Post by jenny on Mar 5, 2009 11:38:48 GMT -6
Jenifer Lexington
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"Well, my birth certificate says Jennifer, but I prefer to go by Jenny... I was named after my father's little sister, who drowned at the age of five years old. In the bath tub. No joke. I kind of dislike being named after her, but whatever. My name's okay, I suppose."
AWESOME! SO ARE YOU MALE OR FEMALE? OR SOMETHING ELSE? YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO SURE NOWADAYS..
"I'm actually a martian. No, kidding, I'm pretty sure I'm female. Like, 99.9% sure."
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
"welll, I'm eighteen years old, nineteen in July. It's pretty cool, being born on the fourth of July and all that jazz...except sometimes people forget to say Happy Birthday...and instead say Happy Fourth Of July."
WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
"Born and raised in Maine, baby. Of course I was born on The Fourth of July...which is pretty sweet. I get fireworks on my birthday."
NOW MOVING ONTO WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE. HOW TALL ARE YOU, AND IF YOU DON'T MIND ME ASKING, HOW MUCH DO YOU WEIGH?
"I'm pretty damn tall, or so i've been told. At least for a girl...I'm about 5'10. It's pretty cool, I can always reach the cookies from the top shelf. Speaking of cookies, I can eat as many as I want, because for some odd reason my weight refuses to get any higher than 120 pounds...which is actually underweight for my height, thank you very much."
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU MOSTLY INTO: GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH?
"Oh, I'm most definitely into guys...not that I have anything against homosexuality. Gay pride and all that jazz."
WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
"Well, I'm actually pretty good at painting..mostly still life, but I do portraits sometimes. Never self portraits, though, ew. I'm pretty good at first impressions, as well...I have a good firm handshake, and all that jazz. I like to think I'm a good listener, as everyone always chooses to rant to me...it has it's ups and downs. I'm also really good at keeping a secret...mine, mostly, but other people too. I'm very, very trustworthy, contrary to popular belief."
COOL. WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"Well, I'm a horrible dancer...no joke. You do not want to go out dancing with me. Actually, i won't dance, unless you get me really drunk. I also can't put on my own make-up, so I have others do it for special occasions. And hair? Oh my god. Keep me away from you with a pair of scissors. That being said, I cut my own hair. haha. and, of course, matching outfits...it's just a no-go with me. I've literally worn purple and red together...but I think it looks good, so shut up."
AWW, THAT SUCKS. WHAT DO YOU LIKE?"
"I really like drawing. And photography is cool, too, I have an eye for photography...I like taking pictures of tree's. yes, tree's. I'm also a big fan of sunrises...not such a big fan of morning time, though, so it's kinda hard to see one. I like partying, even if it usually ends up with me getting drunk and dancing. I really like kids, even if they find me scary for some weird reason. I don't see why, I'm not that scary..."
I LIKE SOME OF THOSE THINGS TOO! WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE?
"I hate mornings! I need at least three cups of coffee to keep me going...and I hate black coffee. Creamer FTW. I hate hate hate hangovers...they're the only downside of drinking. I hate being late, so I'm usually ten minutes early, on a bad day. I also hate when people are late for meeting me..I give them five minutes before I just leave. Well, unless it's for a date with a hot guy, then I'll give them ten. I also hate having to dress up...but I'll still do it, if I really need to."
I SEE. WHAT ARE SOME OF THE THINGS THAT YOU FEAR?
"I fear drowning more than anything...and yet I still go swimming. I'm just very conscience about making sure I don't go too far over my head, or whatever. I also fear death...but who doesn't? I'm also kind of afraid of middle aged men, for some reason. Guys my age are great, old men are fine, but thirty year old men scare me to death. It kind of sucks...I'm hoping the fear goes away by the time I'm old enough to date middle aged men....I really don't want to be a cougar."
WHAT ABOUT THE FUTURE, DO YOU HAVE ANY HOPES AND DREAMS?"
"I'd love more than anything to become an artist, or photographer, or something of the sort. I'd also love to find someone to love, and get married to, and start a family. Also, and this is odd, but I really want to get my heartbroken at least once...odd, I know."
GOOD LUCK WITH THOSE! OKAY, SO I LIKE ABIT OF GOSSIP. DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS? I WON'T TELL ANYONE.
"No one knows this...but last year I got pregnant by some random guy at a party. Of course I obviously got an abortion...but I still feel bad about it."
WOW. TELL ME A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOUR PERSONALITY. I WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE LIKE AS A PERSON.
"Well, I guess I'm kind of loud, but not in a stupid annoying way. I'm just not shy...you know? If I see an interesting looking person I'll walk up to them and start talking. of course some people do consider it annoying, but I don't really care what people think of me."
WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?
"I really like tall guys...and skinny guys. Or just a bit of muscle, you know? Overly muscular guys just creep me out...but, like,a little bit of muscle is always great. Also a sense of humor is pretty much needed...and brown or blonde hair is great. Red hair is okay, sometimes, I guess, but only on certain guys."
WELL I GUESS THAT PUTS ME OUT OF THE RUNNING. WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE IN A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?
"I really hate crooked teeth...I know it's not their fault, but it's just gross. Who wants to make out with a guy who's teeth are crooked. of course if he's British i'll make an exception, because then it's just hot. I can't stand overly muscular guys...ugh. Don't even get me started. A little bit is fine, but there is such thing as too much. Lay off the steroids, buddy."
OKAY, WELL I'M GOING TO ASK WHAT SOME OF YOUR FAVOURITES ARE NOW, OKAY?
"What kinda favorites are you talkin' buddy?"
FAVOURITE FOOD & DRINK?
"Oh. Well. I guess I could answer this. I like anything unhealthy, really. Smores, chips, dip, soda, anything sugary, frapp's. yumyumyum!"
FAVOURITE MOVIE & TV SHOW?
"For movie, I'd have to say...Garden State. It's just epic. or Titanic. And as for TV show, Seinfeld. Shut up, don't mock me, he's funny and you know it."
FAVOURITE BAND/SINGER?
"I'm really into this band called State Fair. I just found them a few days ago, but they're truly amazing..completely underground, though. And my favorite song would have to be breaking all the rules, by State Fair, of course."
FAVOURITE COLOUR?
"yellow, hands down, best color ever."
FAVOURITE LYRIC OR QUOTE?
"She couldn't scream while I held I close
I swore I'd never let her go "
THAT WAS FUN. TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR PARENTS.
"My parents grew up in a wealthy family in England. My mum is named Victoria, she's fifty years old...and she's just a stay at home mom. And then my dad is named Patrick, he's fifty-one, and he's actually a writer, pretty cool, huh?"
DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
"I actually have an older brother named Paul...he's twenty years old...and still living with our parents. Pretty funny, huh? No college for him, though, instead he decided to become an unemployed bum."
TELL ME ABOUT A REALLY GOOD TIME IN YOUR LIFE.
"A good memory? Let's see...probably my last family reunion. My family is just hilarious, and I love being around them. I can honestly say I've never once in my life claimed to hate my family. I love them too much."
THAT SOUNDS AWESOME. WHAT ABOUT A NOT-SO-GOOD TIME ON YOUR LIFE?
"When I went to get my abortion, definitely. I just felt so awkward, and kept thinking that I would see someone I knew, and my parents would find out, and it was just horrible and nerve wracking. I even went out of town to do it, just so no one could see me."
OH DEAR. I THINK THIS INTERVIEW IS OVER NOW. HAS ANYONE EVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU LOOK ALIKE LIKE LIZZ MOHIN? COS YOU REALLY DO. THANKS FOR YOUR TIME.
"Yeah, I get that a lot, I guess. I can see the resemblance."
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elizabeth
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 sixteen YEARS OLD
AND NOT ONLY THAT, BUT ONLY HAS one and a half 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 eastern TIMEZONE. HOWEVER, THAT'S ONLY IF YOU
CAN PROVE TO ME THAT YOU'LL BE WORTH MY TIME.
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Will it kill me to breathe?
Not as easy as you think it is
Between you and me,
I could fake it if I have to
Not as easy as you think it is
Between you and me,
I could fake it if I have to
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Cherry had been having a fairly horrible day. Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration. It hadn't been horrible, no, not really, it had just been horribly boring. When she woke up that morning the sky was gray...which was always a damper for Cherry. She loved blue skies, the kind with big fluffy white clouds, and the winter was just like one big season of let downs for her. With the cold weather, the chilly air, and the snow. Oh, how she hated the snow. It was beautiful, sure, she had to admit that. So white, and clear, and more perfect than most things on earth...until it got trampled all over. But it was also cold. Cherry liked cool weather, somewhere in the fifties, or sixties. Spring and Autumn were her favorite seasons because of that. She loved the rain, but only when the skies were blue. The sunshine-y rains that only happened once in a blue moon. Those were her favorites.
When she woke up that morning she prepared for her day as normal. It was, after all, just another day. She showered, threw her clothes on, hardly paying attention to what she was wearing, picked out her clothes, put on her make-up, then did her hair. All in all it only took about an hour, and the shoe thing probably took the longest. Either that or the make-up. She didn't care so much about her hair, or the actual clothes. Her hair was naturally straight, and she had been cutting it herself since she was old enough to hold a pair of scissors. As long as it was freshly cut, and not too messy, she didn't usually touch it. Unless, of course, she was in the mood for dying it. But for the time being she was content with her orange hair...not too bright of an orange, but not too dull, either.
She went about her day normally, just as usual. She only had a few classes, and then lunch, and then the rest of the day to do what she wanted to. The only problem was she didn't really know what she wanted to do. But she was a few minutes late for class, and didn't really want to get yelled at, so she figured she'd find something to do after she was done being tortured with lecture's, and such...if she didn't have too much home work to do. Which, she knew she probably would. Collage was a lot harder than she had been expecting it to be.
However, she was surprised by hardly having any homework, or anything to study for. Which was good in it's own way, but bad as well. Because it meant she wouldn't have anything to do. Just as she was pondering what she could do her stomach rumbled, and she knew before she got around to doing anything she'd need to find something to eat. Of course the first place that popped into her mind was McDonald's, her favorite restaurant. She could actually eat there without complaining about the calories as A) she only went there about once a month and B) she was fine with her body. She knew she didn't have many curves, but that was a good thing in it's own way, at least she wasn't fat.
She drove there in her old beat up red convertible she saved up for a year for back in High School. Only once she knew she had enough money for collage, of course. She didn't really care that it wasn't the best looking car ever, it drove, and she'd never had any troubles with it. She got out of it, patted the hood, dropped her keys in her pocket, and walked inside. Unlike most girls she didn't carry a purse around to keep her money in. Instead she kept it all in her pockets. Sometimes it fell out and she lost a few bucks, and sometimes she forgot it was in her pockets, and went around thinking she was poor until she found a hundred dollar bill in her jacket pocket. She liked never knowing exactly how much money she had.
She waited in line, glancing at the menu, despite the fact that she knew what she was getting. The same thing she always got every time she went there. Everything off the dollar menu, of course. It was cheaper, and it tasted just as good. Once the line had disappeared and she was next up she looked at the worker in a way which clearly stated she wasn't going to be polite. She never was, and yet she expected everyone to be polite to her... "Can I have a Mc chicken sandwich, root beer, and some fries?" There was no please, but the worker didn't think about it twice. He'd seen her there a few times before and knew she wasn't very polite.
Once her food arrived she took it, without a thank you, and sat down at a booth. The kind that were clearly meant for four people, not one, but she didn't care. It was far more comfortable than any chair. She unwrapped her sand which, took the top off, and stuffed a few fries in it, before putting the top back on. She took a small bite, then put it down and took a drink of her soda, looking around the place silently. She hated eating all alone, but she didn't really have anyone else to eat with. She felt so awkward.
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lyrics: Thick as thieves - Dashboard Confessional.
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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.
