Post by teagan lockhart on Jul 22, 2009 14:21:17 GMT -7
TEAGAN ISLA LOCKHART
on the outside looking in.
how about we start with the obvious – what's your name?i'm teagan isla lockhart,half american, half brazillian. umm, i would have to say that i was names teagan because my mother was all for exotic names. not one of my siblings has a simple and plain name. plus, she always wanted to name a child of hers teagan one day, so there i pop in..
how old are you? and is there a story surrounding your birth? anything interesting?i am seventeen years old, i am a senior. but i like telling people i'm eighteen just for fun, which isn't a big deal. since i will be eighteen soon for the win! as of now i have only lit seventeen candles. however, age is just a number, i think. some people i look younger than the age i am, but i am in all honesty seventeen years old.
how would you describe your personality?
tomboy - i'm pretty much a tomboy. i am not use to anything girly at all. i love skateboarding, sports, hanging out with the guys. that's just the way i am, the way i have always been. if anything i am just the best friend and will always be. guys usually look at me as another one of the guys, they dont treat me like how a girl should be treated but i'm use to it. this might be because i have two older brothers, and no sister siblings? anyways, i odnt dress girly at all. i'm all for skinny jeans, chucks, and a t-shirt. i dress very casual adding to my tomboy personality. i am not use to much sensitivity, adding on to my tomboy personality. when one of my friends are upset, or crying, one of the girls of course..i seriously dont know what to do. i'm not to complicated, or picky, and its not hard for guys to understand me. to bad they only see me as a friend, i wouldnt mind girling up a little bit. just dont tell anyone that?
sweet - i am a very nice person. theres not one inch of mean in me, well, unless i have to be. but boldness has never really been something of mind. i haven't been known for getting bold with anyone, and i don't plan to. i am always apologizing, i do it a lot sometimes, i'm a clutz so i have to. umm, i'm pretty easy to talk to, and get along with. i am not judgmental at all. if you're having a bad day i flash you a smile, hoping to bring some light into that bad day of yours. i hate seeing people upset, i try my best to keep all of my friend before me. some may say i'm just to much of a sweetheart, i tend to put others before me. i try my best to satisfy everyone i care about, and that just may eventually be my downfall one day?..
insecure - besides the whole tomboy, laid back, and sweet side of me. i'm pretty insecure, i know it but i wont admit it to anyone. i dont like the way i look, the way i dress. i'm embarassed of my family, of my mother and my father. i hate the fact that i'm poor, i hate the fact that i have to work so hard to help provide for my family. i want to be someone i'm not. i want to be more girly, i want the guys to like me..you know? i want to live the life i will probably never be able to live. i want to be rich, i want to be popular. i wanna hang out with the big shots. but thats not me at all. i dont want to be me, i want to be some one else. i hate everything about me..
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how would you define "the good life"?the good life. hah, the opposite of mines. the good life, i mean if you're living the good like you're rich, people love you. you can do whatever you want. no one dislikes you, you always get what you want. there's nothing really to complain about when you're living the good life. the good life involves fashion, money, and pure happiness. something i'll never know about, sadly..
if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?i would change my social status. i'm a lower classed girl, unfortunately and i want to be anything but. so i would have to change my ranking, and the way i dress. i'm sort of a tomboy, and plus, i cant afford to buy fashionable clothes. i'd change my personality, since it's hard for me to open up to people, i really would like to have more friends..
what do you tend to like?i love music, all types of music for one. i also love dancing, dance, all types of dance. i think any person can let out any type of emotion through dance, i love basketball, and sports period. i'm a big fan of acting, drama of course. in fact, when i grow up i wouldn't mind becoming an actress. i like the few friends i do have, the friends i have aren't like some of these fake people out here. i love hangingout with the guys, and going to eat out. i'm a pretty skinny girl but i love eating, so i'm a big fan of food. some people hate it, but i love the rain. i think things are beautiful during the winter. i'm a big fan of reading, being me, you don't have much to do besides school and work, so i love to read.
okay, and what do you tend to dislike?i'm embarrassed of my parents... my mom is a maid for a crappy hotel and my dad is a drug dealer. he is pretty much a horrible guy, i hate my mom. i hate my dad. i hate the feeling i have after being emotionally and physically beat. i hate waking up to go to work so early. i hate waking up period, but i have to help support my family. i hate alcoholics, my mom is one, and she barely even notices i', there half of the time. i hate being poor, i wish i could be anything but not poor. it comes with so many disadvantages. i dislike the way i dress, the way i look. i dislike myself half of the time. i feel like a failure. i dislike hott summer days, being yelled out, receiving bad grades, getting in trouble, staying in the house..there are so many things that i dislike to be honest.
what are you scared of? everyone has some fears.the fact that i just might be poor for the rest of my life scares the hell out of me. i'm afraid of falling in love, because i'm afraid of heartbreak. i'm afraid that if i ever do fall in love that guy wont accept me because of the way i have to live. i'm afraid i will never reach my goals, and i'll be another lockhart failure.
do you have any secrets?i guess my secret would have to be that my parents are physically abusive to me. i hide it pretty well, not even my closest friend know.
how's your love life?i'm just the 'friend' guys dont take any interest in me. i'm single, and i dont want to be. i believe in long term relationships, and love - yes, but maybe love isn't for everyone?
if you were given a yacht, what would you name it?'the perfect mistake' .
what is your quirkiest habit, and how long have you had it?my nails are horrible, simply because i bite at them a lot. when i'm bored i tend to hum a lot, i do it so much i barely notice it at times. i also have the habit of running my fingers through my hair, like you know how some people do it a few times? i do it a lot..
do you have any goals?i want to be a better parent than both of my parents are. i want to have children, and get married. i want to be a successful actress.
would you rather always lose or never play?i'd rather lose, at least i can say i tried?.
great. and now, could you give me an overview of your life? what's happened so far?
born in montreal, canada. it's the only place i've ever known and truly is my hometown. my parents are isabella lockhart and asher lockhart. they were young, in love, and rebellious. so it all started there. when asher found out bella was pregnant she moved in with him, at age nineteen and moved out of her parents home. her parents were outraged with bella, bella being a christian and pregnant before marraige. they wanted nothing to do with her, so they cut the lockharts out of their life completely. bella was pregnant with twins, syrus, and venedict. then a year later she had another boy names ashton. they were finding it hard to support all three. bella was a housewife and asher was a engineer. only asher had a drinking problem, which lead to him being let go.
so bella had to start working and a year later was pregnant with me. she cleaned up for a small hotel for a little above minimum wage an hour. when i was born they had to move into a smaller place, because they could not afford the three bedroom house. so now we live in the same house i have been living in since i was born, its two bedroom, one bathroom and crowded as hell. when i was little i was always getting into trouble, always getting hurt and medical bills would pile up. my father had to sell drugs most of the time to sell it off, but he made okay money by doing so, so he stuck to it. then he started to get into drugs himself, and not is sort of a drug addict.
when i was in about 6th grade i hung out with mainly boys, the girls of the school wanted nothing to do with me. i made my current best friends in the sixth grade and such. i never really felt good enough, i came home and was yelled at half the time, for nothing. i did everything to try to make my parents happy. i joined the talent show in seventh grade..none of them showed up, not my parents, not anyone. just my friends, of course, they have been there for me through everything. i guess, one can say i started to really become insecure in the eight grade. the eight grade is the grade when everyone discovers themselves before they hit high school.
i was always made fun of, i had about two male friends that that was it, and a few friensly peers. i could just remember sitting down in the lunch room, wanting to be sitting at the crowded table with the people that wanted nothing to do with me. so i never really cared for myself, i always put others before me since then. now i am the same way at age seventeen. i have had one boyfriend once, when i was in the ninth grade. turns out i was just some silly bet. i'm not use to the whole relationship thing, and some might find it ridiculous since i am seventeen going on eighteen. now i can only hope that i keep up my good grades and finish highschool well off, college is the only chance i've got of making something out of myself. i hope i dotn screw it up.
anything else?high school student.
hey! my name is KEARA, and i've been roleplaying for FOUR years. my character's play-by is SELENA GOMEZ.
isolde sat down under the tree, looking up at the stars. sometimes she just needed to get away from the house, and sure, she could always go hang out with her friends but she was a strong believer in 'me' time. she had to have some time for herself. even if it involved just gazing up at the stars, she had been at the park for awhile, most of her friends had left and there she was, still here. she wasnt going anywhere. they had all went to go to some party and she didn't go. parties weren't her scene, but she felt like that would change very soon. she was tired of being miss 'cute' or miss 'innocent', her life was very boring and simple compared to others. maybe not her past but her life all together. her past was pretty complicated,she was born and raised in brazil. her mother worked so hard to get money for their family and so did her father. but her father was hit by a drunk driver, and he didn't recover. she was in the 5th grade when this happened. she didn't know how she felt when her mother met a new man and they started acting while they where in brazil. then he moved back to new york, because of business. and soon enough here she was, out here as well. she did hold a small grudge against her mother for falling in love with another man. she will never forget her father, her father was a good man and didnt deserve to die. she didnt mind her step father, he was a good man too. but she had a grudge against him and her mother, him for being the man she moved on with. she just wished her father was okay now, now that he was in heaven. no one could ever hurt him again, no one could tell him he couldnt do something, or be the person he wanted to. sometimes she dreamt about her father. when she was a little girl she was always a fathers girl, her father had been her favorite out of her parents. she couldn't help it, she didnt feel like her mother understood her. her mother was all work, no play, and all that work got her mother nowhere. her father made time for her. she didnt feel to special out here, the only time she felt special was when she was acting. she loved stepping into the shoes of another, even if that person wasnt real. she loved the feeling she'd get from bringing that person to life. it was not like any other, she found it hard choosing between dance and acting. but she's been wanting to be an actress since forever, so that's what she chose eventually.
she looked at her watch, deciding it was time for her to go home, the park was cleared out and she had got lost in a day dream. she sighed, she hated when she did things like that. she was always distracted in some type of way. she got in her car and took out her keys from her black bag. once she did that she threw her black bag in the backseat and started up the car, thankfully it hadnt gave her any trouble. her car has been giving her trouble lately, when it came to starting up and she didnt know why. she was to lazy to take it to the shop, in all honesty. she had better things to do, like look at the stars..ppshh..okay maybe not so much..but come on, she bit her lip as she turned on her radio to her favorite pop station. she drove out of the central parks parking lot and she felt like it was all going to be okay. her car wasnt going to give her any trouble, thankfully. that was until she heard a strange noise and her car had broke down, before it did she pulled over to the curve. "aww man!" she sighed hitting her hand against the steering wheel.. "please dont do this..not now! oh my god this is just perfect timing isn't it?" she said, looking in her bag she had thrown in the back, she leaned over to look into it. what the hell! she had totally forgot to bring her cellphone. she sighed in frustration sitting forward in her seat, she'd just have to walk to the nearest phone box, but she doubted there was one anywhere close form here. grabbing her bag and slipping her keys into it she waled down the sidewalk.
it didnt take to long for her to notice someone walking her direction. he didn't seem like the type of persons he'd talk to, mainly because of how he looked. she had her on some very expensive heels, diamond necklace, earings, a black and white striped shirt, and some black skinny jeans. she did enjoy dressing casual but adding on the jewelery as well. she was about 5 feet in front of him, he looked sort of familiar. then he had opened up his mouth to tell her something that made her stop in front of him. she was sort of hesitant to even look at the guy, i mean it was late, well not too late but close to it. so why would he want to help her fix her car? you couldn't trust to many people, but izzy being the naive girl she was simply smiled. "no, no..its fine. i can walk. i'm sure you have better things to do than try to figure out whats wrong with my car...its been acting stupid lately. i just need a new one!" she said with a bit of laughter at the end. "i'm isolde by the way"
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she looked at her watch, deciding it was time for her to go home, the park was cleared out and she had got lost in a day dream. she sighed, she hated when she did things like that. she was always distracted in some type of way. she got in her car and took out her keys from her black bag. once she did that she threw her black bag in the backseat and started up the car, thankfully it hadnt gave her any trouble. her car has been giving her trouble lately, when it came to starting up and she didnt know why. she was to lazy to take it to the shop, in all honesty. she had better things to do, like look at the stars..ppshh..okay maybe not so much..but come on, she bit her lip as she turned on her radio to her favorite pop station. she drove out of the central parks parking lot and she felt like it was all going to be okay. her car wasnt going to give her any trouble, thankfully. that was until she heard a strange noise and her car had broke down, before it did she pulled over to the curve. "aww man!" she sighed hitting her hand against the steering wheel.. "please dont do this..not now! oh my god this is just perfect timing isn't it?" she said, looking in her bag she had thrown in the back, she leaned over to look into it. what the hell! she had totally forgot to bring her cellphone. she sighed in frustration sitting forward in her seat, she'd just have to walk to the nearest phone box, but she doubted there was one anywhere close form here. grabbing her bag and slipping her keys into it she waled down the sidewalk.
it didnt take to long for her to notice someone walking her direction. he didn't seem like the type of persons he'd talk to, mainly because of how he looked. she had her on some very expensive heels, diamond necklace, earings, a black and white striped shirt, and some black skinny jeans. she did enjoy dressing casual but adding on the jewelery as well. she was about 5 feet in front of him, he looked sort of familiar. then he had opened up his mouth to tell her something that made her stop in front of him. she was sort of hesitant to even look at the guy, i mean it was late, well not too late but close to it. so why would he want to help her fix her car? you couldn't trust to many people, but izzy being the naive girl she was simply smiled. "no, no..its fine. i can walk. i'm sure you have better things to do than try to figure out whats wrong with my car...its been acting stupid lately. i just need a new one!" she said with a bit of laughter at the end. "i'm isolde by the way"
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