Post by rory kensington on Sept 27, 2008 15:01:40 GMT -10
hello rory , how’s it going?
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i hear it’s wonderful in o’ahu ,[/b][/I][/center]
• just for the record i'm 16
• so i'm kicking it in -5
• and so you know i'm a girl
• i hang out with just rory
• and you can contact me on PM & smoke signal![/size][/ul]
called you for the first time yesterday ,
finally found the missing part of me ,
[/b][/center]finally found the missing part of me ,
• but you can call me Rory
• the world smiled on 5/16
• and that makes me 16
• and you know i'm a junior
• i guess you've heard i'm straightt
• and i'm hanging with the originals
• and i'm friend with all the newbies [/size][/ul]
i'm slipping into the lava ,
and i'm trying to keep from going under ,
[/b][/center]and i'm trying to keep from going under ,
• and those gorgeous orbs are green-blue-brown
• you could say i'm flat
• and that relates to how i'm 64 inches
• don't tell but i'm weight 150
• everyone says i look like Hayley williams
• i'm always caught wearing new and old
• so basically I have my own style, not what anybody tells me to wear. I usually wear jeans and a tee-shirt, but i can be obnoxious in my clothing choices. brightly colored scarves, fedoras, and the like [/size][/ul]
when you look me in the eyes ,
and tell me that you love me ,
[/b][/center]and tell me that you love me ,
singing
dancing like no body's watching
hyperactiveness
obnoxious colors
loud music
sarcasm (my new best friend!)
the purple slushies
gummy bears (all colors but green, blech!)
mountain dew
books
laughing
battle of wits
• but don't even mention
coffee (i'm more of a mountain dew kinda gal)
the green gummy bears (aforementioned)
anything blah, or dull
the janitors closet (who isn't?)
classical music
movies
alergies (i have them & they suck!)
crying (it ruins my makeup(j/k))
the latest thing
stupid comments
• i'm awesome at
anything to do with --
cooking
makeup
singing
smiling
lauging
guitar
making others laugh
fashion
holding a grudge
pretending
• but not so good at
anything to do with --
being in front of people
making new friends
talking to guys
• i'm looking forward to
to try to conquer her fears
talk to boys without fainting
• but dreading
fish and sharks. irrational, but they scare the nuts out of me.
my stage presence could be a lot better. i always feel like i'm going to vomit at open mic.
• tell someone and die but
i'm claustrophobic
alergic to cats
• and to sum me up
*shy but loud
*annoying but funny
*happy and sad
*jealous of anyone who can talk to boys easily
*afraid of singing on stage
*is angry at herself
*hasn't been to O'ahu yet, and is really scared
*she doesn't really want to be here
*is sick of pretending everything is fine
*wants a boyfriend bad, but can't talk to one.
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i'm a one man show ,
i don't need no one ,
• but also William Kensington, 51, lawyer
• the other gremlins are n/a
• you know i'm in love with n/a
• popular, much? n/a
• i'm from Poland, Ireland, France, and Brittan.
• so you wanna know more?
* born to Tia and William Kensington[/size][/ul]
* Eureka, California
* father is a lawyer
* mother is an artist
* Tia disappeared when Rory was 5, leaving her with Lupe (maid) and William
* Uncle Vartlet found her musical side, at age 10.
* She learned how to play guitar at age 12
* Vartlet is a musical producer
* Tia was presumed dead, but her body never found. Rory feels responsible.
* Vartlet also told her father about O’ahu Academy, and enrolled her junior year against her wishes
don't take my heart ,
and put it on a shelf ,
[/b][/center]and put it on a shelf ,
• before you go anything else? we know you love us.
• and because i'm awesome roleplay sample.[/ul]
Charles didn't know Charlie had a fake I.D., and she was planning to keep it that way. Charlie also knew how to hot wire a car, but she didn't need it; she had 'borrowed' Evelyn's car. And her license. And, well, her body for that matter. She could've just took her own jeep and her fake id, but she wanted to be evil.
Her license looked absolutely stupid. Evelyn was batting her eye lashes at the camera guy, and apparently, he tripped up, fell, and shot it when he and the camera were on the floor.
She snuck out of the third-story of the third story window, Charles was asleep, with the Real Evelyn- shudder-; Freddie and Eric were out partying at a well, party, and Chuck was snoring in his Mickey Mouse room.
She tied four large sheets, black, and shimmied down. She reached the drain-pipe when she sheets ran out. nuts, she thought. She had to swing herself and the sheets to the pipe before Evelyn woke up and saw herself shimmying down the drain-pipe.
She stuck the landing and remembered that the keys were inside on the mantle. "Frick!" she muttered. She remembered Evelyn's "Spare Key Jar" which in reality was an empty Ketchup bottle with SPARE KEY JAR written in black Sharpie. She was nuts and decided every key in the house needed to have a spare. She opened the garage with the 6 digit pass code (624425), and walked over to the half-empty freezer. Charlie glanced around, and spotted the ketchup bottle among the large quantities of Coors beer.
She cracked a grin and carefully removed it. Evelyn's key was on the top, shining pink and white. She walked over to Evelyn's Mustang, a red convertible GT, and opened the little door. An hour in this was not going to be fun. She started the engine with the little pink key and put the gear in drive. She gently pulled out of the two car garage in Evelyn form, not bothering for headlights until the next corner.
She turned on the radio and headed for the route to Washington D.C., not paying attention since she knew it off by heart.
When she reached the club with the cartoon panda climbing a ladder, she pulled in and stepped out, not forgetting the black purse with "her" wallet. She tucked the key in it and flashed the id to the bouncer. He smiled and cared to look at her but as she walked in.
She saw Gen dancing with a guy, lets call him Guy, that look VERY drunk. She took a seat at an empty bar stool and said to the tender, "give me a Jolly Rancher." He gave her a smile and went to mixing, as she waited for one of the three to notice her.
Her license looked absolutely stupid. Evelyn was batting her eye lashes at the camera guy, and apparently, he tripped up, fell, and shot it when he and the camera were on the floor.
She snuck out of the third-story of the third story window, Charles was asleep, with the Real Evelyn- shudder-; Freddie and Eric were out partying at a well, party, and Chuck was snoring in his Mickey Mouse room.
She tied four large sheets, black, and shimmied down. She reached the drain-pipe when she sheets ran out. nuts, she thought. She had to swing herself and the sheets to the pipe before Evelyn woke up and saw herself shimmying down the drain-pipe.
She stuck the landing and remembered that the keys were inside on the mantle. "Frick!" she muttered. She remembered Evelyn's "Spare Key Jar" which in reality was an empty Ketchup bottle with SPARE KEY JAR written in black Sharpie. She was nuts and decided every key in the house needed to have a spare. She opened the garage with the 6 digit pass code (624425), and walked over to the half-empty freezer. Charlie glanced around, and spotted the ketchup bottle among the large quantities of Coors beer.
She cracked a grin and carefully removed it. Evelyn's key was on the top, shining pink and white. She walked over to Evelyn's Mustang, a red convertible GT, and opened the little door. An hour in this was not going to be fun. She started the engine with the little pink key and put the gear in drive. She gently pulled out of the two car garage in Evelyn form, not bothering for headlights until the next corner.
She turned on the radio and headed for the route to Washington D.C., not paying attention since she knew it off by heart.
When she reached the club with the cartoon panda climbing a ladder, she pulled in and stepped out, not forgetting the black purse with "her" wallet. She tucked the key in it and flashed the id to the bouncer. He smiled and cared to look at her but as she walked in.
She saw Gen dancing with a guy, lets call him Guy, that look VERY drunk. She took a seat at an empty bar stool and said to the tender, "give me a Jolly Rancher." He gave her a smile and went to mixing, as she waited for one of the three to notice her.
hanna ! made this application and don't steal because that is mean. i DO have a penguin and it will eat you if you steal this. the above lyrics were from the ever hot, amazing, fabulous, gorgeous and friggin' FANTASTIC jonas brothers! using lyrics from hello beautiful, love bug, burnin' up, when you look me in the eyes, one man show and shelf. remember, JOBROS over HOES! xD and i'm gonna mention demi lovato and david henrie and selena gomez because they rock my world. there we go. remove this credit line and DIE. colours are from colourlovers.com and i go on that website way too much. i don't really have much more to add, so i'm gonna go now. love ya! mwah.
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