Don't tell me I'm the only one who hates updating their profile all the time yet can't stop doing it?

Perhaps I am.

Either way, hello!

Have you read any good books lately?

I have! A Countess Below Stairs by Eva Ibbotson is the one I'm reading currently. Although, I was forced to buy the ugly, stupid, curly, golden, The Secret Countess version. The cover isn't atrocious, so long as you ignore the title completely.

A Company of Swans by Eva Ibbotson is my favourite book of all time.

I'm always in need of new books; please message me with a title! =D

I'm a baker and a jewelry maker and a yogi.

I'm a singer and a writer and a lover and an artist.

I'm an Environmental Activist and Humanitarian.

My religion is unimportant.

My acceptance of yours is.

Non-conformity is the new conformity. Don't even get me started.

'POURQUOI?' must be my favourite word, in both languages. It's just so screamable!

No way. Incessant is the best word ever.

I fall in love with words.

And music. Stuck in my head currently are a few songs, but right now it's Cave (the old, live version) by Muse. Absolutely in love with the Pink Floydian outro.

My theme song is If My Heart Was a House by Owl City. Yes, I am a hopeless romantic.

The song I relate to most of all (most of the time) would be Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift.

You know, I fall in love with a lot of stuff. Like many forms of food! I AM A FOODIE!

Yogen Fruz is my latest fad.

While Raspberry is a classic, their Pina Colata is also to die for.

~iloveyou!~

love comes in so many different flavours.

Strawberry pour toi. =those that you want to know better=

Blueberry pour toi. =those that you adore but miss acutely=

Banana pour toi. =those that know your every emotion=

Pomegranate pour toi. =those that are there for you=

Avocado pour toi. =those that are here for you=

Bamboozle pour toi. =for those who are in the hizz-ouch and can hear you mutter things under your breath about Mr.Bump.=

=and laugh and say "I was thinking the same thing!" =

Dear thee who makes me smile:

Thanks a bundle.

You bring out the worst (also known as the best) in me.

I'd hug you.

But some of you would stiffen, look me in the eye,

and say 'I love you'.

Actually, some of you would just call me a pedophile or a stalker or something along those lines.

And that's why I love you.

Thanks for making me smile.

That means you, fictionpressers!

Much love,

Victoria.

Now, I feel I am obliged to some random things that you shall not understand.

Kemmettewman and Katie! You got the good ol' Inski, the good ol' Grizzly, the good ol' Dumbo, and the good ol' Helmet-Face! WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE, KATIE!? (especially the first part... -giggle-)

The reason I am considering pursuing an Arts course is that once I'm eighteen my parents shall send me to RADA (google it) in London and that, my friend, shall exhibit some Jawline, Accent, Shoulders, Abs, Voice... -begins mumbling with a dreamy expression-

Last but not least (Oh God, do I hate that phrase. What does it mean? Is it even grammatically sound? I've no idea what possessed me to say it. My deepest, sincerest apologies. I do hope you're not terribly offended. ), ADVERTISEMENT! (to be pronounced: add-VER-tizz-munt)

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2734008/1/Through_Gods_Eyes

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2733087/1/The_Watchers_Princess

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2689917/1/Room_475

More will be added to the list soon... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Lie on your back, put a piece of Tissue Paper on your face, then blow REALLY HARD and sit up as fast as you can to try to catch it before it hits the ground. Endless entertainment for the entire family RIGHT THERE!