Hey, what's up. The names poppyseed22, but you can just call me Poppy. I'm a big lover of anime/manga and books. Mainly fantasy books. Not so much for todays fantasy, but classics like The lord of the Ring, Alice in Wonderland, The Wizard of OZ and many more. As for anime/manga I love all different kinds. If there is an anime or manga you think I would like do tell me an I will check it out. Anime I like are One Peice, Pandora Hearts, Hetalia, Yu Yu Hakusho, and Gintama. There is more but I'm to lazy to type them all. :) I,m also a lover of fantasy books. Mostly the classics though like Lord of the Rings, Narnia, Alice in Wonderland, and The Wizard of Oz.

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

The black man turned around and stood up.

He then said: "Listen sir...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 you have the nerve to call me colored?"

The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism and think this is funny plus true

12-03-10: Wow! So many people read my story. Yet only one is reviewing. :( Please review. It would make me so happy. And don't worry everyone. I'll update as soon as I can. Thank you!

When you were 10, your mom payed for piano classes. You thanked her by never coming to class.
When you were 12, your mom was waiting for a very important call. You thanked her by talking on the phone all night.
When you were 14, your mom payed for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by not bothering to write a single letter.
When you were 16, your mom taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you got.
When you were 17, your mom drove you to the mall and gave you her credit card. You thanked her by maxing it out.
When you were 18, your mom cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by partying until dawn.
When you were 20, your mom drove you to collage. You thanked her by saying good-bye to her outside the drom so you wouldn't have to say bye in front of your friends.
When you were 26, your mom payed for your wedding. You thanked her by moving halfway across the world.
When you were 30, your mom fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents became to children.
Then, one day, she quietly died and everything you did came crashing down on you.
If YOU love your mom, re-post this and if you don't, you won't care if your mom dies, will you?

Your One and Only Wish:
Do it one by one, don't look ahead!

1. Write the name of a person of the opposite sex.

2. Which is your favorite color out of red, black, blue, green, yellow?

3. Your first initial?

4. Your month of birth?

5. Which color do you like more, black or white?

6. Name of a person of the same sex as yours.

7. Your favorite number?

8. Do you like California or Florida more?

9. Do you like the lake or the ocean more?

10. Write down a wish.

Are you done?

If so, scroll down

(don't cheat--)

THE ANSWERS

1. You are completely in love with this person.

2. If you choose:

Red: You are alert and your life is full of love.

Black: You are conservative and aggressive.

Green: Your soul is relaxed and you are laid back.

Blue: You are spontaneous and love kisses and affection from the ones you love.

Yellow: You are a very happy person and give good advice to those who are

down.

3. If your initial is:

A-K: You have a lot of love and friendships in your life.

L-R: You try to enjoy life to the maximum and your love life is soon to blossom.

S-Z: You like to help others and your future love life looks very good.

4. If you were born in:

Jan.-Mar.: The year will go very well for you and you will discover that you fall in love with someone totally unexpected.

Apr.-June: You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever.

July-Sept.: You will have a great year and will experience a major life changing experience for the good.

Oct.-Dec.: Your love life will not be too great, but eventually you will find your soulmate.

5. If you choose...

Black: Your life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for you, and you will be glad for the change.

White: You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.

6. This person is your best friend.

7. This is how many close friends you have in a lifetime.

8. If you choose...
California: You like adventure.
Florida: You are a laidback person.

9. If you choose...
Lake: You are loyal to your friends and your love. And you are very reserved.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people.

10. This wish will come true only if you RE-POST THIS BULLETIN in one hour and it will come true before your next birthday!

Even when you can’t see Him, GOD is there! If you believe in GOD, put this in your profile.

"Do as Italy...Make Pasta not war"

"Do as America...Make a movie not a drama"

"Do as England...Burn your food not everybody else wishes"

"Do as Spain...Raise children not enemies"

"Do as Germany...Fallow the rules, even if you don't understand them"

"Do as Austria...Play music even if you don't have a rhythm"

"Do as Japan...Grow not get stuck in your past"

"Do as France...When in doubt, push random buttons"

"Do as Canada...When you feel out of place, just be invisible"

"Do as Russia...Maintain your innocence, even if your past is not that childish"

"Do as Prussia...Live, even when there seems nothing to live for"

"Do as Switzerland...Stay neutral even if the world's braking apart"

"Do as Sealand...Speak, even if no one is listening"

Signs you might be afflicted with the condition known as WRITER.

1. You would rather talk to the voices in your head than the person sitting next to you. ((Well, wouldn't you??))

2. Some of the letters on your keyboard are completely worn off. ((Yeah, like S, M, N, D, and a couple of others . . .))

3. You would rather write than go out. ((Definitely.))

4. Your/you're and their/there/they're are errors that send you into an apoplectic fit. ((*nod nod* Though I make those errors all of the time! XD))

5. You get cranky if you don't get to write. ((Holy heck, does this list know me personally?))

6. You've ever said, "The voices are getting louder; I must go write." ((Yeah, and they usually cuss me out for not writing quick enough. :P))

7. When talking to others, you mentally edit their dialogue and compose tags and beats. ((Er, guilty.))

8. You've heard/seen something, and thought, I need to write that down. ((Mhmm.))

9. You've ever written a scene, synopsis, outline, or character sketch on a restaurant napkin..and it wasn't a paper napkin. ((NEVER! . . . Okay, guilty.))

10. You wake up in the middle of the night and scrabble for a pen and paper you keep next to your bed to write down a scene to make the voices be quiet so you can get some sleep. ((I keep the paper and pen there for dreams, but, hey, sometimes dreams give ideas!))

11. You end an argument by saying, "Oh, wait, I have to write this down-this is the perfect conflict for my characters! Now, repeat what you just yelled." ((Haha, I have!))

12. Getting the scene finished is more important than coffee, the bathroom, or food. ((Yes. Definitely.))

13. You have a momentary reality lapse and mention your characters' situation as a prayer in Sunday school.

14. A blank wall becomes the screen where the scene you're writing takes place right in front of your eyes. ((Yup. 'Tis called spacing out and daydreaming.))

15. The easiest way for you to deal with conflict is to go home and write it in your story. ((Haha, really, is this list a personal friend that knows me very well?))

16. You purposely eavesdrop in public. ((Er, maybe? XD))

17. At parties, your method of making conversation is to discover people in the room with interesting occupations (preferably your hero or heroine's) so you can conduct research. ((Ahahaha, this has actually happened!))

18. You listen to the writer's commentary on every DVD so that you can analyze his/her writing process. (only if I am truly bored)

19. You have a favorite line from every movie you've seen. (maybe)

20. You can't write because you're mad at one of your characters. ((Sometimes . . . But I get over it quickly so that I can write.))

21. You argue with said character. ((Uh-huh.))

22. You drive three hours to a city where you don't know anyone, spend another three hours driving around the city, then drive three hours home and decide NOT to set your story there.

23. You have a folder on your computer labeled "Ideas." Some of the files within this folder have only one or two words or sentences and while they made perfect sense years ago, between the software changes in that period of time garbling half the words and your own faulty memory, you have no idea what it means or where you're going with it. But you keep it anyway because you never know, you might remember it eventually. ((Yup, my computer and binders!))

24. You start to laugh out loud in public at what something your character might say. ((Yup!))

25. At school, you secretly look forward to writing English papers. ((Only if they're not stupid essays with actual facts. If it's free-write, then I love it.

26. When you talk to someone, you constantly correct their bad grammar. ((Usually, this is a daily occurrence.))

27. Even though you try your hardest to resist, you often correct your own grammar on IM. ((Mhmm.))

28. You talk to youself constantly. ((Seriously, I have the sinking suspicion that this thing knows me . . .))

29. You talk to yourself about talking to yourself too much. ((SAME AS ABOVE.))

30. Your family/friends have come to the ignore the habit of your talking to yourself. ((It's sad, but . . . yes, they have.))

31. You've apologized out loud to a character after doing something horrible to them. ((I have done this after killing one character. I believe they got over it. :3))

FANFICTION- UNITED NATIONS!! Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? WTF!? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it!! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!!: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan (USA), NaraTemari011 (Puerto Rico), Lala girl in Lalaland (USA), Kakashi Forever (England) Anime895(USA), Starwatcher-shadow (Belgium), mewmewgodess (Canada), KiaraWangWilliams (Canada), Poppyseed22 (USA)

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's 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 and if you almost cryed post this in your profile

Girls Don't realize these things;

I'm sorry

that I bought you roses to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry

That I was raised with respect not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry

That my body's not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry

that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry

That I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"

I'm sorry

That I am actually nice; not a jerk

I'm sorry

I don't have a huge bank account to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry

I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry

I would rather make love to you then just screw you like some random guy.

I'm sorry

That I am always the one you need to talk to, but never good enough to date

I'm sorry

That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car, but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry

That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere, but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry

If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry

If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry

that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry

If you read this and know somebody like this but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry

For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry

That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry

I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry

I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry

That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry

That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry

That I cared

I'm sorry

that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"

Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'
If You're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things

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

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 re-post it?