Post by lily on Mar 9, 2009 19:00:53 GMT -6
cecilia joy martin
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"my name is cecilia joy martin, and to be honest, it's not one of those names that have an amazing story. for all i know, my parents went on baby names dot com, and then just decided that they liked the name 'cecilia' and picked it. oh, but my middle name, joy, is actually the name of my grandmother. as for nicknames, there's celia, or just plain c. personally, i like my actual name."
AWESOME! SO ARE YOU MALE OR FEMALE? OR SOMETHING ELSE? YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO SURE NOWADAYS..
"gawd, i'm a female. can't you tell?"
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
"i'm nineteen years old and my birthday is on january sixteenth."
WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
"this is actually my birthplace. i left a while to persue my dancing career, but now i'm back. i can honestly say that i've missed my home."
NOW MOVING ONTO WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE. HOW TALL ARE YOU, AND IF YOU DON'T MIND ME ASKING, HOW MUCH DO YOU WEIGH?
"5'3. i know, i'm short. some people consider that average but i consider it short, case closed. as for my weight, well...[cough]one-hundred-twelve-pounds[/cough]."
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU MOSTLY INTO: GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH?
"guys, definitely. sorry to all the girls out there, but i only roll one way. not that i have anything against people who aren't like me, but their road is not one that i want to walk down, thank you very much."
WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
"i really don't want to seem conceited, but here goes; i would say that i'm a pretty good dancer, and a good mother too. i'm caring, helpful, and responsible, which is good, because if not, but child would probably hate me. let's see...i'm also determined and a hard worker, since i like getting things done the right way and when i want something, i try my hardest to get it if it doesn't mean stepping on people. "
COOL. WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"a lot of things, actually, haha. i'm really bad at making decisions, and usually if people give me options, i choose at least two, haha. i try to give advice to people who need it, but i admit that my advice isn't very good. there's the fact that i worry way too much, and i admit that i don't trust people very easily. i just don't wanna get hurt again, because i don't really forgive that easily."
AWW, THAT SUCKS. WHAT DO YOU LIKE?"
"laughing, fun, dancing, obviously, sweets, being complimented, romance, and just anything that puts me in a good mood to be honest, and don't think i didn't forget my son, because i love that little boy."
I LIKE SOME OF THOSE THINGS TOO! WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE?
"being ignored, annoyed, rushed, insulted, and bored. even though i'm not a little girl anymore, i still don't like vegetables that much, there's also being scared, like horror movies and hurt,"
I SEE. WHAT ARE SOME OF THE THINGS THAT YOU FEAR?
"something horrible happening to my son, or my ex-boyfr- i mean, um...nevermind. as i was saying...being hurt myself, being forgotten by everyone i know, not being able to be successful and having to live in a box. okay, i know that sounds strange, but believe me, it's possible."
WHAT ABOUT THE FUTURE, DO YOU HAVE ANY HOPES AND DREAMS?"
"to be one of the greatest dancers in the world. i hope that one day dancers will be as famous and treated as fairly as actors, musicians, and atheletes. i mean, dancing isn't easy, so why should we be off to the sidelines? i hope my future and my son's to be filled with nothing but success and that i may actually find love once more."
GOOD LUCK WITH THOSE! OKAY, SO I LIKE ABIT OF GOSSIP. DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS? I WON'T TELL ANYONE.
"this isn't much of a secret since it's five years since it was a really big one, but i obviously have a son, and if you didn't figure it out yet, i was a teenager when i had him. and if you couldn't tell, i must really be looking old. i also have a few regrets about leaving maine...and him.. to persue my career, but honestly, i'm trying to get over that. the past is the past, you know?"
WOW. TELL ME A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOUR PERSONALITY. I WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE LIKE AS A PERSON.
"i'm determined, which explains how my dancing career even got this far, because lots of dancers just quit once they realize how hard this business is. i would say that i'm kind and caring, responsible and independent too, and my son would prove that point. i'm not perfect though, no. not at all. i'm a bit of a worry-wart, especially when it comes to my boy, and i don't trust people very easily. actually, i'm a bit surprised that i even told you my secrets."
WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A BOYFRIEND?
"not that i'm really looking for a boyfriend, but i would love someone who can make me laugh, and throw in some romance. i mean, the roses, box of chocolates, stuffed animals; all of it just makes my heart melt. ooh, i also have this thing when someone whispers something seductive in my ear -giggles nervously-."
WELL I GUESS THAT PUTS ME OUT OF THE RUNNING. WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE IN A BOYFRIEND?
"there's the usual, like being just plain out messy and dirty. i don't like anyone too controlling, because women shouldn't be treated unfairly just because of their gender. obviously, i wouldn't like anyone who treats me like shit, or assumes that i'm 'easy'."
OKAY, WELL I'M GOING TO ASK WHAT SOME OF YOUR FAVOURITES ARE NOW, OKAY?
"sure, whatever. i think i'm ready."
FAVOURITE FOOD & DRINK?
"cookie cakes and oreo milkshakes. unfortunately, i have to limit those; very unhealthy."
FAVOURITE MOVIE & TV SHOW?
"gossip girl is my favorite show- a guilty pleasure, you could say, along with one tree hill. my favorite movie would have to be either step up, honey, or stomp the yard. hey, what can i say? i can relate."
FAVOURITE BAND/SINGER?
"too many! i like so many bands and singers that i couldn't even begin to list them all."
FAVOURITE COLOUR?
"green and purple."
FAVOURITE LYRIC OR QUOTE?
"'a smile up to the sky, you know you'll be alright'. it's just so positive."
THAT WAS FUN. TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR PARENTS.
"my father, garrett martin, was a business man that did some computer stuff in random buildings. he's fourty four now, actually. my mom, amelia martin, is a nurse, and she's fourty three years old at the moment. "
DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
"nope, absolutely none. i'm an only child."
TELL ME ABOUT A REALLY GOOD TIME IN YOUR LIFE.
"easy. when my son was born. okay, so that exact moment wasn't so pretty, but when i first got to hold him. it was just, wow. this amazing feeling just bursted inside of me and i couldn't have been happier. he was so adorable, so amazing. the feeling, the entire experience...it's just undescribable."
THAT SOUNDS AWESOME. WHAT ABOUT A NOT-SO-GOOD TIME ON YOUR LIFE?
"well, although my best moment was when my son was born, when i found out i was pregnant, my life fell apart. my parents were scolding me, eventually people at school found out, and i was just known as a slut. horrible. that's probably on the same level as when i left maine. my dancing career was something i wanted to have take off, because if it didn't, what else would i possibly do with my life. it was horrible, leaving -pauses- ...evan."
OH DEAR. I THINK THIS INTERVIEW IS OVER NOW. HAS ANYONE EVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU LOOK ALIKE LIKE JENNA DEWAN? COS YOU REALLY DO. THANKS FOR YOUR TIME.
"actually, people have! it's weird, because i sooo don't think i look like her at all. she's a bit prettier in my opinion."
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lily
WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OOH, WILL NEVER LEAVE ME WOO OOH
DON'T TRUST A HO, NEVER TRUST A HO, WON'T TRUST A HO
'CAUSE THE HO WON'T TRUST ME[/color][/font]
HOWEVER, SHE HAPPENS TO BE ONLY MANY YEARS OLD
AND NOT ONLY THAT, BUT ONLY HAS TWO YEARS OF EXPERIENCE WITH THIS.
IF I CHANGE MY MIND I'LL BE SURE TO CONTACT YOU ON PM
TO HIT YOU UP IN THE PACIFIC TIMEZONE. HOWEVER, THAT'S ONLY IF YOU
CAN PROVE TO ME THAT YOU'LL BE WORTH MY TIME.
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Paranoid. Nervous. Worried. Afraid.
All those words described Samantha Malinda just perfectly while she was at this Valk Charity Event. Trust me, the now-seventeen year old girl had a reason to feel like this, but although she may have had a reason, she really shouldn't have these emotions running throughout her mind. Paolo Giovanni. He had said he loved her. She told him that she loved him. There were no lies hidden in those words, no, not at all. They were filled with nothing but truth and, well, love. So if she believed him, then why did she feel so uncomfortable right now? Part of her wanted nothing but to be with him, but another part of her kept on telling herself that she needed to stay away until she stopped thinking all these negative thoughts. If the whole thing with Coco Lehoux hadn't happened, maybe she wouldn't have been so paranoid. Then again, knowing Sam, she probably would. It happened a while ago, she had to be over it now, after the fake proposal and all the time they spent together after that. That wasn't bugging her anymore. Okay, well it was, but she was mostly over it so now, it had nothing to do with that one night. This definitely had to do with Bailey Mitchell, no doubt about it. There was no way she could deny that.
All the time they spent together after the shooting; it was killing her. Somehow, whenever Samantha thought about Paolo, Bailey would pop in somehow and then she'd get that feeling in her stomach. The feeling where it's like someone's inside, twisting everything into knots. If she thought about it at night, Sam wouldn't be able to sleep until she thought of something else and changing her thoughts weren't so easy. It had been hard enough to deal with even without seeing him, but now seeing Paolo, it was harder. Now she was looking at him and with him, which technically, isn't a bad thing at all, but it meant that her mind would wander off to places that she didn't want it to go. Don't get me wrong, Samantha loved being with Paolo, but it was just a little hard on her at the moment and she didn't know how to stop it from being the way it was. The girl would have to figure out a way to make herself believe that Paolo wouldn't do anything bad to her. That he loved her, and only her. So far? No success at all. Now that she was with Paolo, she would just have to put on that smile and pretend like everything was okay. Not like she had to, since he didn't seem to notice anything. Not how she was acting. Sam used to think that Paolo knew things about her; that he noticed things that she didn't notice herself. Apparently, she had been wrong.
"Sam," It was nice to hear him say her name again. It had been too long. And when he kissed her? Relief swept over her. "I didn't know you were here." She watched as he looked at his mother. She really hoped that he said that because he was staying with his mother and not because he didn't want to go look for her. No, don't think like that. Sam thought to herself. The relief was obviously gone. There she was, worrying that he might leave her, that she'd be left heart broken. Like how she felt the days before Bailey's birthday bash. There was no way Sam was going to feel that way again. She just wouldn't let herself go through that again. It had been too painful the first time and she was pretty sure that it would be painful the second time. You see, when she was with Mark Wood, the two never really went through the whole typical break-up. Sam didn't experience the, "It's not you, it's me." or the "I still think we should be friends." Sure, they were still friends, but that wasn't the point. The whole long-distance thing was what ruined it, nothing horrible, so Sam had absolutely no experience when it came to these kind of things.
"You know me... trying to keep it all together."
Yes, that really did sound like him. "Is there anyway...Anyway at all...That I can help you out?" Sam truely cared and would like to help as much as she possibly could. It might get him out of this whole thing he was in. Losing a sister must have been hard, the least she could do was offer to help. That way, even if he said he didn't need it, she wouldn't feel guilty and selfish. "I've missed you." Then the relief came back again. "And I do love you... I don't think I've told you that enough lately." That made her feel so much better than she did before. "You have no idea how much that means to me." She said sincerely, and he probably really had no idea how much that meant to her. "But I love you too, and I definitely missed you." Everything had been going so perfectly, better than she really expected it to be. The thoughts of Bailey were starting to go away. But that's the keyword: Starting. It wasn't long before they came back, but what could she do when Bailey was in the same room?
When Sam saw him looking at Bailey, her heart felt as if it dropped. Then when he smiled and waved back, Sam told herself that he was just being friendly. That was the kind of guy that he was. They both lost a sibling in the shooting and could really relate to each other. Why else would Paolo be with Bailey so much more than Sam lately? "Oh good, Bailey's here too. I need to talk to her later. Remind me." If it had been possible, her heart would have dropped even deeper than it had been before. "Um...S-sure. I'll try to remember." It wouldn't be easy to forget his words and as much as it would pain her to do it, she would remind him. She had no reason why she would, but she just wanted to do it. To prove that she wasn't clingy and that she was okay with him and Bailey. If only he noticed all her efforts.
It was going to be a long night.
All those words described Samantha Malinda just perfectly while she was at this Valk Charity Event. Trust me, the now-seventeen year old girl had a reason to feel like this, but although she may have had a reason, she really shouldn't have these emotions running throughout her mind. Paolo Giovanni. He had said he loved her. She told him that she loved him. There were no lies hidden in those words, no, not at all. They were filled with nothing but truth and, well, love. So if she believed him, then why did she feel so uncomfortable right now? Part of her wanted nothing but to be with him, but another part of her kept on telling herself that she needed to stay away until she stopped thinking all these negative thoughts. If the whole thing with Coco Lehoux hadn't happened, maybe she wouldn't have been so paranoid. Then again, knowing Sam, she probably would. It happened a while ago, she had to be over it now, after the fake proposal and all the time they spent together after that. That wasn't bugging her anymore. Okay, well it was, but she was mostly over it so now, it had nothing to do with that one night. This definitely had to do with Bailey Mitchell, no doubt about it. There was no way she could deny that.
All the time they spent together after the shooting; it was killing her. Somehow, whenever Samantha thought about Paolo, Bailey would pop in somehow and then she'd get that feeling in her stomach. The feeling where it's like someone's inside, twisting everything into knots. If she thought about it at night, Sam wouldn't be able to sleep until she thought of something else and changing her thoughts weren't so easy. It had been hard enough to deal with even without seeing him, but now seeing Paolo, it was harder. Now she was looking at him and with him, which technically, isn't a bad thing at all, but it meant that her mind would wander off to places that she didn't want it to go. Don't get me wrong, Samantha loved being with Paolo, but it was just a little hard on her at the moment and she didn't know how to stop it from being the way it was. The girl would have to figure out a way to make herself believe that Paolo wouldn't do anything bad to her. That he loved her, and only her. So far? No success at all. Now that she was with Paolo, she would just have to put on that smile and pretend like everything was okay. Not like she had to, since he didn't seem to notice anything. Not how she was acting. Sam used to think that Paolo knew things about her; that he noticed things that she didn't notice herself. Apparently, she had been wrong.
"Sam," It was nice to hear him say her name again. It had been too long. And when he kissed her? Relief swept over her. "I didn't know you were here." She watched as he looked at his mother. She really hoped that he said that because he was staying with his mother and not because he didn't want to go look for her. No, don't think like that. Sam thought to herself. The relief was obviously gone. There she was, worrying that he might leave her, that she'd be left heart broken. Like how she felt the days before Bailey's birthday bash. There was no way Sam was going to feel that way again. She just wouldn't let herself go through that again. It had been too painful the first time and she was pretty sure that it would be painful the second time. You see, when she was with Mark Wood, the two never really went through the whole typical break-up. Sam didn't experience the, "It's not you, it's me." or the "I still think we should be friends." Sure, they were still friends, but that wasn't the point. The whole long-distance thing was what ruined it, nothing horrible, so Sam had absolutely no experience when it came to these kind of things.
"You know me... trying to keep it all together."
Yes, that really did sound like him. "Is there anyway...Anyway at all...That I can help you out?" Sam truely cared and would like to help as much as she possibly could. It might get him out of this whole thing he was in. Losing a sister must have been hard, the least she could do was offer to help. That way, even if he said he didn't need it, she wouldn't feel guilty and selfish. "I've missed you." Then the relief came back again. "And I do love you... I don't think I've told you that enough lately." That made her feel so much better than she did before. "You have no idea how much that means to me." She said sincerely, and he probably really had no idea how much that meant to her. "But I love you too, and I definitely missed you." Everything had been going so perfectly, better than she really expected it to be. The thoughts of Bailey were starting to go away. But that's the keyword: Starting. It wasn't long before they came back, but what could she do when Bailey was in the same room?
When Sam saw him looking at Bailey, her heart felt as if it dropped. Then when he smiled and waved back, Sam told herself that he was just being friendly. That was the kind of guy that he was. They both lost a sibling in the shooting and could really relate to each other. Why else would Paolo be with Bailey so much more than Sam lately? "Oh good, Bailey's here too. I need to talk to her later. Remind me." If it had been possible, her heart would have dropped even deeper than it had been before. "Um...S-sure. I'll try to remember." It wouldn't be easy to forget his words and as much as it would pain her to do it, she would remind him. She had no reason why she would, but she just wanted to do it. To prove that she wasn't clingy and that she was okay with him and Bailey. If only he noticed all her efforts.
It was going to be a long night.
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THE LYRICS ARE FROM THE SONG 'DON'T TRUST ME' BY THE LOVELY 3OH!3.
