Heyo guys and gals Im Leapordsky of SkyClan! I'm a girl, in middle school, and love to write! I hate it when boys think theyre better so I'm competitive, sarcastic, love to make jokes, and hate shopping! I mean how do you people STAND IT?!?! It bores me to death... xD

Ok so heres some copy and pastes that a lot of you laugh at but never copy and paste... :)

Warrior Cats fan Oath
I'll remember Brightheart when I see a scar one someone's face
I will think of WindClan when I win a race
I'll remember Silverstream when I see a young mother
I'll remember Violet when I worry about my brother
I will remember Goosefeather when nobody believes me
I will think of Scourge when someone's teased for being tiny
I'll remember Mothwing when I find it hard to believe
I'll be reminded of Princess when I see someone, who seems naive
I'll always think of Heathertail when someone wants to be 'just friends'
I will think of StarClan when I am near the end
I will think of Tawnypelt whenever I feel judged
I will think of Darkstripe when somebody holds a grudge
I promise to remember Cinderheart when I climb a tree
I'll remember Midnight whenever I'm at sea
I'll remember Leafpool when I must follow my heart
I will think of Hollyleaf if I ever fall apart,
I'll remember Brambleclaw when I must prove myself
I'll remember Spottedleaf when I'm suffering from bad health
I'll remember Lionblaze when I am feeling strong
I'll remember Tigerstar if I choose the path thats wrong
I'll remember Dovewing when I hear of something far away
I'll remember Cloudtail when a kitten catches their first prey
I'll remember Bluestar whenever I must choose
I'll remember Crowfeather when the one I love, I loose
Feathertail will be in my mind whenever I must be brave
And I'll remember The Tribe when I'm in a cave
I'll remember Ashfur when somebody breaks my heart
I'll remember Barley when me and my siblings are far apart
I'll remember Ivypool when I try to be the best
I'll remember Firestar when my loyalty's put to the test
I'll remember Crookedstar if someone abandons me
I'll remember Ravenpaw if I ever have to flee
I'll remember Jayfeather when I have a strange dream
I'll think of Cherrytail and Sparrowpelt whenever I eat cream
I'll always think of Cinderpelt when my leg is sore
I'll remember Longtail when I can see no more
I'll remember the many battles when I see conflict or strife
I promise to remember all these cats for the rest of my life.

FUNNY THINGS TO DO IN AN ELEVATOR

1.When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
2.Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
3.Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
4.Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor your on.
5.Hold the doors open and say your waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?"
6.Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"
7.Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.
8.Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an apointment.
9.Lay down the twister mat and ask people if they would like to play.
10.Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask them if they can hear ticking.
11.Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.
12.Ask, "Did you feel that?"
13.Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.
14.When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay, don't panic, they open again!"
15.Swat at flies that don't exist.
16.Tell people that you can see their aura.
17.Call out, "Group Hug!"and then enforce it.
18.Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!"
19.Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?"
20.Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
21.Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly.
22.Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.
23.Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.
24.Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
25.Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce, "I have new socks on".
26.Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passnegers, "This is MY personal space!"
27.When a person in the elevator repeatedly pushes a button (such as "close" or "9") say, "Congratulations, you figured out that if you push the
button 20 times, it works quicker!"
28.Whistle the first seven notes of "Its a Small World" incessantly.
29.Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside down.
30.When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.
31.Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral.
32.Meow occasionally.
33.Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.
34.Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.
35.When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "Is that your beeper?"
37.Say "I wonder what all these do" and push the red buttons.
38.Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body."

People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy this into your profile!

If you are the kind of person that gets really excited when you get like two reviews, copy this into your profile.

When life gives you lemons, make grape juice, then watch the world wonder how you did it.

When life gives you lemons, post them on fanfiction and grin like the cheshire cat.

There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Of course, it's usually an oncoming express train.

I don't smoke, there are cooler ways to die. (Such as jumping of the Sydney Harbour Bridge yelling 'I believe I can fly!').

Boys are like trees, they take 50 years to grow up

When in doubt, push random buttons.

Yes, I hit like a girl. You could too if you tried a bit harder!

Don't take life to seriously, no one gets out alive.

REMEMBER WHEN ..
Getting high meant swinging at a playground?
The worst thing you could get from a boy was cooties?
Your worst enemies were your siblings?
Race issues were about who ran fastest?
When war was a card game?
Life was simple and care free?
Remember when all you wanted to do
WAS GROW UP?

PONDER THIS

Why is it considered necessary to nail down the lid of a coffin?
Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
So what's the speed of dark?
How come abbreviated is such a long word?
A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops On my desk, I have a work station. Shouldn't that be where the work stops?
If quitters never win, and winners never quit, what fool came up with, "Quit while you're ahead"?
Why do they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we supposed to do...write to these men?
Why do they sterilize needles for lethal injections?
Why does an "X" stand for a kiss?
If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
Why do we teach kids that violence is not the answer and then have them read about wars in school that solved America's problems?
Why is Donkey Kong called "DONKEY" Kong if he's a monkey?
Why do we wash behind our ears? Who really looks there?
Why don't the hairs on your arms get split ends?
"Cute as a button" Is that supposed to be a compliment? Since when are buttons cute?
Why does the sun lighten our hair, but darken our skin?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, while dish washing liquid made with real lemons?
Why Noah didn't swat those two mosquitoes?
Why sheep don't shrink when it rains?
Why they are called "apartments" when they are all stuck together?
Why is it called common sense if it's so rare?

Hunger Games Fan Oath:

I promise to remember Rue When mockingbirds’ songs wake me

I’ll think of Foxface every time I eat a strange new berry

If my little sister pets a goat I promise to think of Prim

And if my best friend acts depressed Then Gale; I’ll think of him

When I toss some wood in the fire I’ll think of Katniss every time

And I’ll always think of Peeta When my birthday cake’s sublime

The Capitol will cross my mind When someone is unfair

I’ll be sure to think of Clove Each time I pretend to care

I’ll always think of Glimmer If someone’s pretty, but a dunce

And Thresh will occupy my mind If I spare someone, something . . . Once

Whenever I watch a reality show I will think of the Hunger Games

I’ll sure imagine Haymitch If someone calls me names

I swear to think of Cato When I’m homicidally inclined

I’ll make sure I think of Effie When there’s nothing on my mind

I swear to remember the Hunger Games And Catching Fire too And that's just what I'll do.

FAKE FRIENDS: wipes your tears when your rejected

BEST FRIENDS: goes up to him and says, "It's because your gay isn't it?"

FAKE FRIENDS: Ask you to write down your number

REAL FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial

FAKE FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell

REAL FRIENDS: Already know not to tell

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.

REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.

FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.

REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Dang … we really messed up … but that sure was fun!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.

REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it’s yours.

FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.

REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.

REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.

REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.

REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.

REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what’s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.

REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will sit by you by the pool.

REAL FRIENDS: Will push you in and throw a tampon at you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

REAL FRIENDS: Will copy and paste this

95% of girls would sit and cry if Justin Beiber jumped off of the Empire State Building. Copy and Paste this if you are part of the 5% that would sit there with popcorn and a soda and yell, "Do a flip!"

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school

He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"

Copy and paste this into your profile if you have a heart.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.

She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."

"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile.

If you believe teenagers are steryotyped, put this on your profile.

If you've ever tried to put your hair behind your ears and ended up poking yourself in the eye, copy this into your profile

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, add this to your profile

If you think iPods were gifts from the gods copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you like chocolate as much as I do, copy this in your profile.

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 are a total klutz copy this into your profile.

If you have ever stopped to look at something in the middle of a busy street, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your profile

If at one time you misspelled or forgot how to spell a word less than four letters, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you're single and proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile.

93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy and paste this into your profile

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.

98 of the internet population has a Myspace. If you're part of the 2 that can resist stupid fads, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile

98 of teenagers do drugs, have sex, and drink alcohol...put this in your profile if you like bagels

If you are against fur coats or killing animals just to look good, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever bursted out laughing in a silent room over something that happened yesterday, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever had a random laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this onto your profile

If you've ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you like smiley faces, then copy this into your profile. :D :P _

If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.

My friend is insane, if you agree or if you have an insane friend then copy this to your profile.

If you are always pressing one button when you mean to press another, copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile

If you have ever tripped down the stairs copy this into your profile.

If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile.

If you have ever tried to make plans for world domination, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever asked a really stupid and obvious question, copy and past this into your profile

If you've ever answered a rhetorical question, copy and paste this into your profile

If you've ever pushed on a door that said pull, or vice versa, copy and paste this into your profile

If you wish writing fanfiction was a school subject, copy and paste this into your profile.

Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?

Boy: no.

Girl: Do you like me?

Boy: no

Girl: Do you want me?

Boy: no.

Girl: Would you cry if I left?

Boy: no.

Girl: Would you live for me?

Boy: no.

Girl: Would you do anything for me?

Boy: no

Girl: Choose: me or your life.

Boy: My life.

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says:

Boy: The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.

The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.

The reason why I don't want you is because I need you.

The reason why I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.

The reason why I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.

The reason why I wouldn't do anything for you is because I would do EVERYTHING for you.

The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.

'At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.

When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.

When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.

When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus, carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deeply he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him. You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Month one Mommy I am only 8 inches long but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two Mommy today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three You know what Mommy I'm a girl!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry.You sound so sad. It makes me sad too and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.

Month Four Mommy my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns!Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven Mommy I am okay. I am in God's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . . One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch.Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this

Your mistake.

Your choice.

But it's not your life.

So don't take away another life because you made a mistake.

If you're against abortion, repost this and add your name to the list. samredlamb7, Leopardsky

I am not that girl, The one that is super popular. The one that is rich. The one obsessed with Twilight. The one that will lie to get her way. The one that doesn't care about your feelings. The one that wears her Team Edward or Team Jacob shirt proudly. The one that has a new boyfriend every week. The one that hates her life because she wears size-two jeans. The one that would cry over a boy. The one that loves Justin Bieber. The one that will give up because she broke a nail. The one that started wearing makeup at nine years old.

BUT

I am that girl, The one who likes books more than boys. The one who pretends not to be sad, just to make others happy. The one who reads and writes to escape. The one who just wants to help. The one that really wants to make a difference. The one that sticks to her values. The one that doesn't look at race or homosexuality. The one that cries when she feels alone and helpless; it only shows she's strong. The one that knows she's beautiful, no matter what others say. The one that refuses to believe that this is it. The one that doesn't care if she eats too many cinnamon buns...they taste good. The one that people like, because she's crazy. The one that doesn't care if she looks like a retard, because if looking like a retard is what it takes, go for it. The one that will do anything to make a better tomorrow. The one who won't give in. The one won't give up.

To maintain a healthy level of insanity

1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.

2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.

3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that.

4. When caught sleeping at school/work/wherever you are not supposed to be sleeping, and you are woken up, shout, "AMEN!"

5.Put Decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.

6.Finish all your sentences with 'In Accordance With The Prophecy'.

7. Skip down the hall rather than walk and see how many looks you get.

8. Order a diet water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.

9.Specify That your drive-through order Is 'To Go'.

10. Sing along at the opera.

11. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds all day.

12. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you have a headache.

13. When the money comes out The ATM, scream 'I Won! I Won!'

14. When leaving the Zoo, start running towards the parking lot, yelling 'Run For Your Lives! They're Loose!'

You Know You're a Writer When;

Every time you hear a song, you think of a new story or one you've already written.
You have the last chapters of a story done before even thinking of the characters names.
You often imagine your books becoming movies.
Spell check is your best friend.
You give even the smallest of characters a huge background.
You hesitate before killing of one of your favorite characters.
You smile really big when you are going to finally write a character love scene.
Every time you read something, you make your own story of the same thing.
You'll spend an hour trying to find one word cause you won't dare use a synonym.
Not being able to write is like not being able to pee to you... you just can't hold it in for so long.
You write so fast, you leave out words in a sentence.
You have to tell at least one person your whole story before it's even written.
Things that are written badly annoy you and make you want to re-write it better.
You laugh at jokes you wrote yourself.
You can spell words like 'troublesome' but can't spell 'the' half the time.
If you are not writing or typing, your fingers are moving constantly.
You talk to yourself... constantly.
When you have to write some sort of story in class, you get carried away.
You would rather die than use words like 'good' or 'nice' and etc.
You put off the last chapter of a story simply because you don't want it to end.
You start to cry when writing about a death or other depressing event you knew was coming, and you are the one writing it.
When on a roll, you will ignore hunger, sleepiness, or the urge to pee until you run out of ideas.
If a story, movie, show, etc. finishes without closure, you have a powerful need to write a suitable ending.
You like to fidget, tap, or chew on the tip of something when you are trying to come up with a new sentence, paragraph, chapter, or story.
You are in love with the Thesaurus.
You dream about your stories.
You dream of new stories.
You often revisit some of your old stories.
Someone can call your name twenty times without you hearing if you're writing.
You would rather talk to the voices in your head than the person sitting next to you.
You would rather write than go out.
Your/you're and their/there/they're are errors that send you into an apoplectic fit.
You get cranky if you don't get to write.
You've heard/seen something, and thought, I need to write that down.
You wake up in the middle of the night and scrabble for a pen and paper you keep next to your bed to write down a scene to make the voices be quiet so you can get some sleep.
Getting the scene finished is more important than coffee, the bathroom, or food.
A blank wall becomes the screen where the scene you're writing takes place right in front of your eyes.
You can't write because you're mad at one of your characters.
You start to laugh out loud in public at what something your character might say.
Even though you try your hardest to resist, you often correct your own grammar on IM.
You talk to yourself about talking to yourself too much.
Your family/friends have come to the ignore the habit of your talking to yourself.
You've apologized out loud to a character after doing something horrible to them.
STOLEN FROM Huntress of Sacred Dreams

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