Post by ronniejay on Apr 14, 2010 2:03:41 GMT -5
CERISE PAISLEY GARNIER
FULL NAME: cerise paisley garnier
NICKNAMES: cherry. pais. rise/reese.
AGE: twenty-five
PREFERENCE: straight
HOMETOWN: manhattan, new york
CLASS STATUS: upper class.
CURRENT STATUS: married.
MEMBER GROUP: resident.
PLAY BY: scarlett johansson
FAVORITE FOOD?
" i enjoy just about any or all pastas. if i can be specific, spaghetti is rather high on my list. oh, when it has just the right amount of sauce and meatballs, it is delectable. other foods that i would eat more than others are lasagna, and home made pizza. i make some of the greatest home made pizza and lasagna. all from scratch, even though it becomes tedious and time consuming. "
ARE YOU A VIRGIN?
" i am married. does that happen to answer your question? haha. no, but really. i lost my virginity when i was seventeen. after prom, like tradition states. "
FAVORITE COLOR?
" purple. it is such a royal color and can go with quite a few other colors. however, my favorite color tends to change according to my mood from time to time. "
HAVE YOU EVER EMBARRASSED YOURSELF?
" oh, yes. in front of my husband's parents. i did not know they were visiting early, so i walked out in front of them in nothing but a bra and panties. they have made sure that i do not live that moment down. ugh. "
FAVORITE DRINK?
" red wine. i do not enjoy caffeinated beverages. i like water, but i love wine more. now, i am no alcohol by any measure, near or far. i refuse most other drinks, if they're not water or wine. i believe the taste of tea is revolting, along with those drinks loaded with sugar. "
WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN FIVE YEARS?
" still married, with a kid or two. at least i hope that is where i am in five years. i love my husband, even if he does not show me a lot of affection in return. i do not know what happened between us. i guess the flame just burnt out. i wish i could bring it back, but it's impossible if he's not helping out. "
FAVORITE HOLIDAY?
" july 4th. i love sitting out and watching the fireworks. i could do without the loud bangs, but the colors are always so magnificent and eye catching. i cannot help but enjoy the holiday. "
WHAT'S ONE THING MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU?
" well. i'm having an affair. it is just because of the fact my husband refuses to pay a lick of attention to me. so i get that attention from someone else. i still do love my husband, however. i wish he would realize i need attention. sure, we have our moments. but that's just a small fraction of the time. "
DO YOU PREFER THE NIGHT OR THE DAY?
" day. there is always so much more to do during the day, rather than in the middle of the night. i do not go to clubs and i refuse to go to bars. if i want to drink, i will drink at home. "
NAME A FANTASY?
" actually having my husband pay attention to me. isn't that sad? we're married, and i just think he does not care anymore. not enough to save our relationship. i just want the old us back. from when i was nineteen and first met him. maybe i'm just silly, however. "
the halls in the school were unusually quiet. it was littered with a preppy girl here and some loner sulking down the hallway, skipping class. those were just a few people from the small selection. however, one person that was content, sitting inside a quiet, nearly empty library was calypso lemodetis. sat in front of her were different books on greek heritage. there weren't much, none of the minimal and cryptic information seemed to be soaking into her mind. the brain was supposed to be a sponge calypso's ass. but as hard as it was to understand, she still sat and read all of it. maybe if her eyes gazed over the information a few times, it would miraculously stick inside of her head. with the determination she was showing, it would seem like she had an exam to cram for. the reason was quite the opposite. calypso's mother was greek, and a very proud greek at that. the large amount of pride had not been passed down to calypso, sadly. so she had a plan of attack to send the small, fragile girl known as cal to learn some things about her heritage. it was not that cal was not proud of being greek. she loved it. it was just that the girl never formulated an idea to actually learn.
if calypso could think about the same thing for more than three seconds, it would be a miracle. she was a ditz and could not think properly. some people regarded her as absent minded, and no one blamed them for those thoughts. she let out a loud sigh and slammed her head down into one of the books. it was alright for her to do -- not like she could lose more brain cells or anything. if she were to, she would be dipping into negative numbers. that just wasn't possible, right? there was only one person that she knew who could easily teach her a bit of information. the language, possibly, too! but cal had been much too lazy to go on any kind of a search and rescue to just talk to him for a bit. chrysovalantis athanasios was his name. calypso and him did not exactly have a dramatic history by any extent. he had actually been her first. first as in first sexual experience. for her, that was not a big deal, however. most people would find it awkward to talk to someone you had slept with. cal, however? she was friends with people that she slept with all the time.
just like a large amount of people, her first time had been significant. there had been no real reasoning behind it. no relationship or anything. it was a simple hookup, but that did not make it any less interesting. it had been a first, and she would never find a reason to complain about it. flipping a few pages, it seemed that whatever history book she was reading had finished explaining things on the greek culture. she could have asked her mother to tell her some stuff. but this was cal, and she would always have a hard time staying tuned in. a doorknob had a longer attention span than her. hell, a doorknob probably held more intelligence than her, also. frustrated, she quickly slammed the book shut and mentally kicked herself. damn it, even things that weren't too hard to learn seemed so complicated to her. how on earth she even was a junior was beyond her. she stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. cal would just be a sitting duck until the bell for classes rang and she was dismissed.
hey, it's ronnie jay and this gal has been at it for
seven years now. they are eighteen years old.
