Author has written 3 stories for Haiku.

Quote from "A Doll House", by Ibsen:
"One has to live, doctor." "Yes, there's a common prejudice to that effect."

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Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold;
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf;
So Eden sank to grief;
So dawn goes down to day;
Nothing Gold can stay.
--Robert Frost.

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18 year-old, still-thinking-she's-15, Slytherin, goes to College in Montreal Canada, constantly dreams of meeting a real witch or wizard, believes in magic. Your usual.

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Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.
-- by... wish I knew.

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[i][b]Harry Potter & The Dark Revelations[/i][/b]: I'm on it.
Everything else is either a one-timer or on indefinite hiatus due to lack of inspiration.

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I love: Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Remus Lupin and Harry Potter. Not necessarily in that order.

I hate: The Dursleys, Hermione Granger and Albus Dumbledore. I have my reasons, and if you want to know them, I'd be more than happy to share my views with you.

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I used to be unable to understand slashers, even as I read slash.
Then I read The Mirror of Maybe.
I still don't understand slashers, but I don't care anymore.
I write slash just as much as I write het.
I don't do 'romance', 'the good always win', 'Hermione is so great', or 'life is simple'. I definitely don't do 'Voldemort was defeated so now let's focus on the *real* thing: LOVE!! :)' *shudders*

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Don't talk to me about Barney or the Teletubbies.
Don't.
*shudders*

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If anyone knows some good Slytherin fics that I haven't stumbled upon, please let me know.
And though I'm not a good writer, I can tell you this: Slyth Rising isn't by any means the best Slyth-fic out there. Not by a long shot. It has great characters, but the fairness of the characterization is, IMO, only limited to the OCs. Not that I write any better, but I *have* read better. Plus, it makes Slytherin House out to be the best House ever. I love my House. *I* think it's the best. For me. for us. But I don't think that it is *perfect*.
So please guys, though I too love SR, I really don't think it should be idolized that much... and the fact that people don't think other Slytherin fics worthy in comparison makes me real sad.
J.L.Matthews is a great author. But, members of the Serpent House, she is not Salazar. Many of you take everything she writes as seriously as if it were the teachings of Slytherin himself. I know it's an economy on your brain, not thinking for yourself like that, and Merlin knows you can't afford to strain yourself, but just *stop* for a second and look at what else there is out there. Try to tell us what *you* think the Snake House is like.

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Religion is the relatively modest dogma that God is not mad.

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Now the Bio.

I am a royally stupid 18 year old who has travelled far to much to be able to precisely state where she came from, and an insufferable aristocrat with no social skills. I go to College and have no ounce of an inkling as to why I study what I do. I never do my homework, am so lazy it is almost a disease, have no intellectual capacities to be proud of, and yet somehow manage to pass my classes (or I have until now) for reasons I myself have not been able to fathom. I love to sulk, wear black or dark colors probably in an attempt to signal my continual bad mood to the world, love to grumble about every single thing, am never satisfied and deeply antisocial.
My father says I will never amount to anything. One is entitled to wonder if am trying to prove him right.
English isn't my native language (and I have no idea what is) but I like to live in the illusion that I have a certain amount of hold on it. I am a despicable hypocrite, trust no one (probably the only advice of my father's that I ever listened to - albeit unwillingly), and have somehow embarked on a vain quest to inflate my ego - which can be perceived in my multiple endeavors to be nice and accepting. Paradoxically, and this goes to show why I will never have self-respect, I have little to no tolerance for anything that doesn't fit into my not-so-orderly little world.
A psychologist once said to me, after a supposedly traumatic experience of mine, that I act "too normal". I laughed.
I love to hate the world, somehow want to believe that I am intelligent, yet constantly dwell on my wish to lose weight.
One of my nicknames on the net is "Nothing". The word defines me.
Did I mention I hate myself? Believe me, if you knew me as well as I do, you would too.
Oh, and that psychologist also told me I was deppressive. I never believed her.