Author has written 3 stories for Romance, Horror, and Spiritual.
hey guys! This is Wannabewizard here! My report card has come in, and lets just say my 'rents probably won't be happy... Please check my deviantart account for recent journals if you have any questions. http:///journal/ Copy and paste into your browser.
IF YOU ARE JUST HERE TO FLAME, WE WILL NOT STAND FOR IT! Criticism, we welcome with with open arms. Flames, will be water bombed. And as we have found out, there are plenty of good uses for them too.
Hello people! This is our older half typing up his half of the profile page. He signs reviews with 122791. He is currently enjoying third person as seen in his language class. He delights in speaking third person, and is apparently a wizard, for his classmates have told him so.
Hi! This me, the younger half of us. My classmates think I am strange and retarded. But I'm happy the way I am. Wannabewizard is what I sign reviews with. Now that I am back from vacation I will be working on our stories, I write most of them and the older half beta's them. Though him won't be able to soon because he was in an accident and is in the hospital. I am writing to make him feel better. I also have an account at Fan . That name is Second Daughter of Eve on fan . Hope you all have luck in school.
P.S. Yes, we know our profile has two different names! I (Our younger half finally got input in and changed our penname!) It will stay this way for a while, so everyone gets the change.
Religion: Mormon, please don't assume our dad has like fifteen wives because of what you read. He only has one. If you have any questions PM us and we'll tell you.
Age: Between 13 and 15 (14, if you can figure that out, we fear for the future of mankind.)
Race: White, American, what ever you want to call it!
Place of birth: Alaska, we're not kidding. That makes you all 48er's (if you live in any other state in the U.S.)
You know you live in 2007 when...
1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.
2.) You haven't played solitare with real cards for years
3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they dont have a screenname or my space
4.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV
6.) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.
7.) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.
8.) As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.
9.) And you were too busy to notice number 5.
10.) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.
11.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.
12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did
My funny sayings, well they belong to someone else. (shows how rich I am, or how lazy.)
Chocolate, Coffee, and other means of CAFFEINE! 'nuff said.
Sounds like a personal problem.
One by one the lawn gnomes steal my sanity.
You just keep telling yourself that.
I vote no.
I hear voices, and they don't like you.
Because I'm cool like that.
Out of my mind, please leave a message.
Do you think I'm weird? Don't answer that.
What if weird meant normal and normal meant weird?
Don’t look at me with that tone of voice.
I know you believe you understand what you think I said, but I’m not sure you realize that what you heard was not what I meant.
Worry when I say I don’t need chocolate.
You say you don’t trust me with sharp objects, I ask why not.
You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're all the same.
My mom finds it tiring to worry about me.
Don’t expect anything from me until I’ve had my daily dose of chocolate.
I walk the line between craziness and insanity.
One day, I will be famous. Then all of you will claim to have been my "best friend" once upon a time. But I know who my real friends are. They're the ones who helped me get where I am.
I'm not obsessed. I'm addicted. (This one especially refers to when I'm talking about YW related stuff.)
SORRY FOR ANY TWO SAME SAYING OR ANYTHING, PM ME AND I'LL CORRECT IT. )
If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this one your profile.
Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd.
If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.
Nerds are cool. Nerds are smart. Nerds will one day rule the universe. If you're a nerd and proud of it, copy this into your profile.
If several inanimate objects hate you copy and paste this into your pro(Chairs, electric fences, apples, ect.)
If you have ever zoned out for more than five consecutive minutes, copy this into your profile.
93 percent of American teens have an emotional breakdown if someone calls them a freak. copy onto profile if your one of the 7 percent that would say, "what was your first clue?"
If you have embarrassing memories that make you want to smack yourself/ someone else, copy this into your profile
If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile.
If you have ever tripped over air, copy this into your profile.
If you've ever tried to put your hair behind your ears and ended up poking yourself in the eye, copy this into your profile.
If someone put a gun to your head, asked if you believed in God, and told you they would shoot you if you said yes, would you say yes? If you would, copy this into your profile.
If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!
If you have ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you because of its effects copy this into your profile
98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.
If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile.
If you have ever run into a tree, copy this to your profile!
If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever ran into a mirror, copy this into your profile
92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercrombie and Fitch told them it wasn't cool to breathe. Put this in your profile if you would be part of the 8 percent laughing your butt off.
Milk tastes good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!
If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've ever walked into a doorway that you could've clearly dodged, you just weren't paying close enough attention, copy and paste this on your profile. (usually when I'm reading)
If your profile is long, copy and paste this on it to make it even longer.
If you've ever read started to read a chapter in a fanfiction, got side-tracked, and forgot to review and realized it after the author posted another chapter, copy and paste this on your profile.
If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.
If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile
If you have fallen down the "up" escalator, copy this into your profile.
If you can’t dance copy this into your profile
If your fashion sense is “is it comfortable?” copy this into your profile
If you often have a bad case of “radio head” copy this into your profile
If you are in lala land most of the time copy this onto your profile
If you don’t have much luck with technology copy this into your profile
If you are a chocoholic copy this into your profile
If you like/love copying and pasting stuff into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you hate those irritating mosquitoes giving you mosquito bites copy this in your profile
You do realize that if you've read this far, you've given me brief control of your mind. You shall never be the same. Bwaha!
SUPPORT THE BUNNY AND HELP HIM GET WORLD DOMINATION. (Sorry, my bunny fell a part.)
REALLY SAD STORY!!
HOW COULD YOU? - By Jim Willis, 2001 When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day. Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog ," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family, " but there was a time when I was your only family. I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the 2 nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago & made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads & asked "How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?" Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her . It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
A Note from the Author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American & Canadian animal shelters. Please use this to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay & neuter animals in order to prevent unwanted animals. Please pass this on to everyone, not to hurt them or make them sad, but it could save maybe, even one, unwanted pet. Remember...They love UNCONDITIONALLY.
NOTE FROM DOC AND EVE: Please for the love of all that is sweet and just in this world, TRY to find your pet a good home before dumping them in a shelter! They love us, are loyal to us and are truer friends than any two legger could be! They give us so much; PLEASE TRY TO RETURN THE FAVOR!! If you want to save at least one unwanted pet, copy and paste this into your profile!! PLEASE!!
YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...
You talk to yourself a lot. (e.g. HMMMMM...I wonder what would happen if me and my overly-hyper friends got into Twilight? This resulted in 'Random Ramblings'!)
You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (e.g. 'Why do I constantly ask my self random things?')
When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (e.g. 'Have you ever noticed that deliver could mean someone's liver?')
After uttering a profound peice of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, "Wow,this stuff is great for sugar highs..."
You live off of sugar and caffine (the two greatest things ever discovered!)
You'll check your e-mail every day of the week one week, and then dissappear off the face of the earth the next.
You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.
You tend to collect Bic Stics off the ground like picking pennies off the ground.
No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.
The letters on your keyboard are wearing off. (once a key actually fell off!)
Your friends and family think that you have carpal tunnel syndrome.
People think you have A.D.D.
You think it'd be cool to have A.D.D.
You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense.
You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason
Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.
And FINALLY, the one way to tell if you're a good writer: You failed English 101.
(copy that into you're profile if you fit one or more of the descriptions)
I am entirely opposed to any form of stereotyping. We're all different; we can't all fit one mold.
Pick the stereotypes that fit you. (Sorry for the profanity, but it really gets the message across.) Key: Ones with (LH615) next to them apply to us.
I'M SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch. (LH615)
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.(LH615)
I'm ATHEIST so i MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals.
I'm WICCA so I MUST be an evil, soulless witch.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants. (LH615) (122791 is a guy.)
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore...
I'm a DANCER, So I MUST be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I wear SKIRTS, so I MUST be a slut.(LH615) (Wannabewizard is the one who wears skirts.)
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.(LH615) (Only Wannabewizard.)
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a big DICK.
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!!
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin. (LH615)(122791 says this applys to him, I dissagree.)
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life. (LH615)(122791 says this applys to him, I dissagree.)
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS, so I MUST be looking for attention.(LH615)
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.(LH615)
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all. (LH615)(Both of us.)
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.(LH615)(Both of us.)
I have BOOBS, so I MUST be a ho. (LH615) (Wannabewizard only)
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser. (LH615)
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and that's how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO. (LH615) (Wannabewizard and 122791 have a lesbian friend.)
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy.
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas.
I'm a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude. (LH615)
I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so i must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm BI so I MUST think every girl I see is hot.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat. (LH615) (Only Wannabewizard.)
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.(LH615)
I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7.
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.(LH615)(Wannabewizard and 122791 have a lesbian friend.)
I'm MIXED so I must be fucked up.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA.
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect.(LH615)
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black.(LH615)
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil.
I Love SHOPPING so I must be rich.(Wannabewizard)
I'm an OG so I must be Mexican
There are three sorts of lawyers - able, unable and lamentable. - Robert Smith Surtees
Whoever tells the best story wins. - John Quincy Adams
A Lawyer will do anything to win a case, sometimes he will even tell the truth. - Patrick Murray
Ignorance of the law excuses no man - from practicing it. - Adison Mizner
In almost every case, you have to read between the lies. - Angie Papadakis
A lawyer is a gentleman who rescues your estate from your enemies and keeps it for himself. - Lord Brougham
A man is innocent until proven broke. - Anonymous
I was already a blood sucking parasite, all I needed was a briefcase.- The mosquito from Bee Movie
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