Name: Bekka, a.k.a. Vicious Hyperbolizer
Age: 17
AIM/yahoo messenger: bercuese -- You can add me if you want. You can never have to many people added :D
MSN: Berceusedflatmajor@hotmail.com
About Me:
I've been writing for a while, nothing serious, though, just this and that. For the most part, poetry makes me want to throw myself off a bridge.. I'm definitely not a fan, though I have been known to write a few.
My friends and family mean EVERYTHING to me. Without them, I would go insane (that is, more insane than I already am). And, of course, one can never have to many. Though as of late my friends, though they provide awesomeness, also provide a great burning unhappiness in my life. sigh, emo, sigh
Music = must have. I like anything and everything under the sun, minus polka. Polka's definitely under a different sun.
Slash makes the grass grow, rah, rah rah!!
I like hair dye, books, friends, interesting people, piercings, water, post-it notes, canned air, tissues, ricola, carnegie, gaudy rings, highlighters, music, two songs put together to make a new one, modern art, multiple tab browsing, people who use correct grammar (even if I don't), people who use correct punctuation, multiple a's at the end of my name, dinosaurs, colorful things, comfortable clothing, my little pony-s, the power rangers, political rappers, skinny layouts, 0.50 hats, goodwill, saint vinny's, salvation army, writing like a 'tard, the way you spell "scissors", wikipedia, people who edit wikipedia, parodies, pi, vitamin water, naming inademate objects, tape, ducks, glasses, mommy glasses, live music, American Music (tee-hee, get the reference??), free hugs, asking stupid questions. Slash. Slash. Slash.
I dislike standardized tests, having to memorize things, writing boring essays, turnitin.com, normal schools, large class sizes, MLA formatting, most pop-art, chronic illnesses, smokers, pEoPlE wHo TyPe LyKe Dis, anyone who's an extremist anything, Shakespeare, the "classics", people who like the Catcher In The Rye, people who call the color brown "chocolate", being sick, sounding like a drag-queen because I'm sick (yes, it happens), comic sans, people who have music on their myspace, dial-up interweb, not being able to wear sunglasses on account of normal glasses, the "p" in raspberry, photoshop-ed pictures, bad manners, smacking gum, ducks (yes, that's on both lists), TICKS, books made into movies, polka, bad table manners, the sounds made when an animal licks itself, history, chatspeak, 1337.
Must have links:
http://vicioushyperbolizer.deviantart.com/
myspace.com/bercuese -- I'm addicted, what can I say?
questionablecontent.net -- GREAT webcomic
ohnothepast.com -- My sister's webcomic, some great stuff
jihadmusic.com -- my sister's boyfriend's music.
deviantart.com -- I haven't been in a long while, but either way, great art forum
smcm.edu/writingcenter/Resources/rec_writers/rev_cite/saysaid.htm -- oh em gee, I hart it
simegen.com/romance/charchart.html -- Learn to love it.
users.aol.com/emarko/gorey.html -- Oooh man, humor and rhyming ALL IN ONE!
My Stories:
The LABS - Charlie Hayes was admitted to the Learning Academy Boarding School after a teacher sent in a glowing recimandation recommendation. The LABS, which is run by Charlie's abusive uncle (who is extremely unhappy to see her there), is a "character building" place. An all boys school. Minus Charlie. Charlie is short for Charline. This'll be an interesting 11 months, involving lots of break-ups, make-ups, accents, and singing.
Updates are sporadic and not as often ans I would like. Sorry, guys!
The Light from Within - Kallianera, the runner of a house for non-sathe women, has to face her past as the Prince of Fey bargained to help find several of her missing women. Will a childhood flame come to life during the travels, or is true love impossible between these two royals fey? When an old enemy finds the two together, will they be forced to go seperate ways without finding what they were looking for?
This is a story that I work on when I have time... That is to say, rarely ever. If you're interested, tell me, and I'll try and work it into my schedule somehow
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