Hi population of fanfiction.net (?).

I'm therealgalinda but not literally (lol) and I'm not going to make a list of everything I like or post my identity card.

I'll just say English isn't my mother language, that's why when I speak or write I often feel like I'm doing something wrong or making mistakes.

Anyway my first obsession right now is Wicked the musical so all my fics are about it. Kristin Chenoweth and Idina Menzel are my life, I just empathize so much with Galinda's character 'cause we're really similar! I wish to move to London someday.

In my spare time I love singing and acting but I kinda do it mostly for myself because I'm too shy for showing this part of me at my parents.

Thanks and, after sharing this little piece of me with you, I only can wish you to have a good time reading my stories.

The Wicked Creed

When ever it rains, I promise to remember Ephie

When ever I see animal abuse, I promise to remember Doctor Dillamond.

When ever I see someone with disablities, I promise to remember Nessarose.

When I see someone who's vaintity blinds them, I'll think of Galinda.

When I see someone who's changed for good through a death, I'll remember Glinda.

When I hear about cruel dictators, I'll curse the Wizard and his deeds.

When I see a bullying teacher, I'll remember Madme Morrible.

When I see two lovers risking everything for the other, I'll remember Fiyero and Elphaba.

When I hear children teasing another for differences, I'll remember Elphaba and her strength.

When I see two friends fighting, I'll remember Glinda and Elphaba...and how one argument can effect the rest of your life.

When I see a boy lovesick over a girl that'll never be his, I'll remember Boq.

When ever I see a monkey chattering, I'll remember how hard Elphaba worked to get Chistery to talk.

If you love Wicked, You'll think of this creed and post it in you profile

Girls are like Apples on trees. The best Ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for The good ones because they are afraid Of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they Just get the rotten apples from the ground That aren't as good, but easy. So the apples At the top think something is wrong with Them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right Boy to come along, the one Who's brave enough To climb All the way To the top Of the tree.

Copy and paste that in your profile if you agree!