About me? Um...I'm a total tom boy. I like all music but some rap. I'm a baptist. I take dance. I love bright, neon colors. I hate dresses (skirts, too), I am a fan of WWE, NCIS, 24, CSI, The Mentalist, and So You Think You Can Dance.

WWE Faves n no particular order:
Jeff Hardy, Edge, Legacy, Chris Jericho, Drew McIntyre, Mr.. Ziggles, John Morrison, R-Truth, Mickie James, Lita, Trish, and almost all the others.

NCIS Ships:
Tiva, McAbby, Jibbs (poor Jenny)

CSI Ships:
GSR, Yo!Bling, MyCandy, Wedges

Mentalist Ships:
Van Pelt/Rigsby, Jane/Lisbon

Friends

Friends never ask for anything to eat or drink. Best friends help themselves and are the reason you have no food.
Friends address your parents as Mr. and Mrs. Best friends call your parents Mom and Dad.
Friends have never seen you cry. Best friends won't tell everyone else you cried; they just know not to.
Friends ask you to write down your number. Best friends have you on speed-dial.
Friends borrow your stuff and return it. Best friends lose the stuff they borrow (but you don't mind because you lose their stuff you borrow; it makes you even).
Friends know a few things about you. Best friends could write a very embarrassing biography on your life.
Friends will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. Best friends will beat up said crowd.
Friends knock on your front door. Best friends barge right in and declare, "I'm home!"
Friends last through high school and college. Best friends are for life.
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, "Seven days..."
Friends help you up when you fall. Best friends keep on going, saying, "Walk much?"
Friends will help you up when you fall down. Best friends will point and laugh because they tripped you.
Friends help you find your prince. Best friends kidnap him and bring him to you.
Friends will ask you if you're okay when you're crying. Best friends already have a shovel ready to bury the loser who made you cry.
Friends will offer you a soda. Best friends will dump theirs on you.
Friends give you their umbrella in the rain. Best friends take yours and yell, "Run, girl, 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 will help you find the way when you're lost. Best friends will be the ones messing with your compass, stealing your map, and giving you bad directions.
Friends will help you learn to drive. Best friends will help you roll the car into the lake so you can collect insurance.
Friends will watch you pets when you go away. Best friends won't let you go away.
Friends will go to a concert with you. Best friends will kidnap the band with you.
Friends ask you for your number. Best friends ask you for their number.
Friends will hide you from the cops. Best friends are probably the reason they're after you in the first place.
Friends let you make a fool of yourself in public. Best friends are up there with you making a fool out of themselves, too.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...

You talk to yourself a lot.

You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (Of course I talk to myself! Well, do I? Yes, I do. Well it's not my fault I'm so interesting)!

When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (Well, I know I do it, but do you? Yes).

After uttering a profound piece of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, 'Holy crap, this stuff is great for sugar highs...'

You live off of sugar and caffeine. (I so live off chocolate and sodas...and any other junk food I can find).

You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then disappear off the face of the earth.

You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.

When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.

You tend to collect Big Sticks off the ground like picking pennies off the ground.

No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.

The letters on your keyboard are wearing off.

Your friends and family think that you have carpal tunnel syndrome.

People think you have A.D.D.

You think it'd be cool to have A.D.D. (Wouldn't it, though? It'd make life so much more interesting).

You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense.

You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason. (I always end up getting weird looks from my parents, brother, or anyone else around me at the time).

Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.

And FINALLY, the one way to tell if you're a good writer: You failed English 101.

(Copy that into you're profile if you fit one or more of the descriptions).

I hope that something on my profile made you happy, snicker, smile, or something of that nature. lol. Have a good day! =)