Post by JADA ROSE SINH on Apr 9, 2010 23:13:52 GMT -5
JADA ROSE SINH,
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nineteen, jada, paparazzi, lindsey wixson[/font][/color][/i]
ITS TOO LATE TO GO,[/size][/color]
it's getting light out[/i][/b]
1. Honestly, what color is your underwear?[/blockquote][/font][/color]
right now? i don't think i'm wearing any. wait - do bathing suit bottoms count? because if they do then i take that back, not to mention it makes me sound like a bit of a whore, and i'm definitely not one of those. nope. not whore. but no, bathing suit bottoms aren't underwear, i don't think... um, anyway. brown? there's this cute little flower print, it's all peachy and happy-making. i guess. they're pink, the flowers.
2. Honestly, whats on your mind right now?
the underwear/bathingsuit question. plus i found this mysterious wad of cash on my bed and i'm not quite sure how to handle that. it may or may not be my little brother's... which if it is, i don't want to take it. he's abusive.
3. Honestly, what are you doing right now?
honestly, i'm answering this survey for lack of something better to do. as soon as star! or vogue or whatever the fuck else needs me calls me, i'll be chasing down britney spears or lindsay lohan, laying under their car and hoping to god i get an underwear shot so i can make dindin for elvis. no, my parents aren't on hallucinogens... anymore. they used to be. which would explain the name my brother, however unfortunately, got. social networking sites will be the death of me.
4. Honestly, what did you do today?
i just woke up like ten minutes ago... so.. got a bowl of cereal. delishus.
5. Honestly, do you think you are attractive?
i'm hot shit. everyone knows that. xD
6. Honestly, have you done something bad today?
does having a cigarette constitute doing something bad? in england we all smoke, regardless of time of day and age, so it's not like it'd make much difference to me.
7. Honestly, do you watch disney channel?
no ma'am.
no, i don't know why you're suddenly a ma'am, because in actuality i should assume androgyny in a situation like this, especially when there's such limited personal information. but hey.
you can be a ma'am if i want you to be.
8. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now?
victoria beckham. gorgeous husband, gorgeous wardrobe. all you need in life.
9. Honestly, what makes you happy most of the time?
seeing people fall. i know it's horrible, but i can't help it. who doesn't laugh when someone falls flat on their ass? it's pretty difficult when you're with the person, and trying not to bust out in rounds of laughter... you know? that's all i want to do when people hit da flo.
10. Honestly, do you bite your nails?
yes D: !
i've been trying to quit, but it's just like smoking. once you start, you just can't stop.
11. Honestly, what is your mood right now?
sleepy and a bit hungover. i like drinking, i like sleeping, but they almost never go hand in hand. unfortunately i'm usually left with an eyeful of pillow and that can lead to some unpleasant dreams.. not to mention, i don't really like sleeping in other people's beds, and i ended up in my brother's, somehow. he wasn't there, it wasn't incest. not to mention he's an ugly fuck, so it wouldn't be doing me any good to sleep with him anyway. not that if he were attractive, i would either.. because that's just disgusting.
nasty, ew. god. ew.
fucking incest.
12.Honestly, have you had an eating disorder?
ha... ha.
13. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very minute?
yes. amy winehouse, asap. i love that woman and i don't give a fuck what anyone says, she's gorgeous. who else could stay so conveniently in the limelight despite being trashed twenty-four/seven?
14. Honestly, do you have a deep dark secret?
yes.
i'm actually a forty year old pedophile living in camden and preying on little boys.
who the fuck would admit their deep dark secret to a shemale on the internet? not i! i will not succumb to the influence of both jack daniels-laced cereal and world-wide-web provocation!
16. Honestly, do you hate someone right now?
I HATE YOU, COURTNEY LOVE. YOU CUNTBUCKET.
17. Honestly, who/what do you want to hug right now?
nothing. i don't like hugs, they make me feel a bit claustrophobic.
unless it's pretty girls. :B
i'm just kidding, that's nasty.
18. Honestly, are you loyal?
why yes, i'd like to believe so. i'm not going to ditch you for a two-bit hooker, if that's what you mean, and neither am i going to leave a friend while they drink themselves into oblivion. unfortunately i do have the tendency to lull people into a seduced state before i drag them with me down into hell.. or star magazine. i don't have much of a penchant for believing in people and the same goes for celebrities - i was once in a relationship with someone i later completely sold out for one hundred dollars, no joke.
or maybe it is a joke. but there ain't shit on me because i'm not famous, so you'll never find out.
19. Honestly, are you in denial?
if i was, i wouldn't be able to tell you.
20. Honestly, wouldn't you rather be having sex right now?
yes. actually.
21. Honestly, who is your best friend?
i don't have one.
it's hard to make friends in this profession, for some ungodly reason no one trusts you.
can't imagine why.
22. Honestly, have you ever consumed alcohol?
psh. no.
23. Honestly, do you like someone?
yes.
24. Honestly, does anyone like you?
yes.
25. Honestly, is it going anywhere with them?
no. it's pretty platonic between myself and princess diana. you know, hard to have a relationship with a dead girl and all. although i'd although carry something out with brittany murphy, but before i could get around to that she croaked too.
JUST TAKE IT EASY,[/size][/color]
it's too late to go[/i][/b]
hi, my name is juno. i'm so many years old, respect it. i live in a pretty sweet place, but that puts me in the eastern standard timezone. you might know me as no one yet, or not. but you can always contact me through pm. that's enough of that. sample time![/size][/blockquote][/color]
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She could perhaps be labeled eccentric, her long blonde hair flowing quite freely over distinctive, almost alienesque features. The long white coat seemed to match this idea, hanging to her ankles in a small bit of testimony to the absurdly gorgeous weather outside, plaguing the area with bouts of both cold and then warmth, heating up the city and then cooling it down again like it was a skillet after frying up a batch of eggs for a series of hot children, grease dried in the bottom. Sally herself hadn't been out in nearly a month, since the last time the antihistamine had knocked her, erm, friend out for a good night and she'd been out on her own, finding Jack and spending the time to get to know the peculiar man, charming the pants off the pizza guy as well as getting an entirely free meal, just because she'd left her own money at home. Yes, life had been kind to her that night and given her something to look forward to, but the strange boy had never contacted her, written her... anything. She didn't think they'd ever meet again and as night after horrible night dragged on, she was left to believe she might not ever get outside again, might not ever see the sun in it's entirety or tan that pale, wrinkle-free skin of hers. Finger-combing her hair to the best of her ability, she'd set off that morning with no particular destination in mind and a sleeping doctor, and ultimately that meant she was free to do as she pleased... until that cellphone in her back pocket rang and she had to make a quick excuse, something probably along the lines of “oh, I was at the grocery store, picking up leeks,” just because he liked them. Letting out a beaten-down sigh, Sally shifted the weight of her purse from one side to another, resting against the bench just long enough to set down the heavy satchel and leaving it behind, for just a mere moment, to go catch up with a butterfly she'd taken a particular interest in, hands on her camera and mind obviously somewhere else, blue eyes chasing the rapid movements of the divine natural creature.
And then she stopped for just long enough to realize that her bag wasn't on her shoulder, the comfortable weight of the carry-all mischievously gone, and she paused for a moment, eyes hunting the previous locations she'd been seated at or around to spot it, when a curious figure with dark hair and an obviously unhealthy sort of pale seemed to procure it, seemingly fascinated by the bag, and a small smile came to her features, an impulse to go investigate so strong and overwhelming you would have thought she was someone other than who she was, for an instant. Maybe a replica of an old Indiana Jones poster, or something. Tossing the blonde waves back over her shoulder, she started immediately for the bench, her lips upturned in a friendly smile as she plopped between the boy and the purse, slinging the strap back over her shoulder, “Thank you for watching it for me, then.” she giggled, subconsciously checking the weight to see if it was more or less the same as it had been before, but she couldn't remember to save the life of her. “You didn't take anything did you? I would like to kindly request you give it back, if you did.” she smiled again, slightly more hopeful this time, a row of shiny white teeth proving her innocence and naivety by the ways of the world.
And then she stopped for just long enough to realize that her bag wasn't on her shoulder, the comfortable weight of the carry-all mischievously gone, and she paused for a moment, eyes hunting the previous locations she'd been seated at or around to spot it, when a curious figure with dark hair and an obviously unhealthy sort of pale seemed to procure it, seemingly fascinated by the bag, and a small smile came to her features, an impulse to go investigate so strong and overwhelming you would have thought she was someone other than who she was, for an instant. Maybe a replica of an old Indiana Jones poster, or something. Tossing the blonde waves back over her shoulder, she started immediately for the bench, her lips upturned in a friendly smile as she plopped between the boy and the purse, slinging the strap back over her shoulder, “Thank you for watching it for me, then.” she giggled, subconsciously checking the weight to see if it was more or less the same as it had been before, but she couldn't remember to save the life of her. “You didn't take anything did you? I would like to kindly request you give it back, if you did.” she smiled again, slightly more hopeful this time, a row of shiny white teeth proving her innocence and naivety by the ways of the world.
