Hey, yes I am very alive and fat from my food escapades and totally blaming it on school, cause you have no idea on how my school could be energy draining, from countless thesis papers, reports, and fudging intellectual competition, these drains me the most, not the physical curricular activities 'cause I don't do sports and I am that type of girl that who does not do sports but enjoy doing it, makes sense right? *sarcasm*

BUT hey, I am very much alive, and that's what counts, unless you despise me for some unknown reasons, but that's okay, I could be quite a violent person and a "Ms. Know-It-All" and "first impressions must be great" obsessed kind of gal...Ehem* Anyways, you could call me Sasha or Sashi, and I am proudly Hetalia, Hamilton, and Greek Mythology trash, I am a history geek (and I blame it on Hetalia, which is not necessarily a bad thing).

Enough about my personal life and character, let me just tell you that I am a very "lost cause" obsessed fangirl for the very beautiful pairing of FRUK (FranceXEngland, Hetalia, OTP RIGHT THERE) followed by PruHun, once again from Hetalia, don't blame me, but as you all (talking to all fellow Hetalia trashes) notice these guys I really ship are childhood "friends", I have a really spot for childhood friends pairings, and I am talking about cotton,velvety, a puppy's butcheek kind of soft, and a puppy's butcheek is EXTREMELY soft, I mean, their love is in such a pure form, they had a very long time of getting to know each other *sighs dreamily* . BUT I respect to other individual's opinions on who they ship, I respect that, but DISSING and TALKING SHIZZ about other ships is NOT OKAY, really whenever I see a bashing rant about any ships, even though I despise that ship, I would still would have the urge and wish to throttle them, my hands wringing around their necks, I mean who do you think you are? You could not make another persons make them like something if you FUDGING FORCE IT DOWN THROUGH THEIR THROATS AND I RE-

Please excuse me for my ranting, just need it to get it out of my chest *laughs nervously, embarrassed* Anyways, aside from my outburst, I am telling you I would be back on writing and continuing my fanfics, with me maturing every year. I would be back at early March until early June, 'cause that's nationwide summer for the Philippines aside for some special schools, meaning no classes yay!

And I like puppies.

And I almost forgot, the profile pic belongs to the adorable and very talented Haleyhss!

and I don't own the cover pic at my community!

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.