Post by AMANDA KATRINA TUMLIN on Jun 13, 2012 16:02:40 GMT -5
amanda katrina tumlin
what is your name ,
"my names amanda katrina tumlin and i really don't do nicknames. very few people can call me by a nickname and if they use one i don't like, i'll harm them. well not really, but i'll be upset and a lot of people say im pretty damn scary when upset. so any use of nicknames will be the death of you."
what is your date of birth ,
"my birthday is july seventh and i was born the year of nineteen ninety five."
how old does this make you ,
"why are you so nosy? that makes me sixteen years of age. obviously. i didn't think counting was brain surgery."
what degree of education to you acquire ,
"i currently am a junior in high school because i was cool and got to skip a grade. its called being smart and doing extra work. its pretty easy peasy if you ask me."
where are you currently employed ,
"my 'employer' would be myself, im a singer in a tiny garage band. we play some really small gigs here and there but its more for our own enjoyment then much else."
who is your claim to fame ,
"people come to say that i look a lot like avril lavigne and i don't really care what they say. im amanda fucking tumlin and i'm my own dam person! plus she's pretty hot so its all good."
where were you born ,
"i was born in a really small town in washington state by the name of marrowstone. i only lived there for about ten years of my life."
where were you raised ,
"well i was raised in the same small town up until i was ten and my grandma said fuck this, well in more or less the same words, and moved us to the sunny city here in californa."
what is your ethnicity ,
"well my mom was a drugged up prostitute and i didn't get much out of her, her parents are unknown to me. however i do know my grandfather's side was about 50/50 in the facts that they rain from england, as well as from russia. my dad's mom, well her whole family were a bunch of spaghetti eating italians. what that makes me, im not sure but it makes me a bunch of something."
what languages do you speak ,
"i can speak english, i learned it since birth like anyone else would. now my grandma taught me some italian and i know how to read and speak it as well as write it. i learned that since i was a child as well. it was kind of how i grew up, learning both english and italian. as for any languages, i took spanish in school and i can speak it a bit but i sound like a total white girl."
what do we see in when we look at your eyes ,
"my eyes are a natural bluish grey and it changes depending on the light. its usually more grey than blue. there not huge and round but there aren't too thinned out either. i don't wear contacts or glasses. i just have eyes and 20/20 vision."
whats the deal with that hair ,
"did you just fucking say that? you do not fuck around like that, my hairs my fucking life and you better learn that you don't say shit. my hair is a natural dirty blonde color, i dye it though quite often. i usually make it a bleach blonde with some form of color up in it. its curly but i also straighten it, it flows past my breasts and i like it that long. right now, my hair is its natural color."
how tall are you ,
"im really short actually and i don't mind being so, i consider myself fun sized. okay im five feet two inches. happy?"
how much do you weigh ,
"do i really have to tell you everything? god your nosy. one hundred and twenty two would be the number's you'll read on a scale if i stepped on it."
overall describe your looks ,
"i have actually, quite a few tatts and i'll list them here. a star on my left wrist, on the insides of my left wrist are a music note and a d in a heart. the d stands for damian and don't ask why i have that. on my right wrist i have a 30 but thats a personal meaning and a lightening bolt when the last harry potter movie came out. i also have the word fuck on my rib cage. there are small stars hidden all over my body but a big outline on my right hip. on my neck i have the words 'i am not what i am.' its a quote from othello spoken by iago and i felt he fit me well. i have quite a few piercings as well, they would consist of my ears, double pierced, my belly button is pierced and i have a stud in my nose."
what is your overall sense of style ,
"im usually seen in jeans, a shirt, a hoodie and some boots, thats just what im comfortable in. i do like to dress up from time to time and wear a dress. don't expect to see that part often because i don't really like to wear them unless its needed. pink is something often worn on my body, that or lime green. i always wear boots or sneakers, never flats or heels. even if it doesn't look good, i honestly could care less. my sense of style is my own and im more than happy to do what i want when i want to do it.
what are your strengths ,
"i have a lot of strengths in my opinions. one of those things would be my music. i love everything that has to do with music and its just so amazing. i play piano and guitar and i also sing. my intelligence and my determination are also some strengths of mine. im currently a sophomore, taking all my junior classes online. serious and practical are things i feel are my strengths as well as my ability to just speak my mind and be who i am, with no problems either way. i'd call that, opinionated."
what are your weaknesses ,
"now im not usually one to admit my weaknesses but i guess i have to? fine. one, would be cooking. i fucking suck and it sucks and i love food and its hell to be bad at it. but my grandmother seems to enjoy making me food so i let her. im stubborn and reckless. my tendency to care about everyone i meet, though i try to hide that and i manage sometimes. you don't want to show your weaknesses after all. the very last thing would be justin beiber. don't you dare speak of any of these things or i'll slit your throat."
what are things you acquired a liking for ,
"i have a lot of different likes and guess i'll tell you about them. ustin beiber, music, food, alcohol, my bandmates, knife throwing, working out, homework, school, reading, shakespeare and othello, egging people on, my guitar, my hair and dressing up. i like the smell of coffee in the morning, bacon cooking on the stove, i also like the smell of antiseptics and a clean home. i love to eat eggs, bacon, and breakfast food but im also an icing kind of gal. i like to the feel of skin on skin, also i have a thing for spiders and clowns. thats all you need to know about me."
what are things you did not acquire a liking for ,
"i hate swimming and the idea of being in water because, well its a long story. i don't like judgmental people because they can be fucking dicks. i hate the taste of coffee, sweet tea disgusts me, vegetables are a girls worst enemies, cake and chocolate are fucking gross. if anyone touches my hair, i freak out on them because its my prize possession. squished bugs make me want to barf and so does the smell of body odor is just..ugh. and if you must know, i very much despise my mother and everything she is known to be."
what is this we here about you ,
"well i don't really dabble in that stupid gossips shit, but im a curious girl and my curiosity seems to get the best of me sometimes. so i may have heard my name and so i listened in and found out they think i slept with my backup guitarist. i find it funny that people could say that shit, when they do not have a clue who i am or anything about me and its really whatever. i won't tell you if its true or false because you'll have your own opinions anyway and it'd be a waste of breath on my part, so i'll just ignore it and go on with my life. thats just who i am."
what is your personality like ,
"arrogant: i come off arrogant sometimes because i just act like im better than people. im amanda fucking tumlin and i let people know that when the times right and its just who i am and im not about to be like 'bitch im lower than you' its not me. i don't take people's shit and if your some 'popular bitch' so be it im not about to let you get all up in my shit and boss me the hell around.
fierce and dangerous: well i don't try to scare people but i know how to use a knife and im pretty good at protecting myself if its necessary. i may be small but i spend a lot of time in a gym and thats pretty much that. i may look small and all bark but let me tell you i got a bit of a bite and im not afraid to use it ether. so, yes i can be a fierce fighter and i know how to fight. i've been taught by my best friend damien and i always read my dad's medical books, so i know whats up and where things hurt more. im small and dangerous, its who i am.
opinionated: i don't let keep my opinions on people to myself and i may sound bitchy but i just feel like honesty IS the best policy. if your my friend, i'll tell you the shit you don't want to hear because either way you NEED to hear it and im not about to let you walk around and get yourself in trouble or do something dumb. if you don't take what i say to heart and just ignore it, then that's on you and you can live your life however you may. i won't have it on my conscious because i warned you.
stubborn: when i set my mind to something, i don't give up on it. its probably how come i have yet to make any friends here because i don't want them. i don't let people change my mind if i'm dead set on something, even if its harmful tomy health. i do what i want, when i want, how i want, where i want and with whom i want to do it with. there's no making me do something because im a hardheaded mother fucker and i'll be the first to say it because its who i am and i just don't give a rat's ass about what you have to say on the matter.
secretive: i have a lot of secrets, and sure i let you know them but it doesn't mean im about to go tell the whole fucking world about them. secrets are what makes things interesting because you can find out about them. if you knew everything about everyone, you wouldn't want to get to know them because you would know them already.
smart: im as smart as it gets and sure it seems concieted and arrogant because it is. not many people these days put there minds to something and do the best they can. people tend to half ass everything they do and im not one of those girls. i do everything all the way and i don't care what people think on the matter. i threw myself into school for the longest and i know a lot of different things because of my reading. i've read a lot of my father's medical school books and i know a lot more than a doctor and so i never go. im currently a sophomore and taking all my sophomore classes as well as a bunch of my junior classes online.
protective: this is not something shown often because i tend to keep a lot of people at arms length. though i do manage to still find friends in people and i get really protective of them. im not about to let them go do something dumb! if they refuse to listen to me when i warn them, then i'll do whatever it takes to make sure they don't get hurt. i just don't like to see people all sad and shit because i care about them and it'd make me sad and i just don't like seeing that shit.
creative: im very creative when it comes to my musical skills because i write a bunch of songs. all the songs that we play, i wrote them. the lyrics and everything with of course help from all my bandmates. its not just my music, its there's too. but i do write my own personal things all for myself and those are kind of a hidden specialty and a lot calmer and softer than the stuff we play at gigs and in damien's garage.
lazy: laziness is a word used to describe many teenagers these days and im one of those teenagers. usually im known tos stay in my bed with a good book and my guitar because i like it there. i do dance from time to time in the privacy of anywhere that's private. but for the most part if you ask me to get up and do something with you, i'll probably say no. im just known to kind of be a big lazy woman when i choose to be but if i like you or your close to me, i'll get up anyway but i'll give you some shit for making me move.
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who is your father ,
"you want to know about my father? his name was alexander thomas tumlin and he isn't in my life and i never knew him. now, before you go say all this shit about him and say he's a douche and doesn't take care of his family. your wrong. he took great care of us, so may nana said, he just died trying to take care of some other people at a bar. there was a bar fight, he was stabbed and he bled out. i was only three, so i never met him."
who is your mother ,
"my mother's name is andrea marie tumlin and she's been a single mom for quite sometime. she pretty much just used my father and i guess i'll explain all of that later. she's the age of thirty-nine and she's an ugly ass slut. now, before you go all judging me and saying shit about me talking about my mom like some rude ass teenager. im telling the truth. she's a meth addicted prostitute and she wasn't the woman who raised me. that was my grandmother and i don't talk to her anymore."
who is or are your sibling(s) ,
"im an only child."
who are your other relatives of importance ,
"theres only one person of importance in my life and that would be my nana. her names lucinda marcia tumlin and she's about 60 years old. she doesn't make a lot of money working her job but its a job she's been doing for most her life. she's a wedding planner and well, i love her dearly even if we aren't super rich and im fine with that. we are close, she's my best friend and she taught me everything i know."
what is already written in your book of history ,
"i guess to start off my story, i'll have to explain my parents and how they met. though if this is true or not is unknown to me but its what i've been told. there's two different stories, the one my mom told me and one my grandmother told me. personally i believe my grandmother but i'll give you both sides. my mom's side would be that they were in love and high school sweethearts and got married right after high school because they were in love and then three years later they had a beautiful daughter named amanda katrina. now my grandmother's side is that my mom was a slut, slept with my dad and faked a pregnancy to keep him around and he was too nice to divorce her and then three years later she produced the real love of his life. me.
both of them agreed on one thing though, that my dad was studying to be a surgeon and that he wold have been the best surgeon of all time. he had books galore in our home and he was studying things he didn't really need to study. my nana always said i had my father's determination and drive and im proud of that fact. sure, i didn't know him but from what i've been told. i'm proud to be his daughter and i hope to make him happy in my life though im doubting that with what's happened so far but that's why i plan to become the surgeon that he couldn't be.
now, i dont' remember the man because he died when i was the bright age of three. he was at a bar after a long day at school and it was just a once thing. he hardly went to the bar, if he wanted a beer after school. well he'd go to the store. there was a fight and it was a bad one and my nana said my father was a good man. and one who didn't like violence and so he was stabbed and you'd think that i wouldn't touch a knife knowing this but its my protection. my protection from being dead like my father and something i need. he might not be proud of it but its me and if he loved me like she always said, then it wouldn't matter.
now after that the story begins to get a bit complicated. i was raised by grandmother because my mom was supposedly working two jobs. this might have been true at first but she didn't have any degree. she let my dad do all the working for so long that she didn't have any skills but opening up her legs. so she used that to get money and my nana said at first she just let me believe my mom was a good woman, but when i got older. well it became pretty apparent what my mom was and it disgusted me.
but that was okay, i didn't need her in my life because i had my grandmother lucinda and she loved me as much as anyone could love a child. she did a lot for me and she's the reason im so passionate with music. she's the reason i sing and though she didn't know guitar, she did teach me how to play the piano, i taught myself guitar later on, but we'll get to that. for now its about how wonderful my grandmother is and she was the best. always juggling me and her own job that she had, and making it work well. my mother's slutty money didn't get used onmuch but rent because my grandmother didn't find it fit that a child was to play with toys bought by her mother spreading her legs open for all the guys in town.
when i was ten, well my life was very changed and i like to think for the better. my mother tried to get me to leave home with her to go to work and meet her friends and well, my grandmother always knew what was up and she stopped my mom. now, my mom got pissed and hit my nana and don't think she backed down. the woman's a tumlin and we are strong, and we don't back down and so my grandmother hit her back. i was a proud granddaughter, especially when she told my mom to shove all those dicks straight up her ass. so we packed our stuff and we moved here. why you may ask? my grandmother knew a friend who lived in huntington beach and she took care of us until we got on our feet.
we made a life here and we were happy and i met people and i began to practice my knife throwing and i started learning how to play guitar as well. my best friend damien taught me and he's my guitarist in our band and the cofounder. we met in school and we instantly clicked. first it was kind of a back and forth banter thing and it was fun and when we hit high school, it became a more of a sexual tension kind of thing. at least in my opinions anyway. but i didn't really let it kind of go anywhere and we started our band our freshman year with two other people we love and care for.
we are kind of a garage band, we play at damien's house a lot and people come and listen to us and we play some gigs here and there. then this past summer, we did a party and well i was a drunk mess and he kissed me and i kind of fucked him and lost my virginity. i mean, sure i've been drunk and i'm known to get kind of slutty and flirtatious but that was the first time i ever did anything. so yes, now you know the rumors true. whatever.
also i met two lovely girls by the name of isabelle and hope and we do some stuff you'll hear about later but im as close to them as i am to damien."
what is your secret life ,
"you want to know what my secret is? well i would need a good reason to tell but as long as you shut up, i guess i could let you know. if you speak this, you will not have the lovely organ you love so much. now to the secret i guess, i dance. yeah you are probably all 'oh you dance so what thats not a big deal.' well it is to me. i'm a punk rocker, i shouldn't be dancing to pop and things that i don't let people know i dance to. yes, one of those things is justin bieber. so what, judge all you want but don't say a fucking word.
as for who knows, its only my two best friends. hope and izzy. that's it. they are who i do 'dance parties'with and so they know because i trust them. you could ask why i dont tell damien and i have my reasons! he's the guy i like and the girl who is his friend and he likes the me he knows. the sarcastic, threatening, joking, flirty, hard girl he knows. not the fluffy, funny, caring dancing girl he has never met before and so i keep that part of me a secret and i trust hope and izzy to not tell a soul!"
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what is that past love life look like ,
"i dated no girls and i guess i've dated a guy or two but it was more of a one date then the pissed me off and i never went on another date again. i also had sex with damien, but you know that."
what does the current love life look like ,
"im currently single and proud to be though i guess i crush on damien?"
what does your friendships say about you ,
"i didn't have many friends back in washington and now i have a bit. hope jean, isabelle parker and damien are my best friends! i also have my bandmates, and hope's brother connor."
what does being an enemy say about you ,
"my mom would be an enemy and you could considere damien was one once? since we fought all the time. i don't get along with a lot of people because they tend to get on my nerves but i care a lot so enemies is a confusing thing when it comes to me."
what is your name ,
"my name is belle"
how old are you ,
"im a million years of age. nah, im eighteen"
what are you ,
"im a chainsaw massacre who is a female"
how long have you been roleplaying ,
"uh maybe three years?
where did you find us ,
"marie(;"
what time zone are you in ,
"eastern"
what is the general length of your threads ,
"um you know it depends d: my average is usually around 400-500. i can make it up to 600-700 every once in awhile. few times i've gotten up to about a thousand and so on."
what is an example of a post you have done ,
some of it might just be anger but right now she hated adrian miller's guts and she wanted to smack him and stab him and hurt him just like he did her. yet, at the exact same time, she still just wanted him to rush to her aid, just like he had always done before. it was just too much to handle right now. she couldn't stand him but she loved him and it kind of made her head spin with the words he said to her. 'slut..whore...alex...' so many words that caused a pain in her heart by just a thought alone. of course he hurt her really bad, she loved him and he practically emotionally abused her and she still wanted him back. she never thought she'd be this kind of girl, crying over some boy who hurt her. no she was stronger than that but right now she was broke. everything about her was broke right now and only she could build herself back to the girl she was before. the only question was, could she ever trust him not to hurt her again?
no the blonde meant every last word that came out of her mouth right now. maybe it was anger, maybe it wasn't anger. either way, right now she hated the miller boy's guts. she loved him and wanted his protection but he only hurt her. hurt her badly. yeah she kind of deserved it and maybe that was what hurt more but either way she couldn't handle it. "no i mean it hope. how do you forgive someone for calling you a slut? someone you love?" she never thought she'd be put through this and she never thought sh'ed be in love but here she was. heartbroken and pained. she wanted to move and push the button and see if he still loved her too. "how do i know if he loves me? do i just click the button or do i break the necklace and move on?" that was the question that was paining her right now, and she had no clue how to deal with it.
of course her best friend made sense right now. she really should take care of herself first. but what she wanted was to be taken care of by adrian. no..she didnt want that either. she took in deep breath, she had to listen to her best friend. that was what she had to do. she trusted hope with her life and she trusted her advice and opinions. plus if she wanted to be the strong girl she was before, she needed to work on herself and not sit here and mope over some guy. thats not what she would have done a year ago. she wiped her eyes, and looked down at the ground and just nodded.
pulling her legs up to her she smiled at her friend, "no i hate this all. i wish it was last year when i wasn't easily hurt and pained. before so much shit happened and i hated everyone's guts." the past would be her heaven. she missed being strong and bitchy and now she was broke and almost sweet but not? no, she was still just as bitchy but she cared now..she wished she didn't but she did. "i knew there was a reason i didn't want to care," she whispered, her hand over the place where her necklace once lay, tears still in her eyes.
no the blonde meant every last word that came out of her mouth right now. maybe it was anger, maybe it wasn't anger. either way, right now she hated the miller boy's guts. she loved him and wanted his protection but he only hurt her. hurt her badly. yeah she kind of deserved it and maybe that was what hurt more but either way she couldn't handle it. "no i mean it hope. how do you forgive someone for calling you a slut? someone you love?" she never thought she'd be put through this and she never thought sh'ed be in love but here she was. heartbroken and pained. she wanted to move and push the button and see if he still loved her too. "how do i know if he loves me? do i just click the button or do i break the necklace and move on?" that was the question that was paining her right now, and she had no clue how to deal with it.
of course her best friend made sense right now. she really should take care of herself first. but what she wanted was to be taken care of by adrian. no..she didnt want that either. she took in deep breath, she had to listen to her best friend. that was what she had to do. she trusted hope with her life and she trusted her advice and opinions. plus if she wanted to be the strong girl she was before, she needed to work on herself and not sit here and mope over some guy. thats not what she would have done a year ago. she wiped her eyes, and looked down at the ground and just nodded.
pulling her legs up to her she smiled at her friend, "no i hate this all. i wish it was last year when i wasn't easily hurt and pained. before so much shit happened and i hated everyone's guts." the past would be her heaven. she missed being strong and bitchy and now she was broke and almost sweet but not? no, she was still just as bitchy but she cared now..she wished she didn't but she did. "i knew there was a reason i didn't want to care," she whispered, her hand over the place where her necklace once lay, tears still in her eyes.
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this application was created by marie , specifically for a beautiful life! do not steal the application or she'll find you and report you to proboards! she stayed up late working on this and she created it on her phone which is hard in and of itself. she will also sick belle and brianna on you as well. one plays with saws and the other won't be a georgia peach if you take from us..you don't want to see her when she's not peachy! thanks lovies(: