Welcome to my profile!

Stuff 'bout Me...

Name: Alejandra (no last name...I'll keep it for myself)

Age: 13

Birthplace: Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, México (Yep, I'm mexican!)

Current Residence: Saltillo, Coahuila, México.

Sex: I'm a ...GIRL!

News:

21.03.06- W00T! SPRING'S HERE! YAY! ... -ahem- Now... onto bussiness, (I've said that a lot lately oO;). I have a page of both fics. So.. less time for you guys to wait, even though...be patient. Might get lazy. ;3

17.03.06- I just have this fic in mind, (no Nabila, not the one we talked about), and yeah... maybe it'll work, maybe not. -shrugs-

Yesh, I'm posting a small err, spoiler of that fic below, somewhere. So you can e-mail me to see if you like it or not. =/ Oh yeah.. if you send the e-mail, as a subject put, "FF.net story" or something like that, or else I won't read it. X_X

05.02.06- OH NO! My comp crashed... t-the chappie... is gone! x_x I need to start again. Be patient. Okay?

20.01.06- Today, I decided to delete my other fic. =/ And for those who care, I finally have about one page and a half of the fourth chappy. Sorry, I haven't had time for it. ;-; Still, I think my description is getting better. O_O So, w00t! Let's party because of that! XD ... -_- Okay, maybe not. Let's see, I have some ideas for fics... I'm not sure if they'll work, though. So... I'll think more about it. Till then... see-ya!

Progress:

May and Brendan: A New Adventure

Progress: LOOK! A WALL=O

New fic. With no tittle, yet.

Progress: -listening to music- ... Huh? What do you want?

Contact Me~

Xanga (if you have one)

Pokemon International (PM me sometime! Or join & be active ;D) I'm cυтe тogepι there.

Idea For New Fic

Brendan Birch looked nervously around, the sixteen-year-old boy, wearing blue jeans, a light green T-shirt, and red shoes with white shoelaces, carefully moved his luggage around the school, making sure not to hit someone with it. His red eyes looked up from the floor, feeling there was someone near. All happened fast, that someone was in the floor, Brendan’s stuff flying in the air, and Brendan, well; he was staring idiotically at the ceiling.

What do you think? Bad, good, regular?

Hope you review my fic! XDDDD

~Ale