Post by cecilia nicole lors on Jan 1, 2009 13:02:40 GMT -5
come as you are you're a superstar
CECILIA NICOLE LORS[/color]
hey there! it's cecilia, or cel,
broadcasting to you live for sixteen non
stop. btw, i was born on 6/15/1992. currently
i'm livin' it up as a violinist and pianist from texas. for now though, i'm signing off with an iLy.
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it's kind of obvious that i'm a blonde with these amazing blue eyes. as much as it's none of your b-i-buisness, i weigh 108lbs. i think that's pretty healthy for a 5'2" tall girl. if you look closely, you'll see that i have 2 piercings and no tattoos. radtastic right? totally. people tend to tell me i look like jac vanek and now that it's out there, i can totally see it.
nobody in the world's gonna bring us down
[/center][/color][/font]i like a lot of things but mostly
i am... ummm nice? okay that shouldn't have been a question, i am nice, if i like you that is. im usually really nice at first because i like making good impressions but if i just don't like a person im not going to be pretending to like them, but at the same time i won't be starting a fight everytime i see them. i usually ignore people i don't like unless im forced to talk. which usually doesn't happen because i get along with most people. i can be very talkative after a while, you can't get me to shut up. of course most of my friends are talkative so that's good. im outgoing, i like trying new things and i like going up to people and talking to them, after all how else will i get to know them. sometimes i can be shy, mostly because i don't know what to say. yes i know weird coming from me right?
as nice as i can be, i do have some bad things about me that im not so proud of. i can usually be very moody after i get drunk. im not moody everytime, but sometimes and trust me it's not pretty. half of the time i don't know what im saying and i blurt out stupid things and other times i actually do dumb things. i might seem like the picture of innocence but im not to pure myself, thanks to the stupid things i do when i drink but i can't seem to stop. anyways that's not the only time i do or say bad things, if someone really hates me and i hate them back for some reason, i do say bad things. only if they start of course, but most of the time i end up finishing the fights and trust me it's not pretty, especially since i have a bit of a temper.
boys makes me weak at the knees, but only ones i really like. i have always found myself to be more comfortable around gusy because i like the same things they do like videogames and hiking and such, but if i do like a boy more than a friend i might start acting girlier than usual. it won't last long as i get used to it but it might still be obvious. i do get shy though and say the most random things, of course i say random things either way so it's not really that bad. i am me and i wouldn't change for the world. oh and did i meantion im a bit of an exxagerater, well now you know.
finding our voice while living our dreams
[/center][/color][/font]my mom, cadance lors, is a veternarian and only 40. my dad, greg lors, is an engineer and only 41. i have 1 siblings and 2 pets. my life is terribley complicated so i'll let you figure it out for yourself. trust me, it'll be worth the read.
"well let's start from the start, my parents cadance and greg met in high school and they were the best of friends. they stayed that way all through high school and even half way throguh college. according to my dad, my mome only though of him as a friend but he loved her from the start and it took him years to even tell her. at first she was shocked, after all my mother never thought that my father would like her, let alone love her. after a million days of thinking it over, my mother finally accepted his offer of dating and they were a couple for well over a year. but come on they had know each other for way more than that and it took my dad even more to propose. but her did and both of them could not be happier. it wasn't hard to get my grandparent's blessings, they had know both the kids for quite sometime and if it had been someone else they would not have allowed it. they're marriage was small, we always had a small family but it was a happy day none-the-less.
my sister, haylee was born nine months after their honeymoon, not too unexpected but still. my parent's always wanted a child and they got i immedietly. according to my parent's, and haylee herself, she was the most beautiful baby in the hospital. i always laugh when they tell me this but i can't say anything else now can i. i was born about a year later, when haylee was 1 year old, more or less. i was a prematuyre baby, not by much but still. i had a bit of trouble breathing but in the end i pulled through, my dad always took me for a fighter. my childhood before started was quite normal, i spent most of the time with my father since my mom always had to work. of course sometimes she took me and haylee with her so we spent equal time with both parent's. then haylee went into school and i lost my patner in crime. luckily i found other things that kept me busy, but i still missed my sister.
we were strangely close. anyways you could say i was relieved when it was time for me to go into school, though i found it quite difficult to fit in with all the other kids. no one seemed to come to close to me because i looked differently. after all you didn't see to many kids with pale skin and blonde hair in sunny little texas, still i hated it. elementary school wasn't too bad though since i still had haylee and i made friends with a few people that seemed to be like me, well the part about not fitting in that is. middle school was different thought. haylee dind't like having a little sister crowd her anymore and most of my friends had found their own little clique. i was lost, until a new girl came into town and i quickly befriended her after no one else did.
we became best friends, but i never really knew what she was truly like until eighth grade year. she's the girl that introduced me to the bottle and afterwards i couldn't let it go. drinking wasn't like taking drugs, but it did become addictive. she moved away the following year but she left her bad habits with me. that summer i ended up getting sent to camp rockford by my parents. they wanted to send me to a place where i wouldn't find the bottle and at the same time i would have fun doing the things i loved, which revolved around music. at camp i quickly fit in but i still found myself yearning for a drink, luckily it was easy to find one. i returned to camp the following year and my drinking got worse and worse. i tried to control myself and it seems to be working this year but i don't know how much more i can take.
especially now that i find myself, yearning after something, well more someone else and that person doesn't seem to be paying attention to me. i hope i won't need a drink to take away the pain."
'cause we rock! we rock on!
[/center][/color][/font]so hey my name is andrea and i'm fifteen years old. i've been rping for 2 years. here i play christina bendel. oh and here's my rp sample, just in case y'know.
live a life inside a dream
time is changing everything, forgetting all the memories
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The park was peaceful, which was it was the first place Keira had thought of. The sounds of the kids, full of joy and the mothers, laughing along with them , it just made Keira happy. She hoped that she would be able to be like that with her child. Suddenly she felt the vibration of her phone, which she had place in her pocket moments after sending Bryit the first text. Keira opened her phone and read the text quickly, a smile on her face as soon as she finished. Bryit truly was her best friend, and she was glad that he was coming here for her. But then another part of her knew that him being her best friend, would make telling him so much harder. His opinion mattered most and if he took it the wrong way, well Keira's life was basically screwed. Which was why she needed to tell Bryit now, if she put this on hold it could end badly, and she didn't want anything jeopardizing their friendship.
Plus she knew Bryit, he might actually care enough to help her, after all he had a way of knowing what was best for her and at the same time he would help her find something that would make her happy as well. It amazed her how well he knew her, and vice-versa, ever since day one. Another smile tugged at her lips as soon as she remembered the first day they met, she seriously was a wreck. Keira had always been talkative but she had found Bryit to be extremely cute, and she had turned into a nervous wreck for a moment. Luckily she went back to normal and look at them now, they were inseparable. Of course at some point Keira had begun crushing on Bryit, okay maybe ever since she first saw him, but it was a silly crush, like any other. She was pregnant and he was going to help her by being by her side, not by being the future dad. Dad...the mere word triggered her imagination.
She could picture herself taking care of a child, with Bryit by her side. But she had to quickly get her head straight. Bryit would never think of her that way, especially now that he would find out she carrying another man's child. Keira's smiled disappeared as soon as she realized that was the whole point of this meeting to tell him, she had been so caught up in her daydreams that she had completely forgotten what she was going to tell Bryit. It was difficult thinking of the right words, because in the end they would all tell him the same thing, that she was pregnant and she needed his help in getting her head straight. Keira ran a hand through her hair, it was going to be difficult but she had to be ready for the worst. Keira looked around again, only to see Bryit crossing the street, she turned away immediately, a small blush appearing on her face. Keira could not loose her focus now. She took a deep breath and tried preparing herself as fast as she could.
Keira looked up, a small smile on her lips as she saw Bryit next to her. "Hi Bryit"she said, the nervous tone completely obvious. She knew that Bryit was going to notice something was wrong, just by looking at her eyes full of worry and nervousness. But it was so hard to tell him now that he was in front of her. Keira took another deep breath before speaking again. "Umm.. I kind of need to tell you something.... but I .. nevermind"Keira said quickly. It had taken a while to even think of that and now she knew if she continued she would completely break down. Why did this have to happen to her.
notes; woo hoo im done haha but i don't like this post either xD
yours was good though ^_^ and yess drama i love it when my characters
have a hardcore amount of drama, haha im too mean to them xD
words; 641 without codes
tags; Bryit
clothes; her outfit
song; decoy - paramore <333
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