Post by ANNIE LYSETTE ROWE on Apr 18, 2011 17:39:20 GMT -5
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NINETEEN. SOPHOMORE. NATURAL HEART. ASHLEY TISDALE.[/CENTER]
friedrich nietzsche, "he who has a why to live can bear almost any how."
"Hi, I'm Annie, it's nice to meet you! Oh, you want my full name? Alright, I'm Annie Lysette Rowe, but just call me Annie. I'm nineteen years old and I was born on December 31, 1992. That makes me a Sophomore in college, and I go to the community college in Port Royal, South Carolina. I'm majoring in pyschology and minoring in sociology. I'm not quite certain what it is I want to do in the field, but I know that's what I love. Am I catching your interest yet, hm? Well, just in case, I'm single and heterosexual.
"So I know I'm standing right in front of you, so you can see me, but I'll elaborate just in case. I'm a brunette, and in the past I have dyed my hair a dirty blonde shade that looked pretty natural. However, I like the natural brown better. I also have chocolate, almond shaped eyes to match. My eye lashes are naturally long, but I do wear some mascara to lengthen them. I don't go for really noticeable makeup. I like the subtle makeup. A little power, a little mascara, a little eyeliner, pinks, purples, browns, gold, and 'smokey-eye' for my eyeshadow. I like to mix it up when it comes to my eyes, but I don't like them very out there. However, as a cheerleader, I'm used to wearing a lot of makeup when the time calls for it. Other than that I like to think I'm a very simple girl. I like cute clothes, jeans, skirts, cute tops - whatever I'm comfortable in. I don't try to stand out though, mostly because the clothes that scream the most don't interest me. Perhaps the most rebellious I get is when it comes to piercings. I kind of have a sick obsession with them. I have four piercings in each ear, and a cartilage piercing in each. I had my nose pierced for a while too, just a little diamond stud, but overtime I grew away from it, so I don't wear it anymore. As for my six peircings on each ear, don't worry, I very rarely wear them all at once. Also, I have my belly button pierced. I don't get rebellious enough for a tattoo or anything, though.
"Hmm, I don't know if you've gotten this sense from me or not, but I'm not very daring or rebellious. I guess you could call me the 'good girl next door'. It's not that I want to be the perfect little angel (not that I want to be the devil), I just want to take more risks sometimes, I just can't force myself to do it. I'm your average hard working, organized, studious, focused girl. I set a lot of rules for myself; I have this image of who I want to be. I don't want to be like my mom. There, I admitted it, but don't ask me to say it again. I don't think anybody knows about how much I don't want to be like my mom. She's very flustered all the time, she's too... loosy goosy about things. I like control, order, knowing. I guess you could call me no fun - but I do know how to let go, I promise! It's just not... easy for me. I'm really nice though, and patient. I'm a good listener, but I've been told that I like to try to fix things a little too much. I just want the best to happen for people, but I'm not a meddler. I don't get involved unless somebody brings me into the situation - like if they ask me for advice. I tend to stay neutral in tiffs that I'm not a part of. And believe me, as a captain of the cheer squad, I know tiffs. I just want there to be peace and I'll try to break it up as painlessly as possible. Sometimes I can be a little blind with my own actions; I can act like I'm almost too driven. I don't know how to explain myself really... Maybe that'll make me a 'calm mess', if that's possible. My likes and dislikes are definately very disorganized, which is something I don't like. I'm all over the place. I'm picky with some things, and perfectly lenient with others. I guess you could say some things make me OCD. I like order and neatness. Sharpness. Every action has to be sharp in a dance. I don't like abstract art because I don't get the point. I like things point blank. I like honesty, and hate it when people beat around the bush. Really though, the only way you can ask me what I like and what I don't like, is to get me in a situation so that I can determine in the moment.
"So I'm going to make this as quick and painless as possible for you. To start you know my birthday, and that I'm a sophomore in college. What happened before I was born, I can't even tell you. All I know is that my mom - who was a teen mom, was abandoned by both her family and her boyfriend. She was a mess. She tried to stick around her family until I was about four years old, but I never met them. They didn't really have a desire to meet me, I don't think. All I know is that my mom would drop me off at daycare, and who knows how she spent her days. We didn't really have a nice home, though she tried her hardest. It was a little one bedroom apartment rented out for two hundred and fifty dollars a month. My mom worked one job until she decided to move. She told me things weren't going wrong, and I don't really want to get to the bottom of it. So we moved to Port Royal, South Carolina. She began working two jobs since I was in kindergarden and we shared a flat with an elderly couple who would take care of me when she couldn't. Eventually she got on her feet and we got a small apartment where we lived until I was about fifteen. Let's just say I became a very independant child. She had a lot of boyfriends. A. Lot. Of boyfriends. She would talk to me about things I didn't want to hear. I was used to it by the time I was fifteen, since this started when I was five. You would think she would know how to handle herself around a child. Her child! She could only afford to keep me in one activity after school, and I chose cheerleading. It was costly, which she hated, but her boyfriends would sometimes chip in if they stuck around long enough to deal with her lunacy. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother, but... Anyway, I got really good at it! I didn't want to come to Port Royal's community college, it was not my first pick. I wanted to go to Georgetown. Naturally, we couldn't afford it and the community school gave me a full scholarship because of my athletic ability and because of my grades. Clearly I'm not dumb enough to pass up an opportunity like that. So I took it, and I've been working my butt off to get my own little apartment. Only time will tell though...
"Come chat with me sometime if you'd like! I'm friendly, outgoing, and it's always nice to see a new face. Bye!"
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ALLIE. SEVENTEE. EST. 4ISH YEARS. PM.
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