i am 15. i have dark brown hair and sexy blue eyes. hehe. i like anything art related including ladies who love art.

*My name: I'll answer this later
*Age:15
*Shoe Size: 12
eye color: blue in morning, green in evening
*Hair Color: dark brown
*Hair Style: umm.............. what?
*Cell Number: just ask and i'll tell you
*Best thing about u: my sexy eyes and lips
*Worst thing about u: my ass
*Cant Live Without: food? water? oxygen?
*Favorite Song(s): B.Y.O.B, My Sharona, and Bohemian Rhapsody
*Favorite Band: don't have one
*Favorite Color: green
*First Kiss: kindergarten
*First love: kate
*Sibblings: 1 older sister
*Best friend: kate and/or erica
*Close Friend: colene/allison/hannah/phillip
*Favorite Saying: hello?
*Favorite Hottie(s): Angelina Jolie, Bryce Dallas Howard, and Gwen Stefani
*Punk or Prep: FUCK U AND UR LABELS!!!! U ALL SHOULD FUCKING DIE!!!!
*Weed: no thanks
*Beer: gross, except Coors Lite
*Funny or Serious: yay, last question! and i'm not gonna answer it!!! oh, wait.................shit!

(X) <-- did do
(_) <-- didn't do


[General Veelo]
x--name: told you already
x--nickname: told you those too
x--sex: hell yes!! oh, wait, male
x--age: 15
x--birthday: 4.27.90
x--height: 5'8
x--status: off/on relationship

[APPEARENCE]
x--hair color: dark brown
x--eye color: hazel
x--fav eye color for a woman: something sexy
x--fav hair color for a woman: red or brown
x--height for a woman: as long as she's shorter than me, but taller than 5'2.
x--smart women or not: yeah but not like stuck-up or a freakin genius or anything

[FLASH BACK]
x--best memory: my first time ;)
x--worst: when my dog died
x--first best friend: Ashley
x--first crush: Rachel Crawford. IF YOU'RE OUT THERE SOMEWHERE TELL ME!!!! (she left our town before i could tell her my true feelings for her)IF ANYONE KNOWS HER TELL ME!!!
x--name of elementary school: Richmond Elementary
x--preschool: forgot what it was called

[RIGHT NOW]
x--wearing: yellow shorts and a band t-shirt
x--feeling: bored
x--listening to: B.Y.O.B.
x--thinking of: what am i going to write?

[LAST...]
x--person you hugged: allison
x--kissed: my poster of Angelina Jolie. HA!
x--food you ate: sandwich
x--drank: Mountain Dew
x--person you talked to: parents
x--on the phone: i don't talk on the phone
x--emailed: hannah

[HAVE YOU EVER...]
x--gone water-skiing: no
x--been to another country: no
x--gone to LA: no
x--been kissed: yeah
x--failed sex ed: hell no
x--been dumped: i'll be doin that thank you very much
x--gone skinny dipping: almost...but didn't
x--made up a rumor about your best friend: of course not! why would I do something so horrible??!!
x--made up a rumor about your ex: haven't had an ex really
x--been to las vegas: no
x--broken a bone: no
x--watched barney just to make fun of it: oh come on...who hasn't?

[THIS OR THAT]
x--chocolate or vanilla: vanilla
x--pink or blue: blue
x--pepsi or coke: pepsi
x--strawberries or bananas: is this a sex question?
x--rock or pop: rock
x--blink182 or sum41: don't really care
x--swimming or skiing: never done skiing
x--mtv or vh1: vh1 cuz mtv is getting poser-ish.
x--mtv2 or fuse: what the fuck is fuse?
x--xanga or myspace: oooooo that's a tough one. both are awesome!!!! but i'd have to say myspace. sorry fellow xangans.
x--msn or aim: msn gives you fun little characters to fuck around with. aim doesn't
x--computer or phone: computer
x--digital camera or camcorder: camera

[FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND]
x--tissue: allergies
x--flower: dandylion
x--mix: mixing paint
x--cookies: chocolate chips
x--apples: ....red apples
x--country club: AHH!!!!
x--pool: fat kids with water wingies who shit and piss in the deep end
x--hugs and kisses: what is "things that lead to sex?" (Jeopardy)
x--pink and lime: gayness
x--grapefruit: kiwi
x--fat-free: Mary-Kate Olsen
x--rock on: the rock on hand signal
x--asshole: ....someone's asshole
x--prep: FUCKING LABELS!!!!!!!!!!!
x--blonde: dumb supermodel
x--brunnette: sexy supermodel
x--power rangers: i used to think the pink ranger was hott

[random]
x--do you have braces: i used to
x--a laptop: no
x--a cell phone: yes
x--do you wear glasses: yes
x--do you play soccer: no
x--laccrosse: no
x--swimming: no, but i do know how to
x--how many medals have you won: about 10.
x--do you go online way too much: umm...yeah
x--do you love the beach: no
x--do you get good grades: never gotten below an A-
x--is family studies your favorite subject: family studies???
x--is art: i'm an artist, so i love art
x--do you just LOVE this survey: hahahaha is that supposed to be an actual question? are you serious?



haha. so cool


old school photo


me at the arch


me and my sister



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE SHIT~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


*POEM*

~Complainte de la butte~

The moon, all too fair, in your russet-red hair sets a sparkling crown
The moon, all too red with glory, is spread on your poor, tattered gown
The moon, all too white, caresses the light in your world-weary eyes
Princess of the street, do allow me to greet you, my broken heart cries

The stairways up to la butte can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the Moulin shelter you and I.

I feel, beggar-girl, your fetters, they curl as they seek out my wrists
I feel your young breasts, your thin little waist
I lose my regrets
I taste on your mouth the feverish breath of a half-starving waif
And with your caress I sense drunkenness erasing my life

The stairways up to la butte can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the Moulin shelter you and I

And see how she skips, the moon how she drifts,
The princess in tow

My reveries grow

The stairways up to la butte can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the Moulin shelter you and I.

:)



*SONG*

Why do they always send the poor?
My God is of Bible blood with pointed ears
Victorious, victorious steel
Can your spending kneel?
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses
Disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Every city, gripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
la la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Blast off, it's party time
And we all live in a fascist nation
Blast off, it's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Kneeling roses
Disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Every city, gripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to a obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
la la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sun
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor!
They always send the poor!

*MUSICAL*

EVITA

It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done

You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun

So I chose freedom
Running around, trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired

They are illusions
They are not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me

Don't cry for me Argentina

Have I said too much?
There's nothing more I can think of to say to you.
But all you have to do is look at me to know
That every word is true

:)