Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Jan 14, 2011 23:14:29 GMT -5
GREY•the•FLAILER
[/size]NAME: Sarah
AGE: 15
HEIGHT: 4'11
HAIR: Blonde
EYES: Green/Hazel
THE PERSONALITY:
To start off with a bang, let's just state the fact I'm a tad crazy. Not insane, but just overly hyper. I guess I'm just high off of life. Constantly. Makes sense, right? I'm not extremely hyper or wild, like I don't dance in the middle of class or anything, unless the teacher isn't paying attention, but I'm a pretty outgoing person. I can come off as shy at times, or even reserved, but that's really only 'round people I'm not completely comfortable with. All of my best friends know that I'm the flailish short child with a stubborn attitude. ;]
My hyperness aside, I'm quite the feisty little blonde. I don't put up with anyone's crap, and will not allow anyone to walk over me or my friends. If you're mean to me, then hell yeah, I'll be mean right back. I don't usually act meanly towards anyone, and always try to be nice, but sometimes there's no other choice, right? Anywho, I like to dish out what someone deserves. Take it from my stalker who called me violent. I calmly denied this fact in front of his friend, then proceeded to kick him in the shin, as I walked past. Good times!
I love having fun, like I'm sure any teen would, but I'm not at all into the whole... Drinking/Drugs/Smoking/Party scene. It just isn't me. I really doubt I'll ever get into those kinda things, just because I've seen first-hand how it can change someone. Hey, no judging going on here, it just isn't the path for me. =]
I could go on... But I really don't see the point.
THE FAMILY:
I live in a family of four, consisting of my mom, dad, my little brother, and myself. My mom's a little hyper, like myself, and it's common sight to see her frolicking throughout the house, with me on her tail. My dad's the laid back one in the family, that's where I get my general 'chill' attitude from. And my brother? Sure, he can be a pain. But I love him either way.
PETS:
First off is Rosie, or 'Burger,' who's an eight year old Rottie/Black Lab cross. She looks more lab, and is an absolute joy to be around. She's protective, and makes nightly routes to everyone's rooms, to make sure we're alright. We've had her since she was a puppy, and she's incredibly obedient. Although, like her owners, she's pretty hyper!
Next, is my shih-tzu cross named Charlie. He's seven years old, and my little snuggle-buddy. Every night, at around seven, he wanders into my room, hops onto my bed, and falls asleep. He literally won't sleep anywhere else, and will curl into the small of my back while I sleep. He's there to greet me every morning, and, although seems grumpy in general, is a sweet dog.
The next pet is my brother's cat, Texas. He's three months old or so, and he's a friggin' spazz. Either he's sleeping on you, or atatcking you viciously. I seem to be his victim, most of the time. This is a cat that will be sleeping one second, and slingign to your leg the other. He runs into things from time to time, and enjoys sleeping on the vent.
Well, the next pet that I've decided to include is my brothers goldfish. Yeah, funny right? But no joke, the thing has been alive for over three years, now. His name is Lucky. Ironic, right? Anyways, there's not much to say about a goldfish. So... moving on!
Last, but certainly not least, is my horse, Chinook. He's old, at 30, but the vet guessed he was 18. So yeah, the old fart's doing well. I've had him for about four years, now, and he was the first horse I've ever had. I love him more than anyone could ever imagine, and don't know what I would do without him. He's 30, yeah, but he still gallops around the pasture and bucks when excited. Retard, I know. Oh, he always has the habit of farting whenever I go to pick his left-back hoof. It's like a trigger. T.T
PET PICTURES: Coming!
PICTURES OF MYSELF: Coming![/font][/size]