Post by hannah on Mar 5, 2009 2:18:10 GMT -6
chantal adelaide vance
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"my name is chantal adelaide vance. but i go by chichi most of the time. everyone in my family has little nicknames, mine being chichi. my sister is jules, one of my brothers is tia. we were raised with little pet names and such from my mom and abuela."
AWESOME! SO ARE YOU MALE OR FEMALE? OR SOMETHING ELSE? YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO SURE NOWADAYS..
"i admit...i am a female. i have a vagina. GASP!!"
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
"i am twenty and born on june 21st. it is the first day of spring you know!! i think that is cool. currently i'm not in school. i want to try making it with music. heh."
WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
"i hail from spain, but i moved to the states soon after i was born. i think i was abouuutt...two years old when we moved to new york. we moved here when i was about thirteen."
NOW MOVING ONTO WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE. HOW TALL ARE YOU, AND IF YOU DON'T MIND ME ASKING, HOW MUCH DO YOU WEIGH?
"don't laugh. i am five foot four. shorty, shorty, i know. and i do mind you asking my weight, but i am average for my size. so says the doctor."
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU MOSTLY INTO: GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH?
"i am purely straight. a nice heterosexual female living in maine. yay!! don't get me wrong..i have nothing against other orientations. i just love me some man meat. hehe."
WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
"okay. well, first off i am a very good listener. i don't like pouring out my life to people, but i like it when people pour themselves out on me. i think i am rather good at discovering new bands. usually bands i like that people think are strange and weird, but hey. i like 'em and that's all that counts. what else...oh oh!! i am really good at coming up with costumes for house parties with themes. i love doing that. it's super fun. not to toot my own horn, which i have been doing for a while now, i think i am a very good singer and joke teller slash maker. haha. others beg to differ. lastly, i see myself as a good stylist. so boo."
COOL. WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"i am actually very very bad at dancing. i have no talent in that category. i'm also not so good at school, but i try...sometimes. "
AWW, THAT SUCKS. WHAT DO YOU LIKE?"
"okay, so i love reptiles and large mammals. let's see...i love love love old cinema films, listening to violin music, almost all 80's music along with 90's grunge. gummy bears and oreos paired together are my all time favorite treat. my family, even if they are crazy, is extremely important to me. i like to knit things for people. my kitten is super awesome and i love him. wearing comfortable clothes is way too cool for me. people watching is my favorite past time. attending music festivals and house parties are always fun. i have a thing got strange looking men, flip flops, and acoustic music really. hide and seek is my favorite game. i love going home and visiting my mom. kisses and hugs are the best!!"
I LIKE SOME OF THOSE THINGS TOO! WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE?
"my least favorite things. i HATE alarm clocks and having to wake up to BEEP BEEP BEEEEPP! grr. it makes me sooo mad!! another morning thing, burning my toast. oh wow do i hate that. a few other things are having cold feet, caked on make-up (it looks so gross), insects, and mathematics. an activity i do not enjoy in the least is gardening. dirty dirty. i don't like segregated religion or big dogs."
I SEE. WHAT ARE SOME OF THE THINGS THAT YOU FEAR?
"loosing my siblings, especially my brother. though he neglected to see my problems when they started, i love my brother dearly and my other siblings. but he is my emotional crutch. he's helped me through a lot and i love him for that. i am always there for him and he is always there for me."
WHAT ABOUT THE FUTURE, DO YOU HAVE ANY HOPES AND DREAMS?"
"like everyone else, i want to find that special someone, the guy that makes my heart jump every time i see him. i'm not thinking marriage, oh no. i just want to find someone to go steady with. basicallyi wants a guy that won’t cheat on me like all my last boyfriends have (even though that’s like one). funny thing is...i'm not sure if i really want a relationship.iIt’s like i do, but don’t. also, i would like find my real self. i want to be able to tell people “i am chantal fowler" and actually know who that person is inside. i want to feel like more than just another face in the crowd. i wants to be known and seen."
GOOD LUCK WITH THOSE! OKAY, SO I LIKE ABIT OF GOSSIP. DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS? I WON'T TELL ANYONE.
"my biggest secret is that i am not a virgin. i know, i know!! that's not that big of a deal, but in my family it is. i have had a purity ring since i was like twelve and promised NEVER to break that promise. but...i did. i was fourteen and it was with my first boyfriend. i didn't like it. anyways, another secret i have isss...oh. i have kissed both my brothers. and not in a family way. no one knows that, because it's weird. i regret it."
WOW. TELL ME A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOUR PERSONALITY. I WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE LIKE AS A PERSON.
"there are four character traits people say i am. the first, different. n terms of being different, i am definitely not your average girl. i believe in different things and am completely opposite to my family. i love to hate my family and hate to love them too. i have always felt as if i didn’t belong in it. in fact, i wish that i had been born to some rich family off in china. as well as that, i am a bit weird. i am prone to stealing things that aren’t stuck down and where i keep all these things is a complete mystery. the meaning of different for most people is abnormal and weird but for me, it is perfectly normal and i love it. i am a fan of bright color and other crazy things. if ever i got a chance to change everything in my life and keep only one thing, she would keep her personality the same.
the other three characteristics are shy, hyperactive and slow. as for shy, i am quiet around new settings and don't reach out unless i know someone in the room. as for hyperactive...it's pretty self explanatory. i am hyper. and slow..well, this is a strange thing to say i am. what i mean by that is i don't get jokes and stuff as quickly as most. i just don't get it a lot of the time and when i do, which will be a minute or two later, i burst out laughing. half at myself and half at the actual thing that was said."
WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?
"i need a guy who appreciates a good love movie. but i'm going to list some physical things here. soo...i like tall. just because i am short doesn't mean i want a short boyfriend. in fact i love tall guys WAYY too much. i love curly hair. i prefer blonds too, but that isn't a big deal really. and a funky style is a giant plus!! oh and accents are my favorite."
WELL I GUESS THAT PUTS ME OUT OF THE RUNNING. WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE IN A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?
"i hate smokers. it is icky and makes you nails yellow and you teeth. blehh!! i'm not a picky person, so that is the only big thing for me. ummm..i dont like abnormally skinny guys, but it doesnt really matter again. other than that...............i dont like facial hair much."
OKAY, WELL I'M GOING TO ASK WHAT SOME OF YOUR FAVOURITES ARE NOW, OKAY?
"i thought i already answered this sort of...shruggy shruggy. i'll answer again. yay!!"
FAVOURITE FOOD & DRINK?
"diet coke. no pepsi please."
FAVOURITE MOVIE & TV SHOW?
"movie = labyrinth with david bowie. and my favorite television show is law and order, SVU. ftw!!!"
FAVOURITE BAND/SINGER?
"i love hey monday. also any indie music, basically any unsigned, unheard of bands. hah."
FAVOURITE COLOUR?
"yellow. period."
FAVOURITE LYRIC OR QUOTE?
"i'm in trouble, i'm an addict. i'm addicted to this girl."
THAT WAS FUN. TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR PARENTS.
"first off, my mother. her name is selena jauna vance. currently she is working at the child's theater as the director. she is great. i am so proud of her. as for my father...well he is gone. thankfully. i hope to ever meet him. but that is a story for another time."
DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
"first is my oldest brother, who is twenty two. his name is christian, also known as tia. next is my favorite, brother nathan bryan. he is nineteen and currently attending a community college and working at a record store. i love him. and lastly is my little sister jullian. we call her jules. she is fourteen. she was fathered by my mother's ex fiance mark. me, tia and nathan were all fathered by a man named charlie. it's a long story, ask another time."
TELL ME ABOUT A REALLY GOOD TIME IN YOUR LIFE.
"my favorite memory is when i used to go camping with just my mom and my brothers. we would have SOOOO much fun swimming late at night and roasting marshmallows. another memory, which is more of something that happened more than once, is when my mom would sing me to sleep at night. i loved it. she only did it when i was younger."
THAT SOUNDS AWESOME. WHAT ABOUT A NOT-SO-GOOD TIME ON YOUR LIFE?
"my father. what i remember of him at least."
OH DEAR. I THINK THIS INTERVIEW IS OVER NOW. HAS ANYONE EVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU LOOK ALIKE LIKE EMILY BROWNING? COS YOU REALLY DO. THANKS FOR YOUR TIME.
"yeeahh. that was as much fun as an interview can get. whoo!!"
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hannah
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 EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD
AND NOT ONLY THAT, BUT ONLY HAS AROUND 5 YEARS OF EXPERIENCE WITH THIS.
IF I CHANGE MY MIND I'LL BE SURE TO CONTACT YOU ON MSN (pm me for it)
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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"...d morning from KGBG. It's five o'clock in the morning and you just heard "Don't Stop the Music" by Rihan..." The sound of the radio was cut short as Macy rolled over in her bed and smacked the sleep button. "God damn..." she began rolling onto her back again. She sniffed and blinked her eyes open and closed a few times. Why did she put up with this every morning, waking up at five am. It was ridiculous. It wasn't like she took that long to get ready in the mornings. Lying there Macy's thought jumped to the school day approaching. She gave a yell out of frustration. The thought of getting up and getting ready for the day made her want to curl up and go back to sleep. She was not in the mood to take a shower and actually make herself look presentable. Reluctantly Macy rolled over and out of her double bed. Her comforter drug after her slightly seeing as she hadn't let it go from her grasp until she was standing and completely out of bed.
It took Macy a total of an hour and seven minutes to get fully ready for school. It was longer than usual. Seeing as she took a abnormally long shower. Sure enough, she had gotten ready in time to make herself a cup of coffee and sit down to eat a muffin that was on the counter in the kitchen. As she bit into the muffin she thought of her classes and what homework she had forgotten to do. It didn't matter, the teachers liked her, if she ever was late on an assignment they let her turn it in the next day without any credit off. Macy Moore was the perfect little student after all. Or so many people thought. Looking over at the clock on the oven, Macy threw her muffin back onto the counter and headed for the door. On her way she grabbed her backpack and slung it over her right shoulder. Her old, white jetta was sitting in the driveway as the sun was rising in the horizon. Macy clambered into the car and headed off towards the school grounds.
"Honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmoni.."
Macy cut the engine after taking a parking spot at the school. Cars were spotted here and there in the parking lot, but she was obviously early, as always. Climbing out of the car, Macy gave a long, drawn out yawn. Her eyes closed and she stood in place as she yawned. The cool morning air bit at her throat as she took a long drawl of oxygen. As soon as she closed her mouth Macy grabbed her backpack and headed once again for school. She headed up the sidewalk, a skip in her step. She was starting to become her chipper self as the morning drew on and she was becoming less tired. After stopping off at her locker and passing my Ryan's locker for a friendly, morning hello, Macy headed to class. When she arrived she was the first to enter the room, even before the teacher. That's how it was everyday. Macy found her seat that she always took. James Freeman would probably be joining in the seat opposite her by the time school started. They always had the same seats first period. Everyone knows James Freeman took the seat next to Macy Moore. If anyone even thought of sitting there James would blow. So now one ever tried or even looked as if they were about to sit there. Even new kids somehow knew not to sit there.
Macy waited as everyone started filing into the room. Soon enough the teacher showed up. The bell went off and within a few minutes James Freeman came waltzing into the room after the bell. Macy gave a smile, it was the normal day at school. "Sorry I'm late miss." The famous line and finally James came to take a seat.
"Well lookie who is sitting next to the mighty James Freeman, you alright babe?"
"Jamesy boy. Good morning, good late morning," she said with a pleasent smile to him.
It took Macy a total of an hour and seven minutes to get fully ready for school. It was longer than usual. Seeing as she took a abnormally long shower. Sure enough, she had gotten ready in time to make herself a cup of coffee and sit down to eat a muffin that was on the counter in the kitchen. As she bit into the muffin she thought of her classes and what homework she had forgotten to do. It didn't matter, the teachers liked her, if she ever was late on an assignment they let her turn it in the next day without any credit off. Macy Moore was the perfect little student after all. Or so many people thought. Looking over at the clock on the oven, Macy threw her muffin back onto the counter and headed for the door. On her way she grabbed her backpack and slung it over her right shoulder. Her old, white jetta was sitting in the driveway as the sun was rising in the horizon. Macy clambered into the car and headed off towards the school grounds.
"Honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmoni.."
Macy cut the engine after taking a parking spot at the school. Cars were spotted here and there in the parking lot, but she was obviously early, as always. Climbing out of the car, Macy gave a long, drawn out yawn. Her eyes closed and she stood in place as she yawned. The cool morning air bit at her throat as she took a long drawl of oxygen. As soon as she closed her mouth Macy grabbed her backpack and headed once again for school. She headed up the sidewalk, a skip in her step. She was starting to become her chipper self as the morning drew on and she was becoming less tired. After stopping off at her locker and passing my Ryan's locker for a friendly, morning hello, Macy headed to class. When she arrived she was the first to enter the room, even before the teacher. That's how it was everyday. Macy found her seat that she always took. James Freeman would probably be joining in the seat opposite her by the time school started. They always had the same seats first period. Everyone knows James Freeman took the seat next to Macy Moore. If anyone even thought of sitting there James would blow. So now one ever tried or even looked as if they were about to sit there. Even new kids somehow knew not to sit there.
Macy waited as everyone started filing into the room. Soon enough the teacher showed up. The bell went off and within a few minutes James Freeman came waltzing into the room after the bell. Macy gave a smile, it was the normal day at school. "Sorry I'm late miss." The famous line and finally James came to take a seat.
"Well lookie who is sitting next to the mighty James Freeman, you alright babe?"
"Jamesy boy. Good morning, good late morning," she said with a pleasent smile to him.
THIS APP WAS MADE BY LE DISKO ?! OF CAUTION 2.0 SO DON'T REMOVE CREDIT.
THE LYRICS ARE FROM THE SONG 'DON'T TRUST ME' BY THE LOVELY 3OH!3.
THE LYRICS ARE FROM THE SONG 'DON'T TRUST ME' BY THE LOVELY 3OH!3.
