I wish a Happy Thanksgiving to my american friends =^_^=
Fifi la Fume TF TG
Nothing is sweeter than fresh Saturday mornings. I am finished washing up for a bright new day of cartoons! And here is the weird part: Someone must have snuck in the bathroom last night and inserted a bottle of men's cologne in the closet. Well, how could I pass up the slightest opportunity? I take a spritz here, a spritz there, and a spritz everywhere! But the strangest part: Its scent, it is like the smell of fresh lilac in the field of buttercups. Ah, the joy of the countryside...but then...bizarre! At first it might be totally bogus, but later it might not be so bad.
While still sniffing myself, my head, it has gone through a rapid change as follows: My hair goes through a serious tint from brown to lavendar, as well as a shift into a feminine style, topping off with a special pink ribbon. My eyeballs have increased in size, with their whites going from white to a light robin's egg blue, and my pupils black and white! Also, three eyelashes are introduced to each eye. My skull, com
Dotty Dog TF
Jenny had always wanted to join the cheerleading team at her school. It was her life-long dream of being a cheerleader, and someday, she would make it come true. Jenny was a 12-year old human girl with light brown hair and green eyes, and she was a friendly person, of course. However, Jenny knew for a fact that only the best girls who succeeded in tryouts could join the cheerleader team. She even tried to ask the lead cheerleader, Amelia, to have her join, but Amelia declined her offer, as Amelia was a bit of a snob.
Because of this, Jenny got worried that she might never fulfill her dream of cheerleading. But little did she know, that one day, that would all change...
One Friday afternoon, at lunchtime, Jenny sat next to her friend Robert, who understood her feelings. He wanted to help her get into the cheerleading team, but it wouldn't be easy.
"I don't get it. Why won't Amelia let me into the cheerleading team?" Jenny asked.
"I guess she's picky about choosing new members, and only
Jane Doe TF (Trade)
"Joey! Dinner's ready!" I called down from the kitchen to my little brother. My parents were out with friends for the night which meant I would be responsible for his well-being. It was a relief that they had prepared me a recipe because my culinary skills were, I had to admit, far from desirable.
I prepared him a plate as I heard his footsteps approaching closer. His eyes looked like they had been staring at a screen for more than an extended period of time.
"Video games?" I asked. He nodded as he took his plate and sat at the table. I soon joined him after I got my food together. As I was eating my meal, I noticed that Joey had barely touched his. The look on his face seemed blank and somewhat spaced out.
"Something wrong?" I asked him.
"No, Hannah." he sighed as he dug into his spaghetti. That obvious meant the exact opposite, but I wasn't going to push it. As a 16 year old girl, my friends asked me how the heck I could deal with "the little brat." Stereotypes would make people assu
Current Residence: Agnetz, Oise, France|
Favourite genre of music: Hit Pop
Operating System: Windows 98 se, Windows XP and Windows 7 Home
MP3 player of choice: iTunes, Winamp, Windows Media Player Version 11
Favourite cartoon character: Simba, Tigger, Chip and Dale
I am French, born in Paris On February 28, 1984. But I left Paris since January 2, 1986, lives in common Ronquerolles Agnetz located in the department of Oise in Picardy. I'm a fan of the computer with 5 computers, video game consoles with 10.
Name : Léa
Age : 2 years
Fur Colors : Light grey
Hair Color : Black
Eye color : Blue