Where to start?

Well, for starters', you might have noticed the blatant lack of...well, anything, under my 'My Stories' tab. I think you know why that's so. Why yes, you little smartie, you, I haven't posted anything on Fictionpress! ;)

It's not for lack of ideas. BELIEVE ME. I've got over eight pages on Word of just story titles and ideas, over a dozen pages in my notebook with just story snippets, a stack of notebook papers, double-sided, with my half-way pursued story dialogue on it that I wrote during school...I mean free time. Right.

But the truth is...

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I tend to have problems completing stories because my original ideas were never very good to begin with..but it's getting different. I think I could actually complete a story..maybe! :)

A tiny bit about me...my name is Leann. I play sports, I argue with my mom sometimes, I've got two sisters, I hate people who take things in life for granted or emo kids who have absolutely nothing to be depressed over (I've come in contact with an annoyingly large amount of those people), my favorite color is light blue, and my favorite/best subject is English. Basically, I'm just a normal(ish) teenager.

I love to read too much to pick out an absolute favorite book. My favorite movie...The Notebook, Harry Potter, or StarDust, maybe? My favorite music...old rock/new rock. Some pop. It's a variety, really. Taylor Swift, Lifehouse, Bon Jovi, Rolling Stones, Van Halen, Goo Goo Dolls, Bowling for Soup, Red Hot Chili Peppers, etc., etc...

Random, but a fascinating (not) tidbit about me..I hate that stupid copy/paste quote. What is it again? Hold on, lemme find one..trust me, it won't take long.

Oh yes.

95 percent of all teens would die if Abercrombie said it wasn't cool to breathe. Copy/paste this you're the other 5 percent who would be laughing your head off.

It annoys me! It was funny the first time..but seriously? Okay, it's annoying now. I mean, hello? You're basically saying only 5 percent of the teen population isn't a prep. Which isn't true. Because there must be a zillion of you out there, running around, pasting this on your profiles, giggling behind your hands as you point at random kids who are soooo inferior to you.

Uh-huh.

Well, here's mine. Hope you like it.

95 percent of all teens would stop inhaling/exhaling if Abercrombie said it wasn't cool to breathe. Copy/paste this if you're one of the very, very few who would be glaring at this copy/paste, pointing out that if you did stop breathing, the worst that could happen would be those kids would become unconcious and pass out, upon which they would immediately start breathing again. And then you would laugh your head off, only because those 5 percent would be too busy laughing to notice the unconcious kids and would be promptly knocked out by one of the falling unconcious bodies.-lecabe

Maybe it's a bit long, but I'm personally very proud of it :P

(By the way..if these don't make sense, don't be confused or whatever. We're just random. :D )

Just a couple quotes from me and some friends...

Lindsay: Haha!

Me: Are you laughing at me!?

Lindsay: Psssshhhhhht! No! I was laughing at my imaginary friend...he's quite funny.

Me: It's good to know I'm not alone.

Liza: Which Leeza are you talking about? I'm talking about Leeza Gunther! Whoa..

Caitlin: No. I’m talking about the Leeza, the one that is stalking you, and going to eat you. That is the Leeza I am talking about.

Chandler: What the heck!? Look! Those policemen are holding hands while trying to capture the Invisible Man! Why would they do that!? What, he can’t break their circle of love or something? ‘He can’t achieve…if we don’t believe. You’ve got to believe in the power of love, man! We can win this thing!’ Psshhtt, who picked out this movie again?”

Me, Kelsey, and Julia (in between cracking up): Well, there’s a reason we call this ‘Crappy Movie Night’, Chandler.

Chandler: Oh. Right.

And lastly...which one of these story ideas would you most like to read? Please PM me about this, I'm dead serious when I say I'd love to get feedback.

THE FALL- As Tessa Rose falls off the cliff, she flashes through the events in her life that made her who she is today, that made the choices her in life, the reason she just jumped. (Dark story, not romance. Themes of suicide, hopelessness, and giving up. Not for little kids or people who like happy endings.)

And So They Lived HAPPILY EVER AFTER- This isn’t a story about getting your Happily Ever After. This isn’t a story about waiting for good luck to find you. This isn’t a story about accepting the situation. This is a story about chasing after your luck. This is a story about learning to face your problems head-on. This is a story about making your Happily Ever After. (Partially started with a good intro, in my opinion. Very cliché, which makes me hesitant to start it. It would take some serious originality which I don’t want to automatically assume I possess.)

THE EVOLUTION OF THE STARBUCKS CUP- Working for Hayden Cooper is no easy job. It’s demanding, it’s consuming, it’s thankless, and makes you want to beat him to death with a fire extinguisher the majority of the time. Lydia Martin has just begun her job as the assistant for the slave driver himself after a rocky break-up with a fiancé who broke it off three hours and twenty seven minutes before the actual wedding. But maybe this job could help her as much as she’s supposed to help Mr. Cooper... (Will not end up with Hayden Cooper, as he is about seventeen years older than her. Just a heads up kind of notice. Her name is Lydia, not Anna Nicole. Maybe start each chapter with how the Starbucks cup looks today, like a sort of glass half full/half empty kind of thing?)

42 PORTRAITS- Demi and Jed have been friends for years. They both are in love with each other...and neither of them know it. Your typical romance story? Never. Meet their alter ego's, Princess Emmeline and simple peasant boy Jeode...neither of them happen to know about this either. (This came from a really weird dream...basically, she is being forced by her royal parents to pick a husband out of the 42 candidates, each trapped behind a portrait. The clincher? Jeode is portrait number 42. He doesn't know this...neither does she.)

Well, that's about it. Thanks for taking the time to actually skim this...adios! Leann :)