Post by JEREMY TORNONE on Jun 11, 2011 22:40:09 GMT -5
JEREMY TORNONE
jokester }{ junior }{ heterosexual
[/color][/center]jokester }{ junior }{ heterosexual
ALIAS: abby
OTHERS: nobody!
TIME ZONE: est
DISCOVERED: made the forum xD
ABOUT YOU: i love you. don't tell anyone.
Well..where do I start? I've got curly blonde hair that I usually don't bother to comb. I feel that by using a comb, I'd be less of an individual..so it won't happen. I'm a leader, not a follower. I thought I'd try the same philosophy with using soap, but not a lot of people talked to me and I got lonely. Anyway..I got me an average height scrawny body. Except for my arms..which are sort of brawny, I guess. I'm skinny..but I've got muscle is what I'm trying to say. I have blue eyes, but I swear I'm not a Nazi. You won't find any swasticas on any of the very casual clothing that I wear. My clothes are always like a year behind everyone else's style. I don't really come from money so I'm usually the last person to get all the new crap..not that I care. There's nothing I need that I don't already have.
I don't really get annoyed all that much. Nothing's really a big deal and I don't get why people flip out over crap sometimes. Like, most kids in school who think they're all that.. they care so much about what other people think. That's not normal, why would that matter to anyone? Me..I don't care what others think. Besides..if someone doesn't like me..it's easier to mess with them. That always makes life fun.
Like I said..I'm not annoyed a lot, but if you are able to get me to that point, I will probably never like you much. I can be a real jerk if I don't like you. There are just some people fun to mess with and those people are never left alone by me. I can't help it.
School isn't really easy for me. I don't do great in all my classes..so I try to ease the tension I feel by cracking jokes about the assignments. It drives my teachers up the wall sometimes, but it gives the class a good laugh. Usually, that's worth it. I'd much rather be there for everyone else than to play it safe and try to help yself with grades..when I'm seriously beyond help. Everyone expects it from me. I feel like everything I do is being watched.
I can get really confused and out of focus under the right circumstances. I get really easily distracted all the time. There are so many things to think about everything that not everything can fit at once. For instance..if I'm talking to a girl.. I'm looking at what she's wearing, how she walks (which determines her confidence levels), her tone of voice, what she's saying, thinking about if she's thinking about all that for me, and answering her at the same time. It's a lot to juggle, if you think about it. I feel like those things are important. You can learn a lot about a person by paying attention to those things, even if they don't tell you. If the tone doesn't match the confidence level of the way the person walks, they're hiding something. It's easy to tell.
I just like to help people feel good about themselves. I don't judge any books by the cover. It's just foolish to live like that. Always take the time to get to know someone..and I mean really know them. It'll get you far..it got me far anyway.
The sun was shining bright and the birds were chirping. It looked like the kind of day when in the movies , soft music played to brighten the mood. You know, right? I'm talking about the really corny ones, like with the princess as the protagonist. If you ask anyone with a brain, you'd hear that those movies are misleading. In life, all that ever happens to the "princess" is that she goes to skip through a meadow and her dress gets caught on the one random stick in the patch of flowers. The dress is ripped and she falls to the ground, all covered in dirt. Very rarely does someone help her up when she puts out her hand. That's what Knox was like. It was a sickly humorous fairytale.
Knox was vicious. A school for the performing arts sounds like a dream-come-true, it really does. But the truth behind the curtains is really that the school is filled with a bunch of aspiring performers who are competing to make it big. There are very few spots open in the world for fame and everyone wants one. With the harsh reality that only a few will make it, it's a cut-throat situation. That's how Jeremy felt. The opportunity was great, but it was damn hard to stand under all the pressure. His talent kept him from falling, and it kept him going. It was his drive for everything he ever did at school. It kept his mind where it needed to be.
Even with all the stress, lunch time was a really relaxing time of the day. Especially on nice days such as this one, it was enjoyable to sit by the windows where the breeze would flow in at the perfect temperature. Jem had never wanted to eat so badly in his life. If a cow collapsed in front of him, given the fact that a cow could have somehow gotten into the school, he would have eaten it. No joke. This kept him at a fast pace while he walked through the student-infested halls. Why are there so many people crowded here? With a talented group like this, you'd think they could walk right.. he thought to himself while he worked to push himself through the mobs.
He finally reached his destination after much aggrivation and was eager to sit in the sun with his food. While he stood on line, his eyes flickered from one side of the cafeteria to the next. In one corner, he watched six or seven freshmen chant at their table while two of them practically inhaled Pepsi from their cans. Chug! Chug! Chug! You could hear it from all the way across the room. Yea, that's great. Such a successful future, this school is in for.
In another corner, there were people beat-boxing while others took turns dancing. It was crazy how these people never stopped. It made Jem wish that he could walk around with his saxophone on his back. He could show those morons up any day if he was given the opportunity. Eh..later, he thought to himself. Before he knew it, he had reached the front of the food line. With a grin on his face, he got his food and headed for an empty table. Before he got there, some kid was far too into his dancing to realize that he was headed for Jeremy's path. The two collided and luckily, Jem was able to keep his food balanced. Will you watch it, dude? You could kill someone, he muttered before continuing on his way to the table.
Right before he reached the table, he turned his head to see something. Look out! someone yelled before he had turned to look. The genius who had knocked into Jem had just fell over with someone else across the room. Rolling his eyes, Jem turned back around. Damn! he thought the next second as he tripped over his own feet. As he hit the floor, his food went everywhere. He stood up with his face growing red to go get something to clean up the mess. His frusteration left him unfocused which led him to walk into someone else from the back. Crap..sorry..my fault.. I uuh.. meant to do tha-- nevermind.. He waited to see who the person was with embarrassment becomming evident on his face.
Knox was vicious. A school for the performing arts sounds like a dream-come-true, it really does. But the truth behind the curtains is really that the school is filled with a bunch of aspiring performers who are competing to make it big. There are very few spots open in the world for fame and everyone wants one. With the harsh reality that only a few will make it, it's a cut-throat situation. That's how Jeremy felt. The opportunity was great, but it was damn hard to stand under all the pressure. His talent kept him from falling, and it kept him going. It was his drive for everything he ever did at school. It kept his mind where it needed to be.
Even with all the stress, lunch time was a really relaxing time of the day. Especially on nice days such as this one, it was enjoyable to sit by the windows where the breeze would flow in at the perfect temperature. Jem had never wanted to eat so badly in his life. If a cow collapsed in front of him, given the fact that a cow could have somehow gotten into the school, he would have eaten it. No joke. This kept him at a fast pace while he walked through the student-infested halls. Why are there so many people crowded here? With a talented group like this, you'd think they could walk right.. he thought to himself while he worked to push himself through the mobs.
He finally reached his destination after much aggrivation and was eager to sit in the sun with his food. While he stood on line, his eyes flickered from one side of the cafeteria to the next. In one corner, he watched six or seven freshmen chant at their table while two of them practically inhaled Pepsi from their cans. Chug! Chug! Chug! You could hear it from all the way across the room. Yea, that's great. Such a successful future, this school is in for.
In another corner, there were people beat-boxing while others took turns dancing. It was crazy how these people never stopped. It made Jem wish that he could walk around with his saxophone on his back. He could show those morons up any day if he was given the opportunity. Eh..later, he thought to himself. Before he knew it, he had reached the front of the food line. With a grin on his face, he got his food and headed for an empty table. Before he got there, some kid was far too into his dancing to realize that he was headed for Jeremy's path. The two collided and luckily, Jem was able to keep his food balanced. Will you watch it, dude? You could kill someone, he muttered before continuing on his way to the table.
Right before he reached the table, he turned his head to see something. Look out! someone yelled before he had turned to look. The genius who had knocked into Jem had just fell over with someone else across the room. Rolling his eyes, Jem turned back around. Damn! he thought the next second as he tripped over his own feet. As he hit the floor, his food went everywhere. He stood up with his face growing red to go get something to clean up the mess. His frusteration left him unfocused which led him to walk into someone else from the back. Crap..sorry..my fault.. I uuh.. meant to do tha-- nevermind.. He waited to see who the person was with embarrassment becomming evident on his face.
