Post by gisele taylor on Jul 24, 2008 13:45:36 GMT -5
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[/size]Cause I'm comin' home,
I'm comin' home,
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hello, the name's, gisele jazz taylor
but people tend to call me, gisele , tay tay , smiley
I turned , sixteen
on , july first
so that means I've been ( attending ) , blair academy.
when the days over i like me some , hetero / boys
[/color][/font][/size]I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
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well, my hair is,
brown
and I love my eyes, they're, dark brown
and my skin colors this really cool, tan
mainly because I'm , hispanic / american
I measure up to , five foot one
no Seattle Sutton's for me ! the scale says , one hundred and four
but it's kind of cool that I have , killer smile.
and my style blows yours away , gisele likes to wear clothes she's comfortable in. she kind of dresses weird for her age though. striped pants , converse , heels , jeans , t - shirts , vests ,etc.
so over - all ,
gisele has this really curly hair that she really doesn't do anything to. she'll sometimes straighten it but she, the majority of time has it down. its about medium length, down to her shoulders. she will sometimes put streaks of different colors in her hair but thats about it. she has never dyed her hair or anything. the only thing she really does to it is straighten it. but gisele prefers to have it curly and down her back.
gisele has these dark brown eyes that just hold a bunch of happiness in them. she likes her eyes a lot. they are a bit oval shaped but at the corners are more circular. she tends to wear a lot more make -up around her eyes and takes pride in her eyes. you can usually tell if she is really sad, because her eyes start to bunch up at the top and they immediately close.
gisele is kind of short for her age. but than again, she's only been living for sixteen years. but she does have a nice rack for fifteen. she's on the skinny side and kind of pale and tan at the same time. her mom doesn't really approve of her eating habits though. she stands at about five foot one, which is almost shorter than everyone at blair.
the most distinguishing features about her are probably her eyes and her smile. when she smiles, it lights up a room. she is just nice to everyone and her smile proves that. her eyes are usually happy all the time.
but people say I look like , selena gomez
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[/size]but I'd rather wake up beside you
and breathe that ol' familiar smell,
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[/i][/size][/color] because, i put too much faith in people and i get screwed over alot.
I love, her blog ,, writing ,, boys ,, kendal,, texas ,, los angeles ,, yogurt ,, ice cream ,, her dog ,, her new apartment ,, TV ,, running ,, cell phones ,, puppies ,, gold fish ,, calculators ,, lemonade ,, journals ,, books
but I really despise, boys ,, catty girls ,, drama ,, loud people ,, chipped fingernail polish,, hot dogs ,, giraffe's ,, CD's ,, pens ,, scary movies ,, slow internet ,, running away ,,
I personally think I'm pretty good at, nice ,, shy ,, flirts ,, understanding ,, caring ,,
though I should really work on , overly nice ,, flirts ,, can be too trusting ,, cute guys ,
people tend to tell me I'm ,
nice[/font] because, i like helping people and i'm generally a good person.
sweetheart[/font] because, i don't really like to date and that can be a problem. [/ul][/font]
but basically, I'm ,
unpredictable ; if you could say just one thing about gisele’s personality it would probably be unpredictable. As explained before, her personality will change from day to day, usually depending on what mood she is in, and not the kind of mood changes that come around each month either. She’ll do what she wants, say what she wants, without any warning at all. One day she might be the sweetest girl on earth, the next she might be the bitch from hell. She’d be the kind of girl you see eating a big mac instead of a salad and water, there’s just the quirky things like that about her that make her unpredictable in more ways than one. But then, what did you ever learn from judging people too quickly? Spontaneous, perhaps, is another thing you could call it. A lot of things gisele does it made upon a spur of the moment decision, also adding to the list of points that tend to throw people off a little while getting to know her.
down to earth ; once you’ve got gisele as a friend, then you know that she’ll always be there for you no matter what. As many people would like to say she’s practical though, well that doesn’t quite fit in with it. That doesn’t mean she won’t be loyal, true, or genuine. She isn’t fake at all. She won’t change who she is about certain people to make her look like someone else, only for the simple fact that she doesn’t care if people won’t like her if she’s too loud, too bitchy, or whatever else may come. In a sense, Gisele is a really understanding kind of person. She’s been through a lot, and while she won’t try and put herself in someone else’s shoes to try and understand, she does do her best doing what she can.
blunt ; Gisele doesn’t put up with bullshit. She won’t put up with nonsense talk or people faking. Some people like to call this Gisele’s bitchier side though. She’s blunt and straight to the point. She won’t ‘sugar-coat’ the truth, not about anything. If she doesn’t like someone, or happens to think something of someone, she will tell them. In all honesty, she doesn’t give a damn what other people may think or say about her. Opinionated is one of the words a school teacher used to explain this to her father. ‘She’s a very opinionated, with a creative mind at that, too’ were the exact words spoken from the teacher’s lips. Of course, those words were just simply laughed off. Even if you’d only known Gisele for a day you’d know she was loud, blunt and opinionated – as it happens to be a major part of her personality that pushes it’s way through the rest. If she has something to say, she’ll say it, and make sure she’s heard too. Witty is another way put it. She has a sharp tongue, and always has a smart remark to anything said to her. It isn’t as if she goes around deliberately trying to offend people, these things just happen to come to her without any thought at all. And, without meaning to, Gisele will most likely come off as a bitch most of the time than not. Get to know her though and you’ll get used to it.
seductive ; and now comes the more sexually defined side of Gisele. You could say many things about this part of her and probably be right. If you were to say she was a slut though then you’d most definitely be in the wrong. Maybe one or two times too many she’s been called a slut, judged right on the spot there and then – and, trust me, it’s never ended up pretty. Despite that though, Gisele does love her men, and with her looks and charm never found it hard getting them too. She likes to tease the boys, which is another thing she’s never really found all that hard of a task. Simply, she’s a seductress. Never once in her life has she actually wanted something and never got it, which goes the same for boys. The only problem is that she’s always found it hard to keep a solid relationship between a guy. Now, whether that be because of her personality or actions it’s always had a different affect of Gisele than most girls. She likes affection but knowingly doesn’t need to be in a relationship to be stable.
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[/size]I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one ,
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I came from, dallas , texas
well my father .. ,
coming in at , forty three
he supported us by , cardiologist
all in all, he's pretty , a great dad.[/ul]
onto my mother ,
coming in at , forty two
she helped too, by , artist
in the end she's quite , great mom.[/ul]
and then they had kids ,
then it was time for my own ,
and my one and only pet(s) , n / a
the love life , n / a
& the good and the bad,
dallas , texas. what a wonderful place. thats where stephen and mary ann met each other and fell in love. it was almost fairy tale like. except with a one night stand and lots of alcohol. stephen was a player and when i say player, i mean a huge i -sleep - with - anything - that - moves, kind of player. he met mary ann at a bar and they immediately hit it off. well, it was more him putting the moves on her and she was already half way gone, so she really couldn't have made any decisions on her own. stephen took her back to his place and they ended up sleeping together. a few weeks later, mary ann missed her period. she was shocked but kind of excited at the same time. i mean, a child ! that was huge. it didn't matter to her. mary ann told stephen and at first, he wasn't that excited but than he saw the happiness on her face and he got excited.
on july eighth, mary ann gave birth to benjamin colin cohen. she was estatic. they raised him best they could. you could almost say that he was an experiment child. but years later, they found out that mary ann Was pregnant again. It was a joy and a nightmare at the same time. Benjamin was only five years old but they did want another child. After another nine months, they gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. They named her jazz betty cohen. At first, benjamin didn’t really like the fact that he has a younger sibling that needed more attention than him. But he just went on to do other things, like all little kids do.
Both benjamin and jazz were smart; growing up they enjoyed art and books. When benjamin hit the fifth grade, he got more interested into sports and girls. He thought books and art were girly things. When jazz hit first grade, she met her best friend. Callie Richards. They met in the chalk corner and started to talk about dolls and everything. After those first words, they became best friends forever. They promised each other that no one would get in between them. Be it girls or boys. They had almost everything in common. Except, jazz liked writing and callie liked to sing.
The two girls hung out every day, until the fifth grade. That’s when callie moved away, to los angeles. Jazz was devastated. She cried every day and begged her not to go. But the next week, callie did move away. Jazz had lost her best friend. Her brother thought she was being a baby but she just yelled at him. After that, she just stayed in her room and wrote. She even started a blog to talk about how she felt. That got her better at writing a lot. When she hit the seventh grade and girls started dating, she couldn’t. no matter how many boys asked her out, she always said no and went on her way. She finally figured it out. Jazz betty cohen was afraid of boys. Well, not shitting her pants afraid but more she couldn’t date them afraid. If callie was there, she would have talked to them for her but she wasn’t.
Her mom saw how depressed she was about callie leaving, that she let her move to los angeles. By herself, jazz boarded a plane and had all her stuff sent to her. Her mom got her a new puppy also and now jazz is living in los angeles, alongside her best friend. She is happy and hoping to get noticed as an author.
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[/size]but I understand your sadness so
I guess I should just hold my tongue ,
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[/size] hello, I'm jazz[/color]. I play gisele taylor[/color]and his/her playmates, persephone pacific[/color]. I myself have seen eighteen[/color]summers and I plan to see a lot more, living the good life up in central[/color]. I've been in this part of town for four , five years[/color], so I know the area pretty well. oh! and did I mention that blair ad[/color]told me about this island resort? he/she's a gorgeous thing. stalk me? well, my aim is n / a[/color], my msn's foodjunkiehxc@hotmail.com[/color], and my email's attendantofgas@yahoo.com[/color], . but, of course, you can always PM me. au revior !"[/size]
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hoping i'm the only one to frequent your dreams ,
i can't take another breath .
Jazz Cohen.
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i can't take another breath .
Jazz Cohen.
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Of course Jazz Cohen debated on whether or not to go to the beach. She closed her laptop with a loud slam and whirled around in her computer chair. Bailey did invite her and it would be rude if she didn't show up but it also crossed her mind that if she did go, that she might say something stupid or wrong. It was a curse, not being able to talk to a guy face to face. Jazz didn't have any type of problems talking to the female variety, it was much easier in fact. She barely made any new friends besides Noelle, but she figured that the girl befriended her on account of pity. Callie was Jazz's friend, well because they grew up together and they knew everything about each other. Just the other day, they had a small argument of Jazz changing for a guy. Jazz, for a fact knew that she wouldn't change who she was for anyone but herself. Jazz had always been afraid of the male gender, it was almost an irrational fear. She was pretty sure that it wasn't even classified as a fear! Of course she liked guys and all, but she couldn't have a real conversation with them unless it was over the computer or someone else did the talking. She remembered back in third grade where she liked some guy and couldn't find a way to talk to him, so instead Callie talked the entire period while Jazz just sat there and wrote. The young sophomore finally decided on heading to the beach. She, of course was still in her pajamas. It was crazy, it was nearly eleven and she was sitting in cookie monster pajamas. Even though she was sixteen, Jazz was still incredibly immature for her age. Look at Marie Von Trafften, the girl had a daughter and had twins on the way ! Let alone, she drank alcohol and had sex a lot. Jazz hadn't even had a sip of alcohol or slept with anyone. It took a lot more than sweet talking and a little liquor to get into her pants. Jazz had promised her mom that she would stay a virgin until she got married and she intended to keep it. No matter what. Jazz headed towards the bathroom, a towel on her arm and a CD in her hand. She always had a ritual playing music in the bathroom. Today's CD was a mixed one that she had made earlier in the week for Callie but hadn't been able to give it to her yet. Callie was way too busy with Jude and Marie that she barely hung out with her anymore. It kind of hurt Jazz in a way but she got over it.
The shower turned on and she stepped into the warm water. Ten minutes later, she stepped out and grabbed the towel hanging on the rack. She dried off as fast as she could and headed towards her dresser. Jazz probably wasn't the most organized person in the whole world , maybe that is why her dresser was basically a disaster area. She pulled out some capri's with holes in them , a ratty old t - shirt, a scarf , and some old beat up chucks from her mom a couple years ago. She headed towards her dresser and looked at the silver purity ring sitting on the top. Jazz chewed her bottom lip before grabbing it and putting it on her finger. She stuck out her hand like she was inspecting a wedding ring. It looked good on her, just like her mother said when she bought it for her when she turned fourteen. She grabbed a necklace and her cell phone before heading out the door. Jazz didn't live that far from where Bailey said he'd be but it would be about fifteen minutes before she actually got to the beach. Considering she hadn't gotten her driver's license yet and she walked or took the bus anywhere she went. But today, she decided to walk. It gave her a lot longer to think about actually going to the beach and this whole Bailey situation. Even though they talked for a short while, she felt that she knew him her entire life. He put her at easy and actually respected her decisions and opinions. Unlike the rest of the guys here, they just thought she was young and immature. They didn't respect her as a person and usually teased or harassed her. Jazz crossed the busy street, cell phone in pocket and hands by her side. Callie left for Texas and she didn't even know. Unfortunately , Jude was with Marie now and Jazz was just wondering if Callie was hurt at all. She saw the beach in the distance and her heart started beating fast. Jazz went back to their conversation in her head and smiled a bit before crossing another street. Marie said he was a nice guy and Jazz believed her. As the beach got closer and closer in her eyes, she got more and more nervous. A Camp Rock song ran through her head as the beach finally got to her. She stopped before stepping out onto the sand. Jazz looked at the beach, a small smile playing on her lips as she looked for Bailey. She didn't see him right away but than saw him a couple seconds later. Jazz put her head down and stepped out on the sand. Some guy bumped into her and he turned around and smiled at her before apologizing and running away to go join the game of Frisbee.
She walked toward Bailey, her nerves bouncing around like nobody's business. She was nervous as hell. Her hands started to sweat and she wiped them on the side of her pants. Bailey got closer and closer in her eyes and she finally reached him. Jazz turned around once to leave but than decided to stay. She tapped his shoulder and waited for him to turn around. "Hey Bailey."
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outfit , outfit.
status , done !
words , 1271
notes , alright, this post succccks ! D:
listening to , never too late - three days grace.
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