Post by ida on Jun 21, 2011 22:24:52 GMT -5
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[/i] ida lisa rosewater, you twat.name
nicknames[/i] e.
birthday[/i] january 29, 1989.
birthplace[/i] london
ethnicity[/i] african american.
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how long have you been in new york? and why?[/i]
---- since sunday, 'cause i needed to meet some yanks.
does it meet your expectations?[/i]
---- it's class, yea.
and your favorite thing about it?[/i]
---- woody allen.
if there was one thing that you could take with you, what would it be? [/i]
---- they have this chip truck, but it's like a schnitzel truck. so good.
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BACKGROUND CHECK
name[/i] lacey rosewater
age[/i] forty-six
relationship[/i] biological mother
---- .. i really don't know what went wrong with my ida, she was such a perfectly unusual child. which may sound awful, but truly it was magnificent. she was always catching bugs and putting them in vases, she'd know the type of every insect. my ida would build forts in the yard out of sticks, and go camping with the dog, she would sing billie hoilday while dancing in floral overalls. she's grown so distant.
name[/i] gerard kingston
age[/i] thirty-nine
relationship[/i] french teacher
---- um, ida rosewater? inappropriate, would be an ideal word for her. i don't know how to describe such incidents without being outright, and mixing myself in the wrong. time given for studying was apparently better spent flipping through magazines, and giggling with friends. and truly, that's how it started off. full of life, laughter, endless energy. things soon got strange when ida began making suggestive remarks.. and, i don't know. things got out of hand really quickly. so i had to request she be moved after, uh. i probably shouldn't go any further. you know those electric collars that you put on dogs? miss. rosewater needed to fix herself up with one of those.
name[/i] jerome west.
age[/i] twenty-three.
relationship[/i] best friend.
---- i remember when i met ida b, it was back in math class, sixth or seventh grade. we weren't seated next to each other, cause you know, 'r' and 'w' aren't next to each other in the alphabet. but she was being a chatty kathy and got moved next to me. whatever. that was cool. she was really.. mature for a chick that age. in a physical way, clearly. her boobs were the first i saw, a part of me hopes they're the last i see too. but enough of that. she's really fucking annoying, in the sense that she doesn't listen at all. if you asked me who the top most annoying people i've ever met were.. i'd say.. ida, ida b, ida rose, ida unfortunate rosewater. she's a little bitch. only caring about herself, not caring when her best friends are looking out for her. because no, she's gods gift to man, and god would never hurt this gift. only not. because he will. and i'll say i told you so and win. so at this stage in her life, she needs to learn to listen.
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