Hey. NatureFreak here.

My favorite number is 7. I'm against abortion. I'm against pop-stars. I'm into horses, chickens, most all animals, save the poisonous ones. Most people think I'm 2 - 4 years older than I really am. I'm a strong believer, of Baptist faith and I love to argue. So don't get me started.

There's this cool saying I really like, it's caled W.W.J.D.. That stands for "What Would Jesus Do?". When you're stuck in a situation and you aren't quite sure what to do, calm down, breathe, and think What Would Jesus Do if he were in my shoes?. Even for those of you who aren't believers, it's still something to remember.

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I know that I'm not normal. I accept that I'm crazy. I realize that I'm weird. After all, the normal people are the strange ones, if any human being can really be called "normal". -NatureFreak (repost this on your page if you agree with me)

f you read people's pages looking for things to copy and paste into your page, copy and paste this into your page

If you have ever zoned out for more than five consecutive minutes, copy this into your page.
If you think that Writer's Block sucks, copy and paste this into your page
If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your page
If you have ever forgot what you were going to say while you were saying it, copy and paste this into your page. (C'mon! I'm not the only one! Right! Right?)
If you have a page, paste this on your page.
If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your page, copy and paste this onto your page
If BYC to you is what MySpace is to other people, copy this into your page.
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!
If you've been on the computer for hours on end, messing around in the Games, Jokes, and Fun section, copy and paste this onto your profile, and add your name to this list: EE Lover:)
If you actually take the time to read other peoples pages, copy this to yours.
If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.
98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile
If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.
If BYC is to you is what Facebook is to other people, copy this to your profile
If you are obsessed with fanfiction, copy this into your profile.
If you spend time copying things into your profile, copy this into your profile.
If you've ever had a dream involving a fictional character, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you are part of the .0000001 percent of people who don't have a MySpace, copy this onto your profile
If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember what you were talking about in the first place, copy this into your profile.
If you have ever argued about a friend about the same thing for so long, and completely forgot what you were arguing about, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.

When you were 5, your mom bought you an ice cream cone. You thanked her by yelling at her that it's the wrong kind.
When you were 9, your mom drove you from swimming class to soccer, and one birthday party to another. You thanked her by slamming the door and never looking back.
When you were 10, your mom paid for piano lessons. You thanked her by never coming to class.
When you were 12, your mom was waiting for a very important call. You thanked her by talking on the phone all night.
When you were 14, your mom paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by not bothering to write a single letter.
When you were 16, your mom taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you got.
When you were 17, your mom drove you to the mall and gave you her credit card. You thanked her by maxing it out.
When you were 18, your mom cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by partying until dawn.
When you were 20, your mom drove you to college. You thanked her by saying goodbye outside your dorm, so you wouldn't have to say 'bye' in front of your friends.
When you were 26, your mom payed for your wedding. You thanked her by moving halfway across the world.
When you were 30, your mom fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to children.
Then, one day, she quietly died, and everything you did came cra

shing down on you

If YOU love your mom, re-post this, and if you don't, you wouldn't care if your mom dies, would you?

I, as both a reader and a writer find it increasingly infuriating that stories can get thousands of hits yet only a few reviews. What could take you five or ten minutes to read could have taken someone several hours to write and a lot of planning. Reviews encourage people and make them feel good about the writing.
I, do solemnly swear to review all the fics I read, regardless of the number of reviews, its age, or anything else. I have joined the Review Revolution.
Copy and Paste this into your profile to join the revolution.

Warning: There will come a time when an even worse Holocaust will happen. It won't be towards the Jews, nor the Gypsies, nor the Homosexuals, nor the educated and artistic. Yet it will come, and you will remain silent and watch in sin the unspeakable horrors afflicted to us. I pray that during that time, hope in Jesus will not be lost. If you are a believer... hide this away in your heart.
If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.
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 re-post it?
Re-post this if you truly believe in God, and even if you don't.