Post by emily on Jun 14, 2011 18:52:09 GMT -5
EMILY SARAH WHITAKER
coolio }{ junior }{ straight
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ALIAS: Jaqi
OTHERS: None, yet.
TIME ZONE: Mountain Standard Time
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ABOUT YOU: Eh, I dunno, what do you want to know?
Oh, uh, hi. I wasn't exactly expecting to be telling all about myself right this minute. Well, this is certainly awkward, you see, I don't usually talk about myself. Okay then, well, here goes nothing.
Let's see here... Basic stuff first I suppose. My name is Emily Whitaker. My middle name's Sarah, pretty boring if you ask me. So, yeah, I'm seventeen years old and a junior in high school. It majorly sucks, but at least after this I only have one more year until graduation. My birthday isn't until February, though. The twelfth.
I'm pretty tall if you compare me to other seventeen-year-olds, see I'm 5'11". Kinda lame if you ask me, so freaking close to six feet, but not quite there. I'm pretty skinny, not in the supermodel way, more like scrawny. As far as curves go... I have none. Unless you count wearing a 34B as having boobs. My hair's really long and naturally red (yes, I'm a ginger kid), but I don't like dealing with it, so it's usually in a ponytail or a braid. I'm really fair, as in I could get sunburned by a flashlight- which is a pain because I love being outside. I do like my eyes, though, they're a really pale gray. I dunno where that came from since my mom has brown eyes and my dad has green.
As far as clothes, most of my stuff isn't up with the trends. I'm a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl, and most of it comes from Goodwill. Really, the only part of my wardrobe that costs any kind of money are my shoes. I love my Vans and Converse, I have several pairs in a bunch of colors. Oh, and I never wear makeup. It's such a pain in the ass, and I think I look good enough without it. And no jewelry either, except the stud earrings that I never take out.
I guess I could say that I'm pretty friendly, I'm just not all that outgoing. I usually don't mind talking to people and stuff, but I'll never go up to someone first. I have to be approached. I'm a busy-body, I have a really hard time sitting still, which is why school is like torture. I'm kinda impulsive, when I want something I want it right away, and have trouble waiting for it. I've been told I'm really athletic, which I guess is true, 'cuz gym is one of the two subjects I'm not failing at. I really love skateboarding, it's my favorite kind of exercise. I actually skateboard to school nearly every day.
Um, I have a ton of trouble in school, my grades are pretty low. I don't think it's my fault, I have dyslexia and dyscalculia- as well as a minor case of ADHD. It's not that I don't try, it's just I can't concentrate for long periods of time, especially when it involves reading, writing, or math. Which is, like, 90% of school.
Anything else? Oh right, I suppose I should talk about my family. I'm an only child, since my mom wasn't supposed to be able to have kids. She always tells me that I'm her miracle baby. Anyways, I guess I'm close to my parents, but they keep pressuring me about school stuff. Especially my dad. I mean, they're both college professors at the community college around the corner from our apartment (my mom teaches English, and my dad teaches calculus, kinda ironic considering my issues with learning)- and they're very much "knowledge is power" kind of people.
We haven't always lived in New York, we came from a teeny tiny town in Wyoming at the beginning of this school year when both my parents took jobs at the college.Yeah, I miss my friends back there, but I don't have much family. Both my parents are only children, too, so I don't have any aunts, uncles, or cousins. But I do have Adolf. He's my Miniature Pinscher. I would've gone for a Doberman, but we can't have big dogs in our apartment, so I got Adolf for my seventeenth birthday.
I can't really think of anything else, and like I said I don't usually talk about myself so much. So are we good here? Yeah, I think so.
Solstice sat cross-legged on her bed, wearing her usual silk pajamas. Her glasses usually reserved for reading were perched at the end of her nose, and she held a quill loosely in hand as she reviewed varying documents for work. Running her free hand through her hair, Solstice found herself asking what exactly she was doing in working for the ministry. She enjoyed her line of work, even if she was still stuck in an internship, but somehow she had never seen herself being so tied down in one place.
Truth be told, her heart was aching to travel- to take a break from the terrible things happening and just see where the wind took her. But now it seemed somewhat irresponsible to Solstice. She was employed, and in the Order, she had priorities in her home country. It was times like these that she found herself jealous of Chaos and Andromeda, who were currently exploring ancient wizard tombs in Venezuela. Her parents weren't tied down to anything, and yet here she was, freshly eighteen with more commitments than either of her parents ever made.
Solstice thought perhaps the time had come for a career change- perhaps something that would require her to go places. She vaguely entertained the thought of becoming a Daily Prophet photographer like Equinox, though something told her she wouldn't be quite happy there either. All Solstice knew was that there was something missing in her life. She was brought out of her deep thinking when there was a knock at the door. "Come in," said Solstice, tucking away her confidential work documents.
Truth be told, her heart was aching to travel- to take a break from the terrible things happening and just see where the wind took her. But now it seemed somewhat irresponsible to Solstice. She was employed, and in the Order, she had priorities in her home country. It was times like these that she found herself jealous of Chaos and Andromeda, who were currently exploring ancient wizard tombs in Venezuela. Her parents weren't tied down to anything, and yet here she was, freshly eighteen with more commitments than either of her parents ever made.
Solstice thought perhaps the time had come for a career change- perhaps something that would require her to go places. She vaguely entertained the thought of becoming a Daily Prophet photographer like Equinox, though something told her she wouldn't be quite happy there either. All Solstice knew was that there was something missing in her life. She was brought out of her deep thinking when there was a knock at the door. "Come in," said Solstice, tucking away her confidential work documents.
