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Hello there!!! im not sure if anyone still reads or actually cares for this

but im stuck im officially stuck im not sure were im going with my stories anymore i might just possibly remove them and rewrite them evebntually im still not sure whats going to happen. SATS and ACTs are coming up and its time to settle down and study up but im sure im coming back evetually!!!! so not to worry something will get posted up soon enough!!!!! Happy NEw YEars everyones

--1/04/12 Thebadsun

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7/28/10

Ok Hey Guys Quick notice This is Alwaysbtheir!!! But I Have Change my penname To TheBadSun~!
I Still Own Alwaysbtheir SO please do not use that Name. AND OR come and try to Say I Stole Alwaysbtheir stories bc thats impossible -.-" since im Obviously her!!
Lmao Anyways sry fro the confusion! TTYL

--Alwaysbtheir/thebadsun [Same person btw ^^"]

Hello there! I am Vanessa And Im 17 yrs old. My Home town Is Chicago Illinois But i recently Moved From their and im in Now Texas, Houston
I Am officially a Junior in high school (wooo!!!!)and i cant wait to Go to college[Bc i plan on returning to chicago For college ofcourse ^^]. I also plan On Being a Weapon Technician/Gunsmith [No lie]
[And Thats why also If you have Notice My writing always Have weapons and more armory use than Alices Haha ^^"]
But anyways Heres a small Cheat sheet about Me

-I Think Music is Life, and i cant go a day without listening to my Ipod
-I cant go a day without Reading some sort of thing
-I Have a Plush Grey Wolf from Build a Bear That I named Artemis :3
-Im Currrently Learning Japanese
-Im Anti-social most of the time [I rather sit in the corner with My ipod and a Really good Book rather than socialise]
-I'm picky With Anime and Mangas! But I love anime Lots [but yet again mangas are usually better [No Lie]
-I CANNOT Stand Twilight [And yes I read the first Book I was bored through it all. I think that was the first book i ever put down -.-" ]
-My Favorite Tv Shows at the moment are Phenus&Pherb Kim Possible and Family Guy
-I Dont let myself get pushed around
-I have a few close friends [ but sadly i left them when i moved to a boring state called Texas -.-]
-My Favorite Books Are Artemis Fowl, Dark Visions and Percy jackson and The olympians and Harry Potter
-My Favorite anime/Manga is Gakuen alice Kuroshitsuji Angel Beats Kaichou wa maid sama ouran high school host club and so many more =)
-Im Usually easy going laid back and fun to talk to once you actually get to know me But you have to talk to me First otherwise the conversation wont
go anywhere since im mostly good at listening than talking [I wont know what to say mainly,thus the reason i fairly get well along with people who talk alot]
-O an Finally I'm A gamer Ive played variety of games [GUnz, Genji, L4D, Etc] and also other rpg games

and thats basically all i can think of right now so sry like i said i dont have much to say ^^"

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iAlso about my writing in the beginning I know My writing sucks Sooo Bad x.x because even i say it sucks[bc i was and probably still am a newbie , but now that a few time has pass my writing has gradually improved

so please Dont Mind My Sucky First Chapters ^^" and please do enjoy. Im Glad that many of you reviewers still enjoy My stories though So thank you for the reviews =)
I currently Write Gakuen Alice Fan fictions/one shots but i hope to write Artemis Fowl Fan fiction soon Enough oh and also Maybe Kuroshitsuji!!! =] .

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FANFICTION: MY ANTI-DRUG. because, who has time for drugs if you're reading and plotting and writing and checking reviews? If this is true for you, copy and paste this to your profile.

Random quotes i like

"Just to spite you, I will go to hell!" -Unknown, when talking to religious protesters

The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on. - Robert Bloch

Son, if you really want something in this life, you have to work for it. Now quiet! They're about to announce the lottery numbers. - Homer Simpson

Never argue with an idiot. They'll just drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.

I'd tell you to go to hell, but I work there and really don't want to see you everyday.

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed.

When in doubt, push random buttons!

Fighting is mind over matter. I don't mind, and you don't matter.

Keep smiling; it makes people wonder what you're up to.

Love your enemies. It gets them really confused.

Don't piss me off, I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.

If being an idiot hurt, then you would be in constant pain.

Artemis Fowl quotes:

We're being led by an idiot with a crayon." - Julius Root

"Captains short life is in danger so push the button before i climb that tower and push it with your face - Julious

Why don't i just move in with you? do your Ironing while i'm at it - Foaly

SHUT UP JULIUS, I mean quiet for a moment commander - Mulch

a Cd? How quaint we have these in museums - Holly

All this melodrama someone has to poke fun -Mulch

Oh brilliant, I must write that one down in my witty retort book - Mulch

Butler could kill you in 100 different ways with out his armory though i'm sure one would be quite sufficient - Artemis

My bugs dont have bugs- Foaly

Artemis Fowl II: Let us proceed under the assumption that the fairy folk do exist and that I am not a gibbering moron." Artemis

Believe me, he is not here. If he were, there would be a lot of screaming - Artemis

Now before we get into anything, ladies, no scratching, no spitting and no tattling to mummy. -Butler

"Confidence is ignorance. If you're feeling cocky, it's because there's something you don't know." Foaly

You've got twenty minutes to cry or say your prayers or whatever it is you females do, then I'm comin' a callin" Julius

No offence, Commander, but your brother hits like a pixie" - Trouble

Right, enough talk. I think it's time Mister Vassikin was introduced to my friend, Mister Fist - Butler

No, mademoiselle, I would not like to see the children's menu. I have no doubt that the children's menu itself tastes better than the meals on it. I would like to order ? la carte. Or don't you serve fish to minors - Artemis

I said no. Now back off, Mister Carpet Man. Don't make me break a nail. - Juliet

"Looks like the gang's all here. And guess what. I don't like gangs." Julius

"Being in command means making tough decisions. Not being in command means shutting up and doing what you're told. - Julius

I swear, if I weren't such a fan of mockery myself, I would have you tossed out of here on your combustible behind.- Foaly

The time paradox

"Mulch Diggums strolling by, what are the chances of that?"

"Zero. Absolutely none. I would bet my pension on it."

(Someone taps on the trunk door.)

"No. Not even you."

"Just how large is your pension?"

"I do not believe it. I refuse to believe it. It's impossible!"

(More taps on door. swearing.)

"What a gutteral voice. Very like a dwarf's."

"It could be Butler."

"Swearing in Gnommish. Hardly."

Harry potter

So light a fire!" Harry choked.
"Yes...of course...but there's no wood!" Hermione cried, wringing her hands.
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT!

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"Fred, you next," the plump woman said.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"

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"And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?" Harry
"Throw it away and punch him in the nose," suggested Ron.

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"Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, won't they?" said Hermione as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier.
"When they hear what you did this year?"
"Proud?" said Harry. "Are you crazy? All those times I could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious..."

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As though an invisible hand were writing upon it, words appeared on the smooth surface of the map.
"Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."
Snape froze. Harry stared, dumbstruck, at the message. But the map didn't stop there. More writing was appearing beneath the first.
"Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git."
It would have been funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more...
"Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor."
Harry closed his eyes in horror. When he'd opened them, the map had had its last word.
"Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball."

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For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you print out a hundred-some-odd page story just to read it in the middle of an asembly at school, aloud, to your friends. Crazy is when you bet your teachers money that you can recite the script of a movy/play without missing a single line or subline and win 500 from it. Crazy is shouting "I'M EVIL! AND I LOVE CHOCOLOTE COVERED COOKIES!" and cackling like a witch at a public place. Crazy is reading something completely random until three in the morning the night before a major maths exam, and still acing it!Crazy to me is staying up late trying to either finish reading an awesome ff till late in the morning (or if your an author wrting/typing/plotting) On a SUNDAY, only to realize you have to go to school in 2hours!! If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list!

Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the 5 percent who aren't, copy this onto your profile and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Shadow929, The Astrology Nerd, brown-eyed angel of music, piratesswriter/fairy to be, The Gypsy-Pirate Queen, watching-waiting-wishing, 100-percent-Harry-Potter-obsessed, iluvdavidwright45, dianeandnumairareahotcouple, windsoftiti, Ilovethelittletacos...Ilovethemgood, i-have-issues-deal-with-it, phyco-muffin, Kingdom of Naruto, MewMewApple101, Alwaysbtheir

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book.
I am the girl that people look through when I say something
I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal.
I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face.
I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone.
I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year.
I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain.
BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who isn't obsessed with Twilight, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things.
Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone: Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn Is Breaking, secilmis yazar, Holly Marie Fowl, Liris, Meihua68, Alwaysbtheir

"Girls Don't Realize These Things"

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 4am 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 door mat, 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 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'

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 camp aigns in order to prevent unwanted animals.

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"REMEMBER WHEN"

REMEMBER WHEN ..
getting HiGH meant swinging at a playground?
the worst thing you could get from a boy was c0otiEs?
'm 0 m' (was your hero)
and 'D a D' was the boy you were gonna marry?
when your W0RST ENEMiES were your siblings
and rAcE iSsuEs were about who ran fastest?
when - WAR- was a card game
and life was simple and care free?
remember when all you wanted to do
WAS GROW UP?

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