(note- this isn't lj-cutted for easiness of read, all the cuts are useless anyways, it's just for those that don't want a novel filling their friends' page)
Since my searches for a nice picture of paine as a samurai have failed miserably, I've come across a new thing to do.
Well, besides finishing this bottle of bawls (does that explain why I'm still awake?). On top of water. On top of coke. You can't drink bawls right after coke, it ruins the flavor (which you get full throttle after you chill it and get all the carbonation out. It ruins the effect, but you get top-notch flavor).
Anyways, I figured 'manohman, just how well do people that've friended me on lj really know me?' Well, except all the toccers and stuff.
so weee!:D
Hi, my name is Allison. I turned fifteen back on December 7th, and I live in Arkansas. Don't get me wrong, it's a great place, but the lack of a real distinction between city and country is annoying at times. You don't have hard-core townage like in say NY or cali, but you don't have pure country like up in montana (bear in mind I've never been to any of these places:P)
Simpler: you don't have a great place to shop, but you can't really see the stars all that well.
Anyways, at school, when the new semester starts, I'll be in speech(finished beginning art), pre-ap algebra I, pre-ap english 9, physical science, art I, band(:D), and civics.
In order of love/hate, it goes somewhat like this: Band, Math, English, Civics, Physical Science. Note that speech and art I aren't on there, because I haven't taken them yet:P This list reflects the joy I get out of the class, not necessarily what we actually learn. If that were the case, it'd be more like: band, physical science, math, english, civics.
I don't like having to watch the news more than I do. Tv is a waste of time. The tube could be used for much nicer things, such as playing video games.
( on gaming )Essentially, my favorite games are the ones I *want* to go back and play again. Like FFX, FFV, FFTA, Mario, Simon's Quest..
Similarly, the same goes for books.
( on books )Good grief, I just realized it's 3:30.
( to continue )Of course, I also read for the sake of learning.
( on more academic notes )Ah, so we come to music. You may have already gathered that I'm extremely fond of this
( music hath charms to sooth the savage beast )Joy, it's now 4:15.
( more types of art )And manohman, am I *ever* egotistical. Dont' listen to people like austin, he doesn't wottith of what he sayth, I *am* self-centered, and it bothers me-_- Of course, I also like to talk on and on about little things.. Ask my dad when he's trying to read while I'm playing final fantasy. I have a habit of narrating what I'm doing, with respective groans and shouts of glory, when bad or good stuff happens.
I also pay attention to coincidences@.@;;;
( on religions and the lack thereof )And now, since I can't think of anything else but the remaining physical attributes, and because it's about twenty 'til five, I'll stop after this short section:
age: 15+30 odd days,
hair color: dark brown. Not black, not close to it. Length? about five/six inches below shoulder. It's rather straight, with a few small waves, and it gets oily way too fast-_- (darn you dad) it's all the same length all around pretty much, with a simple part in the middle.. I tried one night for a side part, but it didn't go over too well.
weight: more or less around 150. more around now, less when I'm much more active and less hungry.
height: five eight? I really have no idea.. other than it's around in there. People are surprised when I say that, so maybe I should get measured somewhere officially..
Ethnic background: according to parental lore, my parents on my mom's side are Scotch-Irish, my grandmother used to live in Michigan, and someone named 'O'Jones' came to the U.S. in the mid 1800s. On my dad's side, apparently my grandma is french indian. Other than that, I have no clue.
Eye color: beloved green/brown hazel^^ My dad's eyes have a lot more green, and my mom's are blue. Go figure.
foot size: somewhere between 10.5 and 11 wide width. Really hard to buy shoes that fit. Most stores rarely stock 10½, let alone wide.
Stature: probably medium frame, people tell me not to slump, but I don't, not really, unless I'm sitting. I have no need for those formal shoulder pads that pad out your shoulders, my mom calls it the 'jones woman's shoulder'
Skin: Very light. Tendency to sunburn. I used to have a lot of freckles, but since I quit being in the sun a lot, they sorta went away.. Even when I go get in the sun, like for marching band or softball, they still don't really come out. One summer, I counted the freckles on my left index toe. There's about twenty. In about one square centimeter. And there aren't any on any other toe. Why this is, is beyond me. But it's sorta cool:) The only self-inflicted scars I have are from picking at scabs, and they fade fairly quickly. Prominient scarring I have are these: on my right foot between third and fourth toe: a knife cut, from a doctor removing a piece of hogwire I accidentally got shoved there by walking with sandals around recently dug up ground. V. painful. I got to crawl to my mom for the first time in years. *twitch* I also got out of school for a week. On back of left thigh: a mostly faded slash from barbed wire. Moral of this story: never go climbing in a mamosa tree with cowboy boots on, *especially* if it's positioned right about a barbed wire fence and you're wearing shorts. Even red and white checkered shirts show blood stains. On left pinky: This one is probably my favorite. I got it about two years ago. Mom asked me to feed the cat, and I went into the cat room (dad's computer room) to open a can, and *jumps slightly at the memory* okay, I'll have to hold my pinky now.. friggin' memory.. I felt a slight pressure on my pinky, but didn't think anything of it, then I looked down, saw the puddle and screamed. First time I bled on the kitchen floor. Phew.. okay, now my right hand's a bit tired from typing that by itself, but heck. Anyways, why this is my favorite I have *twitch* no idea.. I guess it's because it defines my pinky. I mean, it's prominent, it "half way cuts my pinky halfway in half"
I'm tired. Good night, Seattle.