Okay, so ... a little bit about myself:

Name: Not telling, but just call me raven =)

Age: Do I really have to answer this ? haha but im in middle school :P

Location: Haha Sydney, Australia, but I'm half filipino :D

Gender: Female DUH !

Favourite anime: Cardcaptor Sakura, Rosario + a Vampire, Ouran Highschool Host Club, Prince of Tennis, and a whole lot more !

Favourite books: Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Ranger's Apprentice, Heroes of Olympus, and a whole lot more !

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.

--If you have ever acted so evilly and unpredictably random one moment then completely forget you did anything and your friends now believe that you have a bad case of short term memory loss, copy and paste this on your profile.

--If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile.

--If you have ever said something that had nothing to do with your current conversation, copy and paste this into your profile!

--If you have ever been called a bookworm and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile.

--If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this onto your profile

--If you ever heard voices in your head, copy and paste 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 love rain, copy and paste this into your profile.

--If your a loner or a lone wolf and not lonely(there's a difference), copy and paste.

--If you think that if girls should rule the world and it would be a better place then copy this onto your profile.

--If you have ever had a random song pop into your head at the most completely and utter worst time but you sing it anyway copy this into your profile.

--If you ever felt like just running somewhere, copy this into your profile.

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

--If you like reading, copy and paste this into your profile.

--If you are bored copy and paste this in your profile.

--If you are an absolute anime freak then copy and paste this onto your profile.

--If you like smiley faces, then copy this into your profile :D

--If you love romance stories, paste this in your profile.

--If you and/or your best friend is insane, copy and paste this into your profile.

--If you would absolutely love waking up in a different dimension full of magic, put this into your profile!

--If you think at least one anime/manga character is MEGA hot you know you do, copy and paste this to your profile.

--If you think Japan is cool copy this into your profile.

--If you never study and it's a miracle you still get good grades without knowing anything at all, copy and paste this onto your profile.

--For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you just what you find so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour long sob-fest, then start singing and dancing when your favorite song plays. Crazy is when you do or say a totally random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or start having a thumb war with yourself. So if you're crazy, copy this onto your profile.

Calling me FAKE won't make you REAL.

Calling me STUPID won't make you SMART.

Calling me WEAK won't make you STRONG.

Calling me UGLY won't make you PRETTY.

Calling me POOR won't make you RICH.

Calling me FAT won't make you PERFECT.

Calling me UNCOOL won't make you COOL.

--I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no way Paper can beat Rock. Is Paper supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? If so, why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that crap up in two seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my ready made fist and say, oh, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you.

Did you know...

kissing is healthy.

it's good to cry.

chicken soup actually makes you feel better.

94 percent of boys would love it if you sent them flowers.

lying is actually unhealthy.

you really only need to apply mascara to your top lashes.

it's actually true, boys DO insult you when they like you.

89 percent of guys want YOU to make the first move.

it's impossible to apply mascara with your mouth closed.

chocolate will make you feel better.

most boys think it's cute when you say the wrong thing.

a good friend never judges.

a good foundation will hide all hickeys... not that you have any.

boys aren't worth your tears.

we all love surprises.

That chewing gum makes you smarter.

That people from provinces or the countryside are smarter that city folks?

That watching cartoons/anime and reading comics/manga makes you smarter? (LOL)

The Percy Jackson pledge:

I promise to remember Percy

Whenever I'm at sea

I promise to remember Annabeth

Whenever a spider comes at me

I promise to protect nature

For Grover's sake of course

I promise to remember Luke

When my heart fills with remorse

I promise to remember Chiron

Whenever I see a sign that says ''Free Pony Ride''

I promise to remember Tyson

Whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side

I promise to remember Thalia

Whenever a friend is scared of heights

I promise to remember Clarisse

Whenever I see someone that gives me a fright

I promise to remember Bianca

Whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother

I promise to remember Nico

Whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others

I promise to remember Zoe

Whenever I watch the stars

I promise to remember Rachel

Whenever a limo passes my car.

Yes I promise to remember PJO

Wherever I may go

Now swear it on the River Styx!

NORMAL PEOPLE: rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast
PJO FANS:will tell Zeus to make it rain

NORMAL PEOPLE: say OMG!
PJO FANS: say OH MY GODS!

NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings
PJO FANS:won't go to one because they will take away their awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or i'll tell on you!
PJO FANS: say shut up or my godly parent will vaporize you!

NORMAL PEOPLE: think that PJO fans are stupid
PJO FANS: know that normal people are stupid

NORMAL PEOPLE: when being chased yell HELP ME SOMEBODY!
PJO FANS: when being chased use their awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: get nervous/scared during thunderstorms
PJO FANS: yell at Zeus to calm down

NORMAL PEOPLE: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation
PJO FANS: would try and find Camp Half Blood

NORMAL PEOPLE:don't have this on their profile
PJO FANS: MUST have this on their profile!

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.

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 a round. 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 afterall, 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 without 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 newspaper 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 newspaper 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 forever.. 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.

You Know You're a Book Addict If:

You can randomly open to a page and know exactly what's going on. (Yeah)

Read the book until 4 A.M., then get back up at 7 to continue reading. (I'm afraid so)

You write fanfictions about the book. (I plan to)

You try to get all of your friends (and everyone else) to read your favorite books. (Yeah! All the time)

You accidentally call everyone by the character's names. (Unfortunately I do)

Everything reminds you of the book.(Definitely)

You quote random lines all the time. (Of course!)

You try to do things that the characters do, even though you know you can't. (Guilty)

You've gotten incredibly bored in class, and debated on doing something your favorite character can do to escape the class. (Yes, but in my head)

You have pictures of your favorite characters on your iPod. (Yes)

You've got a book memorized. (Yeah!)

You've read a book more than five times. (YES!!)

You've read a book with 400+ pages in less than two days. (Yep)

You've planned and prepared a siege on a writer's house because he/she killed a character you like. (Okay, so maybe I did)

You've plotted to murder a character and steal her boyfriend. (Guilty again)

You hate it when someone calls your favorite character fictional. (Yes)

You blatantly deny it when someone calls a character fictional. (YES)

Your idol is a character from a book. (Yeah)

I am a book addict and proud of it!!! If you are one too, copy and paste this on your profile.

put this on your page
║╚╣║║╚╗ if you love to laugh

When the going gets tough, I go watch anime.

If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.

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

P-erfect

E-xciting

R-ocks

C-ool

Y-es! He's Awesome!

A-mazing

N-ice as can be when happy

N-othing stands in her way

A-wesome

B-est at fighting

E-xciting

T-oo smart

H-at that turns her invisible

P-erfect couple

E-xciting together

R-un everywhere together

C-ool when together

A-wesome couple

B-etter than Prachel

E-verything done with eachother

T-he famous demigod couple

H-ottest couple ever!

Percabeth rules!!!!!

can you blveiee tihs?

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh i awlyas kenw i was strnage. =)

Random Sayings(Some of them are true about me and some are just hilarious!):

-I don’t suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.

-I used to have a handle on life, but it broke.

-Don’t take life too seriously, you won’t get out alive.

-You’re just jealous because the voices only talk to me.

-I’m not a complete idiot, some parts are missing.

-Always forgive your enemies - Nothing annoys them so much.

-When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

-Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling.

-Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else.

-What do you mean, my birth certificate expired?

-My mind works like lightning...one brilliant flash and it's gone.

-When life gives you lemons, make grape juice, then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.

-The newscaster is the person who says "Good evening" and then tells you why it's not.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...

You talk to yourself a lot.

You talk to yourself about talking to yourself.

When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else.

99.8 of anime fans are obsessing over Naruto. If you are the last few of the clan who can think up three better animes than this, paste this on your profile. Sorry Naruto fans.

1. Cardcaptor Sakura

2. Prince of Tennis

3. Rosario + a Vampire

Repost this if you truly believe in God, or a god.

If all else fails, destroy all evidence that you tried.

You wanna know why God created man before woman? Every masterpiece needs a rough draft!

Boys are like trees - they take fifty years to grow up.

Hate is just a special kind of love we give to people who suck.

'I write for the same reason I breathe; if I didn't I would die'

Writing isn't a career, it's more of a mental illness.

The more you love someone,the more you want them dead.

One day your prince will come. Mine? Oh he took a wrong turn, got lost, and is too stubborn to ask for directions.

All the good ones are either dating someone, married, or fictional characters in books or movies. (Lol)