WARNING
-I HAVE VERY BAD SPELLING, AND I DON'T FEEL LIKE DOING SPELL CHECK, SO DEAL WITH MY ERRORS (And authors wonder why they get flamed?)
-THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH SARCASIM SHOULD LEAVE. (Aww . . . guess I should go then . . . That was sarcasm, by the way.)
About me:
My names Zoey or Z and I’m 18 (Psht, please. An 18-year-old drop out maybe.) Yeah I know what you're thinking. (Really? Are you sure?) You're probably saying to yourself, yeah right she's not 18 (lmao, holy crap!); she's probably not even a girl. (Well, I wouldn't go that far . . . but if you insist.) She's probably some weird guy in his 30t's who has no life and still living with his parents. (Are you a pot-smoking pedophile, too?) She's lying just like the rest of the so called 18yr olds. (Internet newbies always try to convince us that they're telling the truth, but I know better.) Well the truth is, I really I’m 18 and girl. (And a drop out. With poor writing skills.) The weird guy in his thirties is my brother...j/k, I don't even have brother. (You're not fooling anyone, kid, so you can stop lying now.) If you don't believe me then that's your problem. (I eat my problems for breakfast.)
Some person emailed me and wanted to know what pets I had, which I thought was weird, but whatever...I have a macaw, a hermit crab named hermies, and three annoying rats. Okay their really dogs, and all three of them are chihuahuakajdf;lkajflkdjfkjdkajfjdk (Whoa, is that like a new breed? Like, a Chihuahua cross-bred with a keyboard? Shit, I want one!)...like I’m really going to learn how to spell now, that's (that is) what's (what is) spell checks ('are for'? And just for the sake of argument, the spellchecker won't help you because you already proclaimed that you're a lazy ass and WON'T use it.) and texting is no big help either. (Yeah . . . anyone with some intelligence could have told you that.)
Anyways I am currently taking over the fanfiction staind (At first I had no idea what the hell she was talking about, then I realized that this person has 'hacked' into another's account and has begun continuing a story that she has all-in-all 'stolen'.) and my first chapter started at...I think ch 17. Why am I taking it over you asking? (Sure. "Why are you taking over?") Well I hate unfinished stories and the original author has so much crap going on and was unable to finish it...but I’m trying to. (Did you even ask if you could? I mean, is this what you do? Steal other people's unfinished stories to finish/ruin them with your own shitty attempts at writing? What, are you going to steal my unfinished stuff, too?) I'm sorry it's taking so long to get chapter 19 finished but I just moved backed (Emphasis on the 'ed') to Florida and my dumb computer has some kind of a virus that keeps making it go into hibernation mode...so I'm buying a notebook to finish all this stuff on there. (Or how 'bout you just write your own shit . . . and, like, not post it anywhere on FF.net?)
Interest: Naruto, Bleach, Avatar the last air bender, family guy. I like playing on my ps3, which rocks! (I prefer the first Playstation. Legend of Mana and Shadow Madness are, like, for the freaking win.) I like drawing, staying on deviantart for like 5 hours, painting and other stuff... (You didn't give a link to prove that you do, so you're probably lying. If you're not, then most likely your art is just a horrible as your writing. It usually works out that way. Bad writers also have bad art.)
Okay let me get one thing across-Mary Sues, and OC’s.
-If you don’t like reading them, then why did you click on them in the first place? (Um . . . because most of the time Mary-Sues are like Raping Ninjas; you don't know they're actually there until you start getting into the story, and then BAM! You're totally and horribly violated, just like everything canon in the fandom.)
-If you don’t like my story, then DON’T READ IT, IT’S THAT SIMPLE. (If you don't like what we have to say, then stop stealing someone else's story. It's that simple. Jeez, don't you have your own account or something? You're like some sort of leech.)
-If you’re still complaining-LEARN TO GET OVER IT (Learn to STOP stealing. Hell, just stop writing altogether.)
-If you do, then great. (Fat chance, kid.)
-If you don't like me then oh well, I really could careless. (Apparently you do; otherwise, you wouldn't be telling me to stop complaining.)
-If you send me a message I don't like, well then I'm gonna send you one right back-GET IT? (OMG! RLY?! EYE WNAT 1! PLZ?!11!!?)
My personal list of HATES:
People with wired (Let's play "Guess That Fucked Up Word!"; That's right! "Weird" is the correct spelling!) obsessions with Zuko (he’s a freakin cartoon character) (Oh, but obsessing and dreaming about sucking on some Emo band member's penis is actually different? At least MY obsessions are incapable of suing me for sexual harrasment.)
People who hate mary sue's and Oc's, but read them anyways (get a clue) (Get a clue that 'anyways' doesn't have an 's'.)
People who don't know when to quite talking (I suppose you're an exception, right?)
People who stand in the middle of a hall way, expecting every one to move around them (Think again) (That's one thing I could agree with you on. If I had to deal with my peers for one more you . . . I would have started shoving down the stairs.)
Old people who don't know how to drive (take their license away already...this would be my grandma cuz she scares the hell out of me when she drives) (I'm sure you'd be capable of stealing her license, being that you're a 'klepto' and all.)
People who think they're smart (You're the OBVIOUS exception, believe me.)
CATS (hairballs, they scratch up everything, they stink, they're mean and a waste of money...you probably think I’m mean (Actually, this whole time I've considered you a dumbass.) for this but I don’t care)
Forgetting to turn off my car lights (I cannot tell you how many times my dad has had to jump my car)
People who complain about every thing (Suck it up and don't talk to me) (Don't worry, I wouldn't talk to you if I had to.)
People who drink from my cup (Go buy your own drink you cheapskate) (Um . . . ew. I don't even know you, but you sure sound like someone I would never want to drink after.)
Fat people who blame their weight on a thyroid problem. (Right or maybe it's from shoving a Big Mac down your throat)
People who talk loudly on their cell phone (No one really cares what you have to say) (Then stop talking already.)
People who constantly talk about American idol (Really, get a life) (Seriously, American Idol is for the win. You're just jealous.)
Girls who wear shirts that say " I'm cute, or Princess, ect" (Please run into a bus) (Please, could you do the same?)
People who try to make me listen to what they have to say about church (it’s my problem if I go to hell)
Christina Agularearlraitlkjkl (I don't think she even knows how to spell her last name) (Well, at least we all know you can't, huh?)
Paris Hilton (really, who likes her? Who ever does is an IDIOT!)
People who are always happy (Yeah, I can see where you might resent them. You're seriously lacking in the "happy" department if this list of hate has anything to say about it.)
COUNTRY MUSIC
People who don't know how to flush the toilet (SICK)
People who laugh at their own jokes (I have to confess, I'm one of these people. So just ignore this hate) (. . . what a serious moron.)
Guys who wear their pants to their knees. (Really, who wants to see your ass when you bend down, get a freakin belt or pants that are 20 times smaller) (If they wore something smaller, then they'd become an Emo. And personally, I'm still having a hard time seeing anorexic boys walking around in girl jeans that even I can't fit in, 'kay? I'll stick to the wannabe-rapper style, thanks.)
People who think they are cool or lie about things they did (Like you?)
Walking into a house that smells like cat pee (Whoa, do you break-and-enter, too? You're just a full-time criminal, aren't'cha?)
People who wear too much perfume (take a shower; stop trying to cover it up with perfume)
People who take things too serious (lmao . . . but not you, right?)
Girls that talk about guys constantly (Please stand by a staircase so I can push you down it) (You're a lesbian, aren't you? A Butch, perhaps?)
My spelling (*takes you by the hand and carefully leads you to your spellchecker*)
PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO CHEW WITH THEIR MOUTH CLOSED
mushrooms, celery, carrots, nuts, minute made, cheerios, sliced cheese that comes in packets, corn, peppers, squash, mayonnaise, soy food, mac'n cheese, spaghetti, lasagna, school lunch (Damn, that was, like, the whole food pyamid. Apparently you hate any food that's healthy for you.)
The moment I walk into abmroicombie (Whoa, just butchered that word, didn’t ya? And you didn’t even mean to either, otherwise you would have said something.) and Fitch, and hear their gay music (Why are you even IN the store, period? You sound like some sort of Goth chick to me.), or when I look at all the huge pictures of half naked guys hanging up. And that fact that the cashier has an attitude problem. (Jeez, it's not my fault your molding (Molding? lmao, are you sure?) career didn't work out and now you have to work here)
And of course SCHOOL, which includes; teachers, or the random person who says hi to you in the hall way, and the fact that I actually have to get up early and go to school. (Bitch, bitch; whine, whine. I'm sure with your social problems, teachers don't like you either.)
basically anyone who annoys me (You know, it's very hard for me to believe that you have ANY friends. With you crying about evey little thing, it's just too annoying for ANYONE to deal with you for even ten seconds.)