taught to protect herself.
-Susan B. Anthony

CSI NY

Jason: I never saw that house. I swear on my grandmother.
Don Flack: Let me arrest him for swearing on his grandmother.

Stella Bonnaserra: What time did you get in?
Mac Taylor: I never went home.
Stella: Can't sleep?
Mac: What's sleep?

Mac: I used to sit like this with my wife. Her name was Claire. She died, on 9/11. Nobody saw it coming. I was cleaning out the closet the other day and I found this beach ball. And I remembered it was my wife who blew it up. I never told anybody this, but I got rid of everything that reminded me of Claire; too painful. The one thing I couldn't throw away . . . was that beach ball. Her breath is still in there. (AWWWW)

Aiden Burn[Aiden is explaining the term "grand master" to Mac] Yeah, like a deejay legend: Grand Master Flash or a Jam Master Jay. They paved the way for guys like 'Dre and Cube, Eminem and Jermaine Dupri. You like music like that?
Detective Mac Taylor: I prefer Crunk myself.

Detective Mac Taylor:You should hear Aiden talk about this hip-hop world. Close your eyes, she sounds like Queen Latifah.
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: What do you know about Queen Latifah?

Stella Bonasera: There's something gooey here.
Mac Taylor: Gooey? There's a good forensic word. Gooey. I'll have to use that more

[Danny is looking through a ladies' magazine, looking for a sample of lotion found on a murder weapon]
Stella: You know, if you wanted beauty tips, all you had to do was ask.
Danny Messer: Did you know that waterproof mascara dries out your eyelashes? That's amazing!

Flack: Both the super and the downstairs neighbor say they haven't seen her in over a week.
Danny: Yeah, well that don't mean anything. I've lived in my apartment over three years now. My neighbors don't recognize me.
Flack: Better hope you don't go missing, pal.

Aiden: Did you find anything else?
Flack: I haven't gone in yet.
Aiden: What?? Flack, you little scaredy cat, you don't believe these stories about this place being haunted?
Flack: I was doing my job, Aiden: getting statements from witnesses.
Aiden: Stel, you smell that?
Stella: Yeah. Chicken. Well, I did hear the one about the monk who went crazy and killed the others is true.
Flack: The 1-2-2 gets calls about strange noises coming from this place all the time.
Aiden: Will you stop? That's just an old urban legend.
Stella: Aiden, I think you'd better hold Flack's hand.
Flack: Yeah, okay...cute.

Detective Stella Bonasera:I'm driving.
Detective Don Flack:No! Please let me drive?
Detective Stella Bonasera:No.
Detective Don Flack:Do you at least got a cracker or a piece of candy in the glove box?Detective Stella Bonasera:Why?
Detective Don Flack: Because, when you drive, we don't eat!

[Stella and Mac stare at the flattened victim]
Stella Bonasera: I'm going to call Hawkes.
Mac Taylor: Tell him to bring a spatula.

[Danny is questioning a Mr. Arnold, who just admitted to being at a strip club]
Danny: I'm sure you were just sharing stock tips with her, right? What's her name?
Mr Arnold: Savannah. But, you know, I don't think it was her real name.
Danny: Nah. You think?

Sheldon: You know what my favorite games was when I was a kid?
Mac: Jacks?
Sheldon: Operation.
[He holds up a pair of tweezers and then uses them to remove a bullet from the body of a gunshot victim]
Mac: His nose didn't buzz red. Well done!

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes[hands Stella a spleen from a victim] Oh, I've got something else.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Don't make me hold something again!

[Mac has learned that Steve Collins was a confidential informant, which is why he was let out of prison]
Steve Collins:You can't touch me!
Det. Mac Taylor: Sure I can.
[pokes him hard]
Steve Collins: Oww!

Sheldon Hawkes: [regarding the victim's brain]It's about 98 degrees out here, the pavement is very hot, any remaining pieces are more than likely fried.
Stella Bonasera: I knew this would be a no-brainer for you.
Hawkes: She didn't just say that.
Don Flack; Mac: She did.

Mac: [talking to Lindsay in the tiger's cage]I need you to hold the tiger's jaw so I can get the dental impression.
Danny: [whispering]Just take a deep breath. Don't let him know that you're afraid, 'cause he can sense when you're nervous.
Lindsay: The tiger's been tranquilized. I think I can handle it.
Danny: I'm talking about Mac. And make sure you call him "sir."

Mac: [after Lindsay calls him 'Sir' various times] And don't call me "sir".

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:You know I've never been fishing, never even thought about trying. Seems kind of boring.
Detective Danny Messer:Until you hook something. I went fishing with my old man once on a pier near Battery Park. I caught the sweetest striped bass, must have weighed close to thirty pounds.
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:Did you eat it?
Detective Danny Messer:Threw it back! Would you eat anything that came out of the Hudson?
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: Good point.

Hawkes: …Put time of death at least 8 hours ago.
Danny: Actually… [looks at his watch]10 hours and 13 minutes.
Hawkes: It's impossible to be that exact on ToD.
Danny: You think so, Einstein?
Hawkes: Danny, I'm a certified pathologist. I know so.
Danny: Her coat is damp, I got caught in the rain last night. 20-minute torrential downpour: 8:45. Only the makeup on the right side of her face is streaked which means she was lying dead here when the rain began.
Hawkes: Showoff.

Male tenant: No, I didn't hear anything unusual. What happened?
Flack: A guy was shot down the hall.
Male tenant: Oh..yeah..I heard that.
Flack: Did you call 9-1-1?
Male tenant: No. Why?

Stella: That's it? No butler?
Flack: No.
Stella: Too bad. I thought we could wrap that one up quick.
Flack: What?
Stella: In a mansion like that, it's always the butler. Didn't you ever play Clue?
Flack: I was a Monopoly guy.

(Marty is consulting Danny over the phone about how to examine the victim)
Marty: Lucky you're not claustrophobic. Me? I do not like confined spaces.
Danny: Why'd you choose a career that puts you in a windowless room with dead bodies then?
Marty: Ladies love the degree.
Danny: 6 years of med school to become a player, eh?
Marty: No...I was already a player, Messer. I just needed the bank to pay for my Porsche.
Danny: You know what? I officially hate you right now, all right?
Marty: [laughing]You done?
Danny: Yup. Only thing abnormal about this guy is the blood leaking from his neck.

[Lindsay walks into the crime scene dressed in formal wear. Mac is already there in formal wear, having been to the mayor's party]
Danny: Well, hello, Miss Monroe. You clean up nice. Were you at the mayor's party also?Lindsay: I was at the opera.
Danny: I am hanging out with all the wrong people.

[Stella's waiting in autopsy, and Sid wheels out the body]
Sid: Uh, sorry for the delay. QT and I were busy necking.
Stella: Come again?
Sid: Necking.
[Stella looks confused]
Sid: Looking at his neck.
Stella: Oh.
Sid: You don't think I'd kiss a corpse, do you?
Stella: Oh, no, no.
Sid: That's disgusting.
Stella: I agree.
Sid: As long as we've got that straight.
Stella: So, Sid,...cause of death?

Danny: [bringing in some of the exotic cuisine]Who's going first?
Stella: You gotta be kidding.
Flack: Pass!
Hawkes: Uh-uh.
Lindsay: It's just protein. [takes a bite of fried tarantula and everyone looks on]
Mac: [smiling and holding out hand to Danny]Told you she'd do it.
Danny: [handing five dollars to Mac] All right, all right, here you go.
Mac: Okay! Pizza in my office. [Everyone but Lindsay and Danny leaves]
Lindsay: You bet Mac I wouldn't do it?
Danny: Yeah, what was I thinking? Never bet against a country girl.
Lindsay: [eating more] You know, actually it's not that bad.

Lindsay: Do you think Danny calls me Montana because I'm a 49ers fan?
Sid Hammerback: He calls you that because he's got a crush on you.

Funny Little World reviews
This is my first story so please don't be so hard on me please. So this is a RyomaXSakuno story, its songfic, its "Funny Little World" by Alexander Rybak. Ryoma wants to express his feelings to Sakuno but she always beats him to it. What will he do?
Prince of Tennis - Rated: K - English - Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 879 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 3 - Published: 6/3/2011 - E. Ryoma, R. Sakuno - Complete