Post by Lea Diane Morose on May 28, 2009 17:58:37 GMT -5
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LEA DIANE MOROSE
THE [SEVENTEEN] YEAR OLD [DANCE] MAJOR
FACE CLAIM.
BASICS
HELD OUR BREATH FOR TOO LONG,
NOW WE'RE HALF SICK ABOUT IT
I am around seventeen nowadays, born in the spastic month of April (more specifically the twenty eighth) in the year of 1992. I'm not discriminating against girls but personally prefer the taste of boys. My major is dance and I don't see how it would be anything else.People who haven't tried it are just stupid, because they're missing the best thing of their lives. Be sure not to spell my name with an 'h' on the end, because that has the potential to piss me off, and I might shove my pointe shoes down your throat. MMMHM, and they're dirty.
FIRST HOUR: Grammar II
SECOND HOUR: Modern Dance III
THIRD HOUR: Ballet III
FOURTH HOUR: Pointe I
FIFTH HOUR: Foreign Language II (Spanish)
GENERAL
AND ALTHOUGH PRATFALLS CAN BE FUN
ENCORES CAN BE FATAL
So, I really didn't start dancing until I was twelve. It was late, late, late, I know, but I just hadn't picked my face up far enough in my life yet to realize it was out there and it was amazing. I was born almost in Hawaii... but not quite. It was actually a hospital not too far from the coast of California's airport. They couldn't tell she was that pregnant because I was a tiny baby, and she was a lying sneak. I love my mom, good old Mariah who knows her way around things and isn't afraid to fib a bit to get what she needs and wants. I took up in her habit, and I still have a sailor's mouth and a dirty slate when it comes to lying. It gets me quite wrapped up sometimes, actually, but the people who know me the best can always tell when I'm not telling the truth. And they're the people that matter, right?
As for the rest of my family, my dad still lives in Hawaii with my other two sisters, Aimee, who is fifteen, and Ivy, who is about to be twenty one. I'm going back to visit for her birthday, because she says she can't be without me when she has her first margarita. I love all of my family, but my mother and father have a weird relationship. It's like those two friends in grade school who sort of like each other and want to be together but don't want to ruin their relationship. They like each other a lot, but seem to be surprised when they're reminded they had kids together.
My personality hasn't fully blossomed yet, but it's there alright. I have a very bitchy demeanor, and when people piss me off they will know about it. 'Experts' have told me it's because I'm afraid of a lot of things and like to close off, but I pretty much think that's just their way to get big bucks off the parents of the kids they 'help'. If I don't want to do something, you will know about it, whether it be my piercing glare or the way I move my body (stomping and all). It screams teenager, the whole thing, and my mother and father have told me more than once that I need an attitude check.I have this great skill where I can curl myself up inside my head and not talk to anyone for a few days. It's pretty freakin' amazing, and I'm getting better and better at it as my temper progresses. Eventually I know I'll need help; but for now I'm living it up with all that I've got.
Back to dancing; I started jazz in the summer of my fifth grade year (so I guess that little tid bit earlier is a lie, I was more like eleven) and was HORRIBLE. It was hilarious. But then I got referred to start taking ballet, and pretty much fell in love. Even though everyone around me had been doing if for so much longer, I still couldn't get over how much I loved it. And even though sometimes the same thing gets a little tedious, I'm always being inspired by new ideas with choreography, and I adore ballet. I'm a little skinny and lanky, which is awkward looking sometimes, but I'm working on it. I'm working on all of it so I can be better and continue doing what I love to do.
IMPORTANTS
SO BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU'RE DONE
YOU'RE BOUND TO GET POST-NATAL
YOUR NAME! hannah, call me jemma though
YOUR AGE! seventy four
CONTACTS! just PM if you'd rather.
MYSTERY PHRASE! johnny is truant
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE! "I never was unconscious-- for any of the process. Never fainted in my human life, never fainted in this life I have now. I was awake and aware for most of it-- the transformation--and only sometimes did I zone out because of it. And you haven't upset me. I just haven't met anyone with a curiosity like yours in a long time. Maybe even ever."
Jemma fidgeted with her clothes. The dress hung limp around her body like most clothes did. She usually never had a good fit with clothes; never any luck, or perhaps they were meant to fit her loose. Her sweater gave her a sense of security, and it was easy to get wrapped up in it.
She pushed herself down onto the grass, head on a tiny hill in the circle and blinked several times.
^^ from epoch where i play a vampire
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