Yea, People other than me most likely don't read these things but whatever. Call me Zina,Zinachu, Z, whatever floats your boat. I'm an age somewhere between 1 and 100, try and figure it out. I speak three languages, English (Native), a little Japanese, and Sarcasam (Came really natural). I spend to much time on the Internet when I could have a life, but nah. There's not much for me to do. Anyway, my friends think I'm really random. I like it that way, in fact, I avoid normal people because they're boring. All of my friends are weird, that's what keeps my life interesting. I loooovvveeee music, Rock, Alternative, and Christian happen to be my favorite genres. I play my music LOUD because that's the only way I can enjoy it.

I own two hermit crabs: Boss Man and Titan, as well as a Dog named Pringles. They are my children. As well as my iPod, and my guitar, which are also my children.

I am one of those freaks that actually enjoys going to church. I'm quite proud of my faith as a Christian, and I'm saddened to hear what people think about us. Just because certain Christians act out of term by being judgemental and rude, as well as condemning others, doesn't mean we're all like that! They've got the whole point wrong as it is! Being a servant of God doesn't mean to judge others for what they are. I might not agree with something, like homosexuality for instance, but my God instructed me to love everyone, regardless of what they've done or are doing. It's not my job to judge others.

ON TO MY FAVORITE THINGS

Likes: Japan, America, United States Air Force, Internet, Computers, Reading, Drawing, Manga, Anime, friends, music, hanging with friends, playing guitar, hermit crabs, going to church, Karate (Tang Soo Do to be exact), Dogs, fanfiction (duh), NCIS, movies

Dislikes: The Government, badly written fanfics, the Marines (The One Piece kind, I love jarheads!) Rap, The Government, the color pink, Bartholomew Kuma, Admiral Kizaru, Admiral Akainu (HE FREAKING KILLED ACE! THE -BLEEEEEEEEEP- DESERVES THE WORST DEATH) Blackbeard (Stole my freakin' Devil's Fruit man, AND IT'S HIS FAULT ACE DIED!!), Yaoi, Yuri, Forigen Cars, Justin Beiber, Taylor Swift, Chores, did I mention the Government?

Favorite Bands: Skillet (MY TRUE LOVE) Flyleaf, Linkin Park,

Favorite Anime/Manga: One Piece (Most epic), D.Gray-man, Fairy Tail, Bleach (I enjoyed the first arc, but lost interest afterwords)

Favorite Books: Maximum Ride series, Inheritance Cycle, My Sister's Keeper, Left Behind series, Dragons of Darkness, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Redeeming Love, The Last Dog on Earth, The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, Mockingjay the book my cousin is writing xD.

Favorite TV shows: NCIS, Covert Affairs, Burn Notice, Bones, Phineas and Ferb (Yes, I am probably too old for this show, but I watch it anyway :D)

Favorite Movies: Up, How to Train Your Dragon, The Last Samurai, Despicable Me, The Karate Kid, (Both the Original and the new one), Red, Tangled

Favorite Pairings: LuffyXVivi, RenjixRukia, TIVA (TonyxZiva) McAbby (McGeexAbby), BoothxBrennan

Okay Parings: LuffyXNami, ZoroXNami, ZoroxRobin, RobinXFranky, KohzaXVivi

Pairings I HATE: Any Yaoi/Yuri parings, LuffyXRobin, RobinXBrook, NamiXUsopp, NamiXSanji (It would never work, Sanji can't keep his eye(s) to himself), ChopperXRobin, TATE (TonyxKate), JIBBS (JennyxGibbs)(Look, I don't care if she was an EX, Gibbs belongs with Shannon and NO ONE ELSE!), GABBY (GibbsxAbby)

Favorite Quotes:

I AM A PEANUT- John Cooper of Skillet

If you forget your book, you suck at life- My english teacher

I will survive even if it KILLS me!

Now don't go ninjin nobody that don't need no ninjin- Look up Hillbilly Ninja on Youtube and you'll get it

Favorite NCIS Quotes:

McGee: Abby slapped Ziva, and Ziva slapped her back!

Tony: Damn, I missed it?!

Ziva: This is killing me, I feel like I know him.
Tony: Mossad?
Ziva: Maybe.
Tony: Internet dateing?
Ziva: I will kill you eighteen different ways with this paperclip.

You know that you're addicted to NCIS when...

1. You have seen every episode several times and still never get tired of it.

2. You will yell if someone tries bothers you on Tuesday night when you are watching a new episode of NCIS.

3. You find yourself Gibbs Slapping people. (Or yourself)

4. You have had a dream about it or involving one of the characters.

5. You daze out while sitting at your desk and imagine yourself running along side Tony and Ziva with your gun drawn yelling, "Federal agents! Drop your weapon!"

6. You watch the movies that Tony has mentioned. As many as humanly possible that is.

7. You wish USA would put more than just three episodes a night on.

8. You have started using military refernces. Hit the head, scuttle butt, hit the rack, etc.

9. The majority of television you watch is of NCIS.

10. You smell something funny or hear a beeping sound and your mind goes to a chemical attack or a bomb.

11. You call people Probie and use McNicknames.

12. Your dog goes missing and you say to, "Put out a BOLO."

13. You try and convince every person you meet to watch it.

14. You use the term Hinky.

15. You find yourself singing Tony's undercover song at odd times.

If any of these refer to you copy and paste it into your profile.

Random Poems:

(This tears my heart apart everytime I read it! Pass it on!)

My name is Chris ,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen..
I cannot see.

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have made,
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy,
Would still want to hug me.

I can't do a wrong,
I can't speak at all,
Or else I'm locked up,
All day long.

When I'm awake,
I'm all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come home,
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll just get,
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlie's bar

I hear him curse,
My name is called ,
I press myself,
Against the wall.

I try to hide,
From his evil eyes,
I'm so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping,
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault,
He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me more,
I finally get free,
And run to the door.

He's already locked it,
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor,
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken.

'I'm sorry!', I scream,
But it's now much to late,
His face has been twisted,
Into a unimaginable sh ape.

The hurt and the pain,
Again and again,
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!

And he finally stops,
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Chris ,
I am three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.

And you can help,
Sickens me to the soul,
If you read this,
And don't pass it on.

I pray for your forgiveness,
You would have to be,
One heartless person,
Not to be affected,
By this Poem.

And because you ARE affected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do,
Is pass this on!

I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid,
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
That its wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, "I love you, Mom!"
So I love you and good-bye.

Try not to cry

Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye.

I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo

I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.

I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost