Name: My name is the title that my parents christened me upon my birth

Gender: My gender is the biological way that I'm labeled as masculine or feminine depending on the view of others

Age: It's over 9,000!

Like my name implies this is kinda like my personal crash course in being an author (taught by yours truly of course).

Fandoms: Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Naruto, Boku no Hero Academia, Game of Thrones/ASOIAF, Marvel, Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgards, the Chronicles of Kane, the Hunger Games, Star Wars, The Throne of Glass, Berserk, A Court of Thorns and Roses, The Lord of the Rings, The Rangers Apprentice, the Wardstone Chronicles/ the Last Apprentice, the Inheritance Cycle, Fairy Tail, Hellsing Ultimate, and Dragon Ball

My Hobbies: reading, writing, playing video games, procrastinating, envisioning exercise I'm not gonna do, procrastinating, being lovably annoying, hanging with the fam, hanging out with friends, procrastinating, watching anime, procrastinating, Pinterest, Reddit, Dank Memes, Life Hacks, and just being lazy

Ima say it now and ima say it once: DONT LIKE IT? WELL THEN DON’t READ IT!?!?!!

Through action, men become heroes.

Through death, heroes become legends.

Through time, legends become myth.

Through learning from myth, men take action.

OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses, and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth, and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He was outlived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Normal People VS. PJO Fans

NORMAL PEOPLE: rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast
PJO FANS: will tell Zeus to make it rain

NORMAL PEOPLE: say OMG!
PJO FANS: say OH, MY GODS!

NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings
PJO FANS: won't go to one because they will take away your awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or I'll tell on you!
PJO FANS: say shut up or my godly parent will vaporize you!

NORMAL PEOPLE: think that PJO fans are stupid
PJO FANS: KNOW that normal people are stupid

NORMAL PEOPLE: when being chased yell HELP ME, SOMEBODY!
PJO FANS: when being chased use their awesome demigod powers/skills

NORMAL PEOPLE: get nervous/scared during thunderstorms
PJO FANS: yell at Zeus to calm down (politely)

NORMAL PEOPLE: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation
PJO FANS: would try and find Camp Half-Blood

NORMAL PEOPLE: don't have this on their profile
PJO FANS: MUST have this on their profile

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4 am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a doormat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple of hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry
that you can't realize... I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry
That I cared

I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well, ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word, as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'

If you're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'

The Person with Big Eyes and the Person with a Big Mouth

"A deal! Let's make a deal!"
...said the devil.

"No! Absolutely not!"
...said the man with big eyes.

"Sure! Let's make a deal!"
...said the man with a big mouth.

the man with a big mouth's yard became a flower garden.
the man with big eyes was so poor that he was starving.

the man with a big mouth was happy every day.
he was full with all his ripened fruit.
that is why he did not notice.
his flower garden was wilting away.

In the garden where no flower would ever bloom again...
the man with a big mouth cried and muttered,
"I should never have made a deal with the devil."

the man with big eyes was so hungry that he thought he would die.
shedding tears, he muttered,
"I should have made a deal with the devil."

"A deal! Let's make a deal!"
...said the devil.

The Monster Without A Name

A long, long time ago in a land far away,

There was a monster without a name. The monster wanted a name so badly. So the monster left to go on a journey to find a name. But the world was so large that he split into two to make his journey. One went to the west and the other went towards the east. The monster who went to the east found a village.

At the entrance of the village, there was a blacksmith.

“Mr. Blacksmith, please give me your name,” said the monster.

“You can’t give away your name,” the blacksmith replied.

“If you give me your name, I’ll enter you and give you strength.”

“Really? If you can make me stronger, then I’ll give you my name.” The monster entered the blacksmith. The monster became Otto the Blacksmith. Otto the Blacksmith became the strongest man in the village.

But one day he said, “Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become.”

Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!

The hungry monster ate Otto from the inside out. The monster returned to being a nameless monster. Even when he entered Hans the Shoemaker…

Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp! He returned to being a nameless monster. When he entered Thomas the Hunter…

Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp! He once again returned to being a nameless monster.

The monster came to a castle looking for a wonderful name. In the castle, there was a sick boy.

“If you give me your name, I’ll give you strength.”

“If you can cure this illness and make me strong, I’ll give you my name.” The monster entered the boy. The boy became well. The king was so pleased!

“The prince is well! The prince is well!” The monster liked the boy’s name. He also liked living in the castle. So even though he was hungry, he endured. Every day his stomach growled, but he endured it. However, he was so hungry that one day he said,

“Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become.” The boy ate the king and even his servants.

Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!

Since there was no one there anymore, the boy went on a journey. He kept on walking for days and days.

One day, the boy met the monster who traveled to the west.

“I have a name. It’s a wonderful name, too.” The monster who went to the west said,

“I don’t need a name. I’m happy even without a name.” We just have to accept that we are monsters without a name. The boy ate the monster who went to the west.

The monster finally had a name, But all the people who could call him by that name have disappeared. And Johan was such a wonderful name, too.

I am one of the many people that have IAOWHPD or the I Am Obsessed With Harry Potter Disorder. Some of the symptoms may include, but are not limited to:

1) Blocking out the world when reading/watching Harry Potter

2) Wishing Hogwarts was real

3) Thinking that at least one character from Harry Potter is hot (Draco Malfoy and Harry himself, of course)

4) Comparing everything to Harry Potter or quotes by the characters therein

And last, but not least: 5) Making your own fantasy life about Harry Potter.

If you think you have this disease copy this onto your profile.

We don't want to be cured. Support this disease in its rise to overpower the brains of people and make their lives so much better...

Percy Jackson Pledge:

I promise to remember Perseus, whenever I'm at sea

I promise to remember Annabeth, whenever a spider comes at me

I promise to protect nature for Grover's sake, of course

I promise to remember Luke, whenever my heart fills with remorse

I promise to remember Chiron, when free pony rides I see

I promise to remember Tyson, when friends say they'll stick by my side

I promise to remember Thalia, when a friend is scared of heights

I promise to remember Clarisse, when a friend gives me a fright

I promise to remember Bianca, when I see a sister scold her brother

I promise to remember Nico, when I see someone who doesn't get along with others

I promise to remember Zoe, whenever I watch the stars

I promise to remember Rachel, whenever a limo passes by my car

Yes, I promise to remember PJO wherever I may go