XxStarLitxX said : Wow, it's been a long time since I last updated this. College sure takes a whole lot of your time, I tell you. And now that I'm on my last year, I think I hit my bussiest year. Even now, I'm in the middle of my mid test week. I need something to relief my mind so I decided to visit here.

So, at the end of November I'll have a five days trip to Hongkong. Though it's for a competition I joined, I hope it'll be some short of fun trip too. There's so much I want to share but it'll turn into an essay on this supposed-to-be-brief status. I'll be back in a month or two. Ja!

Hi! Hello XD

Welcome to my profile

Some things 'bout me :

I’m now : high school student, 2nd year

Age : change every year, on the last day of September,i was born on 1995, so count by yourself, key?

Gender : I'm not a male, so female of course

Country : Indonesia ( now, you know that I'm from Indonesia which the main language is NOT English, so sorry for grammar mistakes)

Things I do :

I really love reading. You will more often find me holding my phone than my books but, you know what? I'm not messaging, or playing games. I'm reading this fanfic on my phone (Hohoho). Or maybe I'm listening some songs because that's my second hobby. You will often find me singing when I do my chores. And I will sing aloud if nobody's home except me.

I also like taking quotes. I even have a book to write the quotes that I take. And though nobody know, or maybe they now but I don't know that they know, I like dancing. I have one friend that will always play DDR or PUMP with me when we hang out to a mall.

About friends. I have many friends but just a few best friend. But sadly I haven't found my really best friend. You know, someone who really know me. I hope I'll find him/her soon.

But, do you wanna be my friend? Just send PM to me if you interested.

After reading some fic, now I'm trying to create my own fic. And now I know why I don't have my own fic yet till now though I love to read it. It just a simple reason.

I can't describe something properly! I can't describe it like what I want to show you, to tell you. Maybe I only can read without create something. But, seriously, I want to make my own story. I just need some exercise, right? I hope so.

You can also contact me at :

Email Facebook : nicz_roxas@yahoo.com

YahooMessenger : nicz_roxas

gaiaonline : nicz_seiren, sherry_dc18 (but i sheldom to log in there now)

Feel free to add me :)

The Following Has Been Copied From Other Users From Their Pages:

-From Mindori Takahashi who copy this from Sakura-san'952':

6 reasons not to mess with children:

Reason 1:

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.

The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.

The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.

Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.

The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".

The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"

The little girl replied, "Then you ask him ".

Reason 2:

A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.

As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.

The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."

The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like."

Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."

Reason 3:

A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds

After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?"

Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."

Reason 4:

The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.

"Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'

A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."

Reason 5:

A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood.

Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face."

"Yes," the class said.

"Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?"

A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."

Reason 6:

The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch.

At the head of the table was a large pile of apples.

The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray: "Take only ONE. God is watching."

Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.

A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the apples."

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this onto your profile, and add your name to this list: Danyan, Avatarwolf, Shifter-youkai, Vert9411, pinkcherryblossom225, CherryBlossoms016, Sam AKA-SakuxSasuLover-, pinkcherryblossoms225, CrimsonChidori, MikaUchiha,XxStarLitxX,

-From xXxMusicNCookiesxXx

What a Boyfriend SHOULD do:

When she walks away from you mad

Follow her

When she stares at your mouth

Kiss her

When she pushes you or hits you

Grab her and don't let go

When she starts cussing at you

Kiss her and tell her you love her

When she's quiet

Ask her whats wrong

When she ignores you

Give her your attention

When she pulls away

Pull her back

When you see her at her worst

Tell her she's beautiful

When you see her start crying

Just hold her and don't say a word

When you see her walking

Sneak up and hug her waist from behind

When she's scared

Protect her

When she lays her head on your shoulder

Tilt her head up and kiss her

When she steals your favorite hat

Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night

When she teases you

Tease her back and make her laugh

When she doesn't answer for a long time

Reassure her that everything is okay

When she looks at you with doubt

Back yourself up

When she says that she likes you

she really does more than you could understand

When she grabs at your hands

Hold hers and play with her fingers

When she bumps into you

bump into her back and make her laugh

When she tells you a secret

keep it safe and untold

When she looks at you in your eyes

don't look away until she does

When she misses you

she's hurting inside

When you break her heart

the pain never really goes away

When she says its over

she still wants you to be hers

When she repost this bulletin

she wants you to read it -

Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything.-

When she says she's ok don't believe it, talk with her- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you-

Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her-

Treat her like she's all that matters to you.-

Tease her and let her tease you back.-

Stay up all night with her when she's sick.-

Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.-

Give her the world.-

Let her wear your clothes.-

When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.-

Let her know she's important.-

Kiss her in the pouring rain.-

When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is;

"Who's butt am I kicking?"

If you do post this in the next four minutes the one you love will :

Call you.

Kiss you.

Love you.

Text you.

And if you wish that someday you will find the one who treats you like this repost..

-From Mindori Takahashi who copy this from Sakura-Cherry-Blossom-Chan

Girls

are like

apples on trees.

The best ones are

at the top of the tree. The

boys dont 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

~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~

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Yaaaay kitty!

This is Kitty. Copy and paste Kitty into your

signature to help him gain world domination.

-From Little Tenyo

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying

"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 5 minutes while she went to look around. 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 this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, 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. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?''

"OK" he said "I hope that I 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 yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can 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 came again 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: 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady 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-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady 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 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 this 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.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched you. have a heart.

-From Miah-Chan

A black man walks into a cafe one early morning and noticed that he was the only black man there. As he sat down, he noticed a white man behind him.

The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed in here."

The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:

"When I was born I was black,"

"When I grew up I was black,"

"When I'm sick I'm black,"

"When I go in the sun I'm black,"

"When I'm cold, I'm black,"

"When I die, I'll be black,"

"But you sir..."

"When you're born, you're pink,"

"When you grow up, you're white,"

"When you're sick, you're green,"

"When you go in the sun, you turn red,"

"When you're cold you turn blue,"

"And when you die, you turn purple."

"And yet you have the nerve to call me colored."

The black man then sat down and the white man walked away...

Copy this onto your site help stop racism!

If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absoluetly no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull, or vise versa, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you've ever ran UP a "DOWN" escalator, or vise versa, copy and paste this to your profile.

Just b/c we eat animals for food doesn't mean we can cut them up for clothing. Did you know that to get the fur, they club, drown, and anal electrocute the poor animals? And why are they so cruel? B/c they don't want to ruin the furs! If you are against fur coats, clothing, boots, etc. copy this to your profile.

If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking in the first place, copy this to your profile.

If you have your own little world, paste this to your profile.

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy and paste this to your profile.

If you think that I'm making you think too much, copy this to your profile.

If you and/or your best friend are insane, copy and paste this to your profile.

If you are aware that so many people nowadays pretend to be someone they're not, copy this to your profile.

My best friend is insane. If you agree, or you have an insane friend, copy this to your profile.

Month One

Mommy

I am only 8 inches long

but I have all my organs.

I love the sound of your voice.

Every time I hear it

I wave my arms and legs.

The sound of your heart beat

is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy

today I learned how to suck my thumb.

If you could see me

you could definitely tell that I am a baby.

I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.

It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy

I'm a boy!!

I hope that makes you happy.

I always want you to be happy.

I don't like it when you cry.

You sound so sad.

It makes me sad too

and I cry with you even though

you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy

my hair is starting to grow.

It is very short and fine

but I will have a lot of it.

I spend a lot of my time exercising.

I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes

and stretch my arms and legs.

I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.

Mommy, he lied to you.

He said that I'm not a baby.

I am a baby Mommy, your baby.

I think and feel.

Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.

I don't like him.

He seems cold and heartless.

Something is intruding my home.

The doctor called it a needle.

Mommy what is it? It burns!

Please make him stop!

I can't get away from it!

Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy

I am okay.

I am in Jesus’ arms.

He is holding me.

He told me about abortion.

Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this!

Women are made from the ribs of men

not from his head to top him

or from his feet to be stepped upon

But from his side to be close to him

Beneath his arm to be protected by him

near his heart to be loved by him

(Anonymous)

So,have a nice day,guys

Thanx for read this till the end XD

Ja,ne