no one mourns the wicked
no one mourns
no one mourns me

e-mail: aierofmirkwood @ hotmail . com

On hold, because banned (little mad about that, won't get into it here though), and homework... Sorry for the wait folks! Reviews do help though hint hint I've been gettin' whole lotta hits, but only 10 reviews total. tear tear

RACETRACK: uhh, you only got your drivers permit.

ME: exactly! my license to kill!

(ok, I am acutally a pretty good driver if I do say so myself)

RACE: you just did

ME: -_-

So, I am 16, from Kansas (despite popular belief, I AM NOT A FARMER! Though, the first time I passed a "car" was when i passed a tractor in the country roads outside my dad's hometown. First place I really drove by myself... though, sheep jumping the fence, running across the road to jump over the fence on the other side does slow down driving. And there is a buffalo farm and stables and such with horses, llamas, donkeys, and sheep...)

I am crazy, just ta warn ya!

be back later with a better profile, but hey, this is better than what I had before!

Aier of Mirkwood:

P.S. something funny

here is a quote (that actually happened) when I was babysitting on New Years for 40 kids (ages 10-2). Info: Destiny is 8, Dexter 14, Sarah (my sis) 14, Me 15. Words in italics are thoughts.

DEXTER: What word begins with “F” and ends with “UCK”?
ME: CRAP! YOU IDIOT, I'M GONNA KILL YA!
SARAH: FIRETRUCK!
ME: Nice save!
DESTINY: FUCK!
ME: Damnit!

I kid you not, this is exactly what happened. Stupid 8 year old is outa control, wears a mini skirt and boots up to her knees...