Hey people! I finally got an account here! For those of you who were wondering, the picture says: NINJA CAT ATTACK: By the time he noticed it, he was already dead.

My favorite series are The Sisters Grimm (I don't deny being obsessed with it), Maximum Ride, The Hunger Games, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and the Darkest Powers Trilogy.

I'll tell you right now that I am definatley not a girly girl. Things I hate: make-up, dresses, skirts, skorts, very short shorts, V- necks, high- heels, Justina Beaver (oops, I mean Justin Bieber, who needs to die to death), Justin Bieber fangirls (and fanguys yes, they do exist *shudders*), Miley Cyrus (and Hannah Montana), Bruno Mars (or however you spell his name), Lady Ga-ga(who does belong under the category of things), Lady Ga-ga's meat dress (it scares me deeply), Karlie (a girl in my school that loves/ is/ wears everything on this list), and vegetables. This list seems to get longer every day and I left out a bunch of things.

Favorite manga/anime: Bleach (I LOVE this manga!), Inuyasha (Puppy ears!), and Naruto (has WAY too much filler, though)

RANDOM THINGS ABOUT THE QUEEN OF SNEAKS:

1. If you betray me, do not expect to be forgiven. Ever.
2. I am completely random at most times.
3. I an a strait A student, but if you ask me any questions about a test five minutes after I took it, I won't remember any information that was on said test.
4. Things I have created include: Alice- the Flying Ninja, Bobby- the Itallian Dwarf, Stevey McBob- the Ghost We Got From Disney Land, and Skiff- the Magical Platypus, If you steal them, especially Skiff, I will not be a happy Cocopuff.
5. I named myself Cocopuff Luckycharms McFruitloop.
6. I read. A lot.
7. I suck at typing, so my teachers yell at me.
8. I find it extermely annoying when writers on FF discontinue stories. I will try my best not to do that.
9. I could easily be described as insane, sarcastic, and random. (Ooh, look! A butterfly! Wait... it just ate my brother. Yay! Wait... I don't have a brother. WHO ARE YOU!)
10. I space out. A lot. Usually during class.
11. I have a very short term memory.
12. To me, boys are still gross, stupid, have cooties, and only exist to entertain me with their infinate stupidity.
13. I still write KP on my hand every day.
14. KP stands for Cootie Protection. It was made in Kindergarten, when we all thought cootie started with a K.
15. I am extremely bored right now.
16. If you hate on The Sisters Grimm in front of me, do not expect to ever see the light of day again. Ever.
17. My friends always ask me for correct spelling and meanings to words. I am not a walking dictionary like they think I am.
18. My friend, Fruitloop, is the only one that does not do 17. She is like my sister.
19. I have borderline OCD when it comes to cleaning (which sucks) and spelling/ punctuation.
20. I am an only child. And proud of it!
21. I would die without being able to listen to my music everyday.
22. I was in honor choir, chorus, and school plays.
23. I also tend to be sadistic...
24. I can put a smile on anyone's face when they're felling down, and have been told that I can always brighten up your day just by being there.
25. But don't forget I can also make your life a nightmare if you betray my friends and/or family.
26. Am somehow great with kids and they often get very attached. (And vice- versa!)
27. I absolutley love the rain. It helps me think and clear my head.
28. I will come out of the house at night just to lay in the grass and stare at the stars.
29. I love nature and taking pictures of things that most people find insignificant, but I believe can tell many stories and should be treasured.
30. Though I am crazy, Give me the right situation and I can be very deep.
31. I don't care what other people think of me.
32. I am definatley not popular and wouldn't have it any other way.
34. I hold very few strong friendships, but when I do, you will never be left behind, forgotten, or betrayed in any way and I will always be there for you.
35. Guys suck. They're all stupid, evil, perverted jerkazoids. Stupid evil stalker-ish creeps...

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Didn't get enough of me? Well, here's a rough description.

Hair: Naturally dark brown, black when wet, red in direct sunlight (don't know why it does that). Extremely long, no bangs, etc.

Eyes: Again, dark brown. And I mean DARK brown. Some people try to tell me my eyes are black. For some reason, they (and I kid you not) ARE black when I'm happy and turn a light brown when someone irritates/angers me. It's kinda creepy. But mut my Mom's turn green when she's upset.

Height: I donno... 5" 3'? I'm only, like, twelve. So not necessarily short, but not tall either.

Age: We just went through this. I'm twelve. Happy? Yeesh. Interrogation, much?

Location: My house. Earth. More specifically, the good ol' US of A. Maybe this IS an interrogation... If this is the CIA, FBI, or CSI, I DIDN'T DO IT! YOU CAN'T PROVE SHIZ!

I hate doing anything with my hair, but on the few occasions I put my hair in a braid, people tell me I look like Katniss.

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TQOS Random Rants:

1. The Maximum Ride series in the later books. I'm sorry, but James Patterson made a terrible mistake that I call TFRM (The Fatal Romance Mistake.). He started the series off great, but then they turned into cheesy, cliched romance novels and he practically threw Maxes' personality down the drain and turned her into a lovesick puppy that wants to do nothing but suck face with Fang. Then after he leaves, she turns into a depressed, dramatic mental case that does nothing but cry and yell. I hate romance novels. Sure, I'll read them if they have a good plot, but he threw the plot away and went all TFRM on us. I'm not amused people, not amused at all.

2. When people write extreme fluff with text- talk, OOC-ness, spelling errors, and no real plot other then fluff.

Example: hey wats up uglee puck said oh i hate u sabirna yelled cryeeing she ran upstares ohno puck thinked and finded brina cryeeing her i's (eyes)out i dont like u no mores sabrina cryeed brina i loves u puck said really sabrina asked yes they kissed and liveed hapi eva afta the end.

You see what I mean? That physically, mentally, and emotionally hurt to write. Please excuse me while I try to forget this ever happened.

Okay, I'm better now. It took a few days, but no permanent damage was done. I have decided to write another example, even though I probably shouldn't.

Example: Hi i m sabirna. i am like, so popular n all teh boyz stair at me. karlie the hed cher leder hatse me cuz evry1 tinks i am beter thsn her. i usuly wear low vnecks wit no straps and shorts taht mak the boyz drule or relly short drezes. ive d8ed all te guyz in flhs but puck ho is d8n karlie. i no al the gosip n am a totle fasionista.(HOW THE FNICK DO YOU SPELL THAT!)

Yeah. I'm sorry for those of you who were expecting more, but you don't understand how much that physically hurts. I had to stop here.

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Oh my gosh! You guys HAVE to go to this site! It's hilarious! It's Mad Libs on steroids in terms of awesomeness:

Here's what happened when I tried:

On a weird and happy morning, Puck sat in a tree. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His patella ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Sabrina to love someone with an angry foot?

Lethley, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a bored smelly glop-grenade, all on a summer's day. I wish my Sabrina would punch me, in her own prettyful way..."

"Do you?" Sabrina sat down beside Puck and put her hand on Puck's fist. "I think that could be arranged."

Puck gasped carefully. "But what about my angry foot?"

"I like it," Sabrina said carelessly. "I think it's ugly."

They came together and their kiss was like a spaztic Fairy-boy that had too much sugar.

"I love you," Puck said irritatedly.

"I love you too," Sabrina replied and punched him.

They bought a chimpanzee, moved in together, and lived evily ever after.

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I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with books, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things.

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For me crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in in a book. Crazy is when you yell at fictional book characters for doing stupid things or when you decide to hunt down fictional book characters and kill them for hurting other fictional book characters. Crazy is when your mother has to pry books or manga or some sort of technology from your fingertips and you start to sob. Crazy is when you just said something very serious then burst out laughing. Crazy is when you save up hundreds of dollars for college then blow it all at a candy store. Crazy is when you start laughing hysterically because of a sign on the computer that said DO NOT TURN OFF. Crazy is when you brake your leg wile getting a glass of water. Crazy is when you're trying to capitalize the C in crazy for 10 minutes when you realize the caps lock is still on and your holding the shift botton. Copy and Paste this onto your profile if you're crazy.

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Well, you've (finally) made it to my work. Read, Review, and Enjoy!