Hey! I'm Manda and yeah. I'm a girl. I'm in my teen years. So I mostly read/write FF for the Hunger Games trilogy and Harry Potter. I ship: Katniss/Gale, Ron/Hermione, Percy/Annabeth, Finnick/Annie, and Marius/Eponine. Twilight= Team Tyler's Van. Stephenie Meyer. She needs an editor, and writing lessons. I know fanfiction authors who can write better than her.

I'm Christian, and definitely proud of it. I'm not bigoted though- love thy neighbor, no matter if they are atheists, agnostics, Muslim, Buddhist, homosexual, drug users, or in any way different than me.

I'm obsessed with St. Berry (Glee) and A Very Potter Musical (and it's sequel! WAHH!) and Harry Potter (ever heard of it?) and the Hunger Games (Team Gale woot!) and musicals.

After going through my life as an alto/mezzo soprano, my voice teacher told me about a week ago that I am a soprano. So instead of Elphaba, I'm Glinda.

I live on reviews. Like, if I get a positive review, I will spazz over it for thirty minutes and re-read it. Ask my mum. Without reviews, I die.

Theater geek.

Reading geek.

Band geek. (I play tuba.)

Um. That's all. If I see some nifty copy and paste things, I might put those on, though not too many. When I see profiles with like, ninety seven of those, I die a little inside.

Every time you mess up your grammar, spelling, or write a Mary Sue, a unicorn dies. (Back in the day, I killed my fair share of unicorns.)

Hufflepuff. FIND!

A Hunger Games Addict's Prayer

I promise to remember Rue

When mockingbirds' songs wake me

I'll think of Foxface every time

I eat a strange new berry

If my little sister pets a goat

I promise to think of Prim

And if my best friend acts depressed

Then Gale; I'll think of him

When I toss some wood in the fire

I'll think of Katniss every time

And I'll always think of Peeta

When my birthday cake's sublime

The Capitol will cross my mind

When someone is unfair

I'll be sure to think of Clove

Each time I pretend to care

I'll always think of Glimmer

If someone's pretty, but a dunce

And Thresh will occupy my mind

If I spare someone, something... Once

Whenever I watch a reality show

I will think of the Hunger Games

I'll sure imagine Haymitch

If someone calls me names

I swear to think of Cato

When I'm homicidally inclined

I'll make sure I think of Effie

When there's nothing on my mind

I swear to remember the Hunger Games

And Catching Fire too

It's important to think of the characters

But they're NOT mine (So, Collins, don't sue!)

By: Claratrix LeChatham

You know you're obsessed with the Hunger Games when...

1. You are counting down the days till Mockingjay.

2. You started counting the days on September 2nd last year.

3. You've read The Hunger Games and Catching Fire too many times to count.

4. You've read scenes from the books instead of studying for a test.

5. You know what every cover means.

6. You squealed like a District One girl when you FINALLY heard the title for the third book.

7. You want to go Cato on anyone who compares The Hunger Games to Twilight.

8. You've fantasized about going into the Hunger Games as a tribute.

9. You have already pre-ordered your copy of Mockingjay.

10. You want to smack Katniss for making us Hunger Game fans go Twilight and making Team Peeta and Team Gale sides. Choose already girl!

11. You know why Katniss didn't give up on feeding her family.

12. You can explain in great detail why Katniss is called Catnip.

13. You can't eat bread without thinking of Peeta.

14. You can't think of snow without associating it with blood.

15. You want to wear Katniss' flame dress for the interviews and twirl around screaming "I'm on FIRE!"

16. You want to be Effie Trinket or Caesar Flickerman for Halloween.

17. You cried when Rue died.

18. You cried harder when you reached the end of Catching Fire.

19. You can write an essay on what mockingjays are, comparing them to jabberjays and describing how they defy the Capitol.

20. You think that August 24th should be a national holiday and that it's a federal crime that you're being forced to go to school.

By: scoobygal

I'm a Gleek. A major major Gleek. And I'm Very St. Berry. (Also the name of my collection of Rachel/Jesse one-shots.) :)

I'm that girl who hurts herself without anyone knowing it.

I'm that girl who is smiles but is hurting inside.

I'm that girl who guides but doesn't know what's right.

I'm that girl who shines but doesn't glow in the dark.

I'm that girl who's kind but never feels the mark.

I'm that girl who'd fight for someone else's rights.

But I'm also that girl who can't sleep at night.

Outside I'm pretty, I'm glowing, I'm strong.

But inside, I'm hurting, knowing I don't belong.

I think of that weight that just hangs above me,

Dropping onto my shoulders ever so slowly.

I don't fight it, I don't struggle,

I just hold it up.

The force on my shoulders,

I'm begging it to stop.

But I just hold it together,

And keep the smile on my face.

Just hoping that one day,

Someone can take my place.

Help me take that burden off her shoulders,
Look past the barriers and help me get hold of her.
Take my hand and it'll weigh no more,
For us girls together, can be stronger than before.

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