So, this is my profile page, duh! That's why you clicked on it!

I don't really have any projects in the works right now, as I have limited creativity, so I mostly just use my profile for various Fanfiction interactions, like reviews and PMs.

Anyway, here is some basic information about myself:

Gender: Male

Age: In between 19-29 years

Name: Anon Y. Mous (If I end up PM-ing you for long enough I'll probably tell you eventually)

Likes (In no particular order):

1. Math

2. Chemistry (My major)

3. Puzzles (I love analyzing things, sometimes TOO much)

4. Video Games

5. Reading (actually good) Fanfiction [I'd like to think I have a good selection within My Favorites, so check them out!]

6. Auntie Anne's Pretzels (soft, delicious, melt-in-your-mouth salty goodness)

7. God! (Below is a very powerful story about Him. I was very moved by it, so please read with an open mind.)

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in Him, and read even if you don't.

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 it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

Here is a joke I heard from my Algebra I teacher back in Middle School (Don't be offended if you are Russian.):

Q. Why are firetrucks red?

A. Because roses are red too,

two plus two equals four,

four plus four equals eight,

eight plus four equals twelve,

there are twelve inches in a ruler,

Queen Mary was also a ruler,

Queen Mary was also a ship,

ships sail the seas,

the seas have fish,

fish have fins,

the Fins fought the Russians,

Russians are red (yes, this is a stereotype, so please take no offense...),

and because firetrucks are always rushin', they are red too!

...What a strange joke. Post this if you want!

May God bless you!

-Marioman101