Post by CATALINA LYSETTE GRAYSON. on Aug 6, 2010 17:01:31 GMT -5
CATALINA LYSETTE GRAYSON.
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SO BEFORE WE GET STARTED, LET’S COVER THE BASIC NAME.
”hi.... my name is catalina lysette grayson. theres no real meaning behind. my rents just thought it sounded cool.”
THAT’S PRETTY COOL, I GUESS. SO TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF.
”well im twenty one. so that makes me a junior in college. That means no stop parties and booze. Haha just kidding. Sort of. Anyway, im straight. Sorry to disappoint. So If you thought I would be one of those girls that kisses girls for fun, forget it. Im a one man kind of woman. Not that I have a man...at least not yet anyway.”
WELL, REGARDLESS, I THINK YOU’RE PRETTY GOOD LOOKING.
”Awww shucks. Thank you. At least you think so. I don’t find myself very attractive. I don’t really like my cute little baby face. It makes people think im younger than I actually am. That’s why I dress more sophisticated. You know, nice pants and dressy dresses, heels also to make me look taller, Im only 5’2, so people will think im older instead of younger. But I do like my hair. That’s one of my best features I think. Oh yea I do have a pretty bangin bod. God bless yogalates.”
I’M NOT COMPLAINING. TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOU LIKE-WISE.
”I love dancing. I always have. I used to dream that I would be the prima ballerina. I always wanted to be Odette from Swan Lake. *chuckle* It’s pretty silly. Anyway, now I spend my time organizing charity events and balls. Though I do take a break and go horseback riding. Im one of the best jumpers in the country. I also like to paint. My grandmother and I used to paint tea cups. It was tedious but fun. OOO I also LOVE to shop. Shopping is my whole life. I love clothes. Not to brag but I was awarded best dressed in high school. *flips hair* I love doing those before and after makeovers to some of the, well, less fortunate people on campus. I know it’s kind of dorky but I love anime! I know right! I got hooked on it when I was thirteen. Of course it’s just a closet obsession. You tell anyone and I’ll cut off your head. *smile* Anyway, I love a good scandal so gossiping is my forte. That’s kind of wicked of me isn’t it *shrugs* oh well. I love watching movies especially indie films. I don’t know why but there’s something magical about them. I also love hanging out with y boyfriend. He’s the best. He really understands me. I also love love love manicures. They are SO relaxing. Hmmm...what else? OOO cashmere. I LOVE LOVE LOVE cashmere. I have cashmere socks, blankets, sweaters, pillow covers..i know. It's a total obbsession.
But you know what I don’t like? Broccoli. I never have. They look like little trees and for some reason that really freaked me out when I was a kid. Another thing I don’t like is the zoo. I HATE them. I always feel bad for the animals. I have this theory that we should but the people in the cages and have the animals laugh and point at us. I also HATE the Disney Channel. It’s not even Disney anymore, it’s a bunch of teenagers who can’t act. Oh come on you know I’m right. Miley Cyrus really drives me insane. Her voice makes me want to stab myself. Seriously. I also hate scream music. I mean if you can call it music. Which it’s not. It’s just a bunch screaming and loud guitar. Nobody wants to hear that stuff. OH and don’t even get me started on emos. Their little woe is me routine drives batty. The hair covering one eye is SO 2006. How can they wear that much black. It’s unsanitary, I think… Another thing that bugs me is fake designer bags. If you can’t buy the real thing, get another job! I mean really. Hobos also really freak me out. They’re all dirty and gross. Cant they find some place to take a shower? What else? Oh i hate breaking a nail. I know people make fun of girls who freak out over broken nails, but it REALLY hurts. I also hate liars. I can't stand them. Let's see one more thing...i hate shopping for jeans. It take forever! I can never find a pair that fits right!”
YOU’RE NOT TELLING ME SOMETHING… TELL ME.
”Well, I lost my virginity when I was 14 to some guy at summer camp. I know totally cheesy. And, well in case you haven’t noticed, I have anger issues. BIG anger issues. I beat up a girl once for using my lips gloss…”
OOH, DO YOUR PARENTS KNOW? SPEAKING OF FAMILY...
”About the anger thing? Yea. But not about summer camp. And I'm not planning on telling them. Anyway my dads a CEO of some big company. I don’t really remember. My mother is a socialite as is my grandmother. My brother was in the army. I really miss him. He died in an ambush. *sigh* Anyway, my boyfriend goes to school with me. I couldn’t survive without him. He’s my everything. God I’m just the cheese mister today.”
JUST ANOTHER MOUNT V FAMILY; TELL ME MORE.
””Hmmm, where to begin. I was born on May 3rd. My parents thought I was another boy. Ha. It took them two weeks to give me a name. Lame I know. Anyway, I lived the life of every Upper East Side baby. That means I never saw my parents and was raised by a nanny. You’d think that would bring on some kind of abandonment issues or authority problems. But I have nothing like that. I spent most of my time with the nanny or my brother. I grew up and shopped. Went to school and shopped. Went to parties...and shopped. I shop A LOT!
I went to a prestigious private school. I was the most popular girl in school. I was the QUEEN BEE. Everybody waited on my approval. Nobody planned anything without me. I got everything and anything i ever wanted. Of course when things didn't go my way i tended to get a little mad. Ok, very mad. I would shout and scream. And maybe ruin a few people’s lives. I made plenty of enemies. And then I met him...POLTRETH. He made me want to become a better person. He was the first guy I fell in love with.
Anyway, we met in my junior year. It was strange i'd known him my whole life but I'd never noticed him. Isn't that strange? He wouldn't take to me at first. I found that both infuriating and hilarious. Was i that horrible? I guess i kind of was. Then one day, in modern studies, we were watching the news. They were talking about an ambush in Iraq. I started freaking out. My brother was stationed there. They should his picture and said he was the son of a big CEO. WAS. As in he used to be. As in dead. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. My vision blurred and i realized i was crying. I had never cried in public before. Everyone was really surprised. POLTRETH grabbed my hand and took me out of the classroom. He drove me to my house and stayed with me all night. We've been together since.”
So we finally graduated high school. And then we went to college together. I've been secretly planning our wedding. *giggle* But lately he's been acting very distant. I'm not sure why.
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WHAT ARE THE MAGIC WORDS?
“ADMIN EDIT.”
i ain't here to do anything halfway.
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Anastasia pushed the doors of Meriwether open. The weather was pretty nice. The clouds looked all puffy and white and the sky was super blue. One would think a pretty seventeen year old girl like her would be pleased to see such fair weather. One the contrary, today seemed dreary and seemed to drag on and on. Meriwether seemed stuffy and tight. Her only escape was outside. Anastasia had only been here for a month and she had already been locked in solitary four times. She hated this place. She couldn't stand it anymore. She missed her brother. She missed holding him and reading him a bed time story. She missed how Alexi would run into her room and jump on her bed. Alexi was a sweet little boy. Too bad he had to live with that devil man they called father. And that hooker of a step mom.
Mom. If only she were here now. Anastasia looked at her watch. At exactly 2:31 pm today, her mother shot herself. Anastasia remembered it like it was yesterday. She remembered walking in, announcing herself, throwing her book bag down on the expensive hardwood floor and rushing into the kitchen. She remembered her mothers face. A pleading look. Her eyes said "I'm sorry" and "I love you". And in a split second her mothers head was lying on the table. And the blood. Oh god the blood was every where. Dripping down the table, splattered on the walls, a pool surrounded her mothers face.
Anastasia's hands balled into fists. She pushed back the memories into the back of her mind. She tried desperately to get rid of them. But occasionally they resurfaced. Anastasia made her way over to the pond. This was her favorite spot. Ever since she was little, she had been in love with water. It had always calmed her down. She remembered going on the boat with her family. She always fell asleep. Anastasia picked up a stone and tossed it into the pond. She watched as the ripples spread out. She tossed another stone in. Anastasia looked at her watch again.
2:31.
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