I changed my name to New Order. Sorry about that if I've confused you.

In my stories you will find lots of allusions to grunge music/singers and the 1990s. Yes, I know... I'm insane... But that's okay.

If a grape is full of grapeness, then is it bad for someone to be full of themselves? The answer is... well, I don't know because I'm not full of myself.

My favorite literature is... a lot of things. Such as Harry Potter. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I actually enjoyed the Twilight series somewhat. 'Cause it's something entertaining to read on a hot, lazy summer morning at my wooden dining room table... the sunlight pouring in from the window, a nice bowl o' ice cream even though it's 9 AM. It was a flashback of pleasant memory... sorry. Anyway, I love William Burroughs' works. He was a late 20th century novelist, and he wrote some crazy awesome stuff. There's just some literature that I wouldn't recommend to others, and this is it because it's so beloved to me. Naked Lunch was really good. Insane but good. I can't help but shout that out. It was about a really intelligent druggie, more or less. Some other literature... Perfume: Story Of A Murderer. That's my 2nd favorite book, with #1 being Naked Lunch. I liked Perfume because it was written in sorta flowery language, and I like that stuff. It's about a guy that was born with a highly acute sense of smell, but no scent of his own. One day he smells this girl that smells like water lilies and stuff, so he kills her, and her scent goes away. He wants that scent so he goes around trying to recreate it by taking the scent of other people, trying to make the ultimate perfume... But by the end he smells so good that he gets eaten by people. Yum. Grenouille. Gasp. Have I forgotten Fistful of Rain? It's one of those 1 books that your angsty big sister gets from the dollar store and never reads, but then when her little sister gets older she finds it on the shelf and she reads it and loves it. It's about an alcoholic chick that's all famous and then she gets kicked out of her band, and then it goes on and on... I liked it. It's #3 on my beloved books list.

I hate teen literature. I usually read sophisticated stuff and then I get looked at weird for my book titles that I have plastered on the front of my beloved, beautiful literature. I'd take a stack of books over sports any day. I hate sports, too. But I love swimming. That's one thing I can stand. Over the summer, I am fit and muscle-y. And over the non-summer months, I am... well, not. I get loads of crap from my vegetarian sister for that. She enjoys calling my 110 pounds fat. It's just great.

My Harry Potter/Twilight fanfiction crossover was made with the help of two other girls, we finished the whole thing in our Literacy class because our teacher wasn't supervising us properly... so we wrote it then. Darlin24 and verycrazytwilighter helped me write it. Thanks again to them. I wrote most of the story, but a lot of the Bella stuff was done by Darlin24. She gave Bella an awesome personality for the story, also came up for the idea for the name Cedward Calligory. I am to blame for making Cedward fat.

And we're going to write a sequel! Roja (verycrazytwilighter) and I have a few chapters done. We're knocking the chapters back and forth to each other via email. It's fun to write so it should be pretty fun to read. This summer it should be up. Actually... I put up the first part of the second part.

We also have a huge work-in-progress. It's amazing, to say the least. Darlin24 and MaximumAngelFire are the other two writers. This time we're all trying to write equally so it will be a perfect blend of each of our writing styles in a single solid book. It's at 300+ pages as of now, I believe. We're thinking it's a trilogy, and we actually want to get it published. (The reason Cedward Calligory/Bella Potter II is taking so long to go up is because this is eating all my time for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Apologies, Cedward fans.) This story's about three vampires, only of course it's about, well, us three that are writing it, our characters based off of our personalities. I'm not going to describe myself. But Olivia or Bearo can if they want. I'll just describe them:). Bearo's character is cute and angel-like. She gets pissed easily, though. She's got Alec. She also revels in the misery of others. (And your mom called YOU a masochist, Olivia!) And Olivia's? She's the main character, probably because Olivia is outspoken and, like, never shy. But she has these flaming red cheeks that get all red when she gets embarrassed or pissed and you can always tell if you've said the wrong thing to her. Her character is pretty much the same way. Her character is all laissez-faire for the most part. She's got Damon. And I've got Donnie, Louis, Billy, Dave, Gavin, Pat, Anthony, Kris, Chris, Iha, Jimmy, Fran (the dude...), etc, etc... And, unfortunately, Vladimir... I wonder who I've missed. WREN. I AM SO, SO SORRY, WREN. (Dangit, Poppy, he's not even real!)

I'm told I have an unhealthy obsession with all things Cobain. Surprisingly I got all the way down here without mentioning him once. Well, Donnie and Louis... never mind. Do they count?

YES, THEY COUNT! *hits self on head with water bottle*

I'm writing my own thing on my own, with original characters. It's over 900 pages and it's mostly just to vent. It's most likely no good, though. I could probably change my main characters' names to Bella and Edward and put it on Fanfic, but it's a little... you know. Too melancholy, depressing and there's-no-way out. I might someday just put it up here for the hell of it. But I'm mad because my mother read four pages of it and won't stop bringing it up in everyday conversation. And it was a little racy. So it's dead now. Deleted. Gah. I miss it. (I wrote the last few sentences of this paragraph later than the aforementioned ones at the beginning. If that makes sense.)

Music, oh my music. Nirvana is my Nirvana. Fecal Matter. Smashing Pumpkins. (Whore-tney Hate was with Corgan.) Jawbox. Live. Alice In Chains - used to hate them, then I discovered Layne Stoley and cried when I read about his death. 80 pounds, and on April 5th... The similarities are creepy. I don't like Vedder very much, so no Pearl Jam for me. Hmm... Led Zeppelin. Pink Floyd. I can stand Blur. Red Hot Chili Peppers. Aah, the Cornell! Audioslave, Soundgarden. (Soundgarden is better, and they're back together, and I wish I could see them live with all my heart at Lollapalooza...) SONIC YOUTH. They are my #2 favorite. And Foo Fighters, 'cause of Dave Grohl. Beatles. Beck. The Cardigans, with Nina Perrson (Remember the sexy cardigan, Roja and Olivia? Hahaha). Bush, Rossdale sounds like Cobain and they both were with Whore-tney Hate along with Corgers. Corgers sounds so much more childish than Corgan. Anyhoo... Cracker. The Cranberries, The Cure. The Hives. Daniel Johnson's song Tears is one of my favorites, plus I like his drawings of the cyclops bat. Incubus' album Light Grenades is spiffy. And I like a few Hot Hot Heat songs. But just a few, such as that free one I got online by clicking on some Facebook ad... Huh... Meat Puppets. One of the brothers died, by the way. Poor Brother of Meat. Hmmm... Radiohead. The Replacements. THE PIXIES ARE MY #3 FAVORITE BAND, OH YES. AND... I am too lazy to fix all the capitals... Hmm. Queens of the Stone Age. OH MY GOD THE VASELINES ARE FRIKKIN AWESOME. Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam, Molly's Lips, Dying For It, Son of a Gun. (I play the latter on my guitar a lot and make people annoyed.)

Let's see... Vitamin String Quartet does some nice renditions of my favorites, though I wish they didn't do dang Lady Nasto Gaga or whatever they're calling him nowadays. I think I may be misinformed about all those crapzoids. But not sadly misinformed, that is.

Stone Temple Plagarists - I mean Pilots - are good, except they sound like my beloved Nirvana. Though when I played Your Decision by Alice In Chains, I was pissed to find that it sounded just like Polly by Nirvana! I mean, really! I know Polly by heart, I can play like 4 different versions of it on my acoustic and I go skipping through the halls with Morgan shouting "Isn't me, have a seed, lemme clip..." Ya know the rest - at the top of our lungs (we also shout Terry Jacks' Seasons In The Sun, in case you wanted to know) so I noticed this plagiarism right away. And it pissed me off but I like the tune so I kept the song.

Toadies, Them Crooked Vultures. I hope I'm done now.

Nope. Oh No Ono. YUMMEH KEYBOARDIST.

I hate spelling mistakes and when people use text-talk in real life, in a conversation. What the heck are they trying to prove? That they know what LOL means? I mean, really. I know what LOL means. Llamas On Line.

I HATE:

HOLE (because of Her, because Kristin Pfaff was really good and pretty before she died in a bathtub, and the others are okay), GUNS AND ROSES (because of Axl Rose, the others are okay, especially the guy that wants to run with Krist Novoselic for president. 'Cause the guy's nice, he apologized to Krist. He could have stopped Cobain from getting on the flight, but noooo.) AND OTHER MODERN MAINSTREAM CRAP WHICH INCLUDES POSERS LIKE MILEY CYRUS AND THE JONAS BROTHERS, AND SELENA SOMETHING-OR-OTHER. But, as it makes me feel like a traitor, I like Old Age by Hole because Cobain wrote it and on his two recordings you can't tell what he's saying, but even She had better pronunciation than him, so you can hear what the lyrics are.

All that glitters is sour. Don't tell me that when I'm having a hypo-manic episode. Did I mention I'm a bit bipolar, as I'm told?

I have strong opinions with music, but for other things... Eh, I could probably care much less. I play my guitar for hours on end and annoy the heck out of my family with hour-long performances of Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam. I want a new acoustic, because mine sucks and I usually play the other one 'cause it sounds better and it has strings that make a fun warbly metal noise when you pull the string on the 2nd note of Heaven Beside You by none other than Alice In Chains.

I just got a new bass. It's a Fender Squier and it's beautiful. Ah lurrve it.

My calendar is this little datebook/agenda thing filled with things like Helen Keller quotes and Eleanor Roosevelt quotes. I like coloring all the day-blocks different colors and writing my own lyrics or my favorite bands' lyrics in it in random and sometimes inappropriate places in the book. Once it was confiscated, and I was scared, to say the least, by the marsh-hog. Luckily the marsh-hog only read the quote on the cover. If they were to find some of the stuff written in there...

I'd like to upload something around now... I'll go change a few names around...

Whoa, it's time for me to be off.

Hope you enjoy our fanfictions!