Post by william on Nov 13, 2011 23:57:39 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LWSqSNpIToc/TYZTxT60WjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kX0kRj5ZB6k/BlackWood.jpg); width: 437px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;] THE WILLIAM LAWRENCE TEITZ EDITION  NINETEEN , GRADUATE, LOCAL , BRADLEY JAMES "HELLO THERE. I'M SO GLAD YOU MADE IT HERE TODAY, BUT I'VE SEEM TO FORGOTTEN WHAT YOUR NAME WAS, IT WAS PAT... OR SOMETHING, RIGHT? NO, WELL, WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME IT THEN? FIRST, MIDDLE AND LAST, PLEASE. OH, AND PLEASE DO TELL ME ANY SCRUMPTIOUS NICKNAMES." you thought my name was pat? aren't pat's usually... i don't know... ugly? every pat i've ever met has been ugly, and this face - well it sure isn't ugly. my name is william lawrence teitz, as handsome as my face. but i don't like being called william - it's sound all english and formal, you know? i just liked being called will. back in high school the guys used to call me teitz, but not everyone. my mom calls me by my full name when she's mad with me. other than that, just will. "I HAVE TO SAY, THAT'S QUITE A NAME YOU GOT THERE. I DON'T THINK I'VE HEARD IT BEFORE. TELL ME, HAVE YOU ALWAYS LIVED IN PORTLAND OR HAVE YOU COME FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE?" you've never heard william before? have you been leaving in a cave? no, but really. there's been a bunch of people in history called william, i think, and another bunch of people who currently have the name william. pretty pathetic, not gunna lie. well anyways, i'm from toronto, canada. yes - i'm canadian. i remember it used to get really freaking cold up there, a kind of cold that not even portland people could know. i used to spend most of the year is snow boats and overcoats, helping my dad shovel snow out of the drive, or sledding down snow hills with my sister. it was nice sometimes, to come inside after a cold day and sit by the fire with the hot chocolate our mother made us. that's the best feeling, isn't it? when you can just get out of the cold, and relax. it's really pleasant. some of the places up there were really cool, like this movie theatre in town. i went there a few times with my sister when it was open, because it made her really happy. cheesy, i know, but whatever. anyways, we moved down here to portland about five years ago - when i was fourteen and about to turn fifteen. it was partway through my freshman year, but even so i still managed to fit in with locals. i've always been able to fit in. "OH, I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE. HERE, LET'S LIGHTEN UP THE TOPIC A LITTLE BIT. OUT OF ALL OF THE WORDS IN THE WORLD, WHICH FIVE DESCRIBE YOU BEST AND WHY?" you didn't make me feel uncomfortable - that takes a lot more than rehashing pleasant memories, my friend. out of all the words in the world? crap, that's a lot of words. hmm. i'd have to say my first trait would be my LOYALTY. when it comes to my friends and my family, i always put them first. if my sister's unhappy, then i'm going to do everything i can to make her happy again. if my best friends having a bad time, i'll try and help out. you know? little things that make people happy. i won't gossip, and i won't stab them in the back. loyalty is something that's really important to me, and i only make loyal friends usually. i'm really OPTIMISTIC when it comes to life. even from a younger age, i was always looking at the brighter side of the situation. oh, my house got robbed? well my insurance will get me new things - you know, stuff like that. i like to make the best of any situation, even when i really can't. my sister's told me about it multiple times. i'm kind of ARROGANT - and i know it. i carry myself with confidence, cause i mean - come on, look at me! my parents made a beautiful baby! i have reason to be arrogant, and you know what? i don't really care if people think i'm arrogant. uhh. i guess i'm IRRESPONSIBLE. my whole life, i've had troubling keeping up with things. i'm disorganized, and i usually don't care for my actions. i'll do something and then think about it, instead of thinking and preventing myself from doing something stupid. i'm kind of an impulsive person when it comes to these things, and i just dropped out of law school because i couldn't keep up. and the last thing? i'm pretty IMMATURE. i can't take things seriously - even when i know i need to. it's sort of a mindset that i can't snap out of, and i get a lot of shit because of it. people don't take me seriously, and it really pisses me off. "I'M NOT GOING TO LIE. YOU SEEM LIKE QUITE THE CATCH. I'M SURE YOU'RE ALWAYS BUSY, HUH? DO YOU LIKE WATCHING TELEVISION OR KNITTING? WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOURSELF?" quite the catch? why indeed, i sure fucking am. oops - excuse me language, it's slips out every now and then. and actually, i'm not that busy. i don't do much in my free time, to be frank. i don't knit - that's for the women, but i do watch television. all throughout high school i was on the football team, offensive captain my senior year, so i like to play that whenever i have free time. i was on a local hockey team too, and so i spent a lot of my time on the ice. i was pretty active. if there was a sport, i would try and play it. i'm pretty sure i've tried to play at least every sport known in existence. i also like to watch sports, so i do that in my free time. clubbing, that's always fun. i don't spend too much time doing it, but it's definitely fun. i really want to ride a motorcycle. oh - and i love to eat italian food. is that weird? and chinese. good stuff there. i don't like eating too much though, because that stuff makes you fat. also, i don't really like super foreign people. is that weird? ugh. i'm so weird. "YOU SOUND PRETTY FEARLESS, BUT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU'RE AFRAID OF. ANY JUICY SECRETS?" something i'm afraid of? growing up. i really don't want to grow up. if i could stay nineteen forever - hell, i'd give anything. "DON'T TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY, BUT ARE YOU GAY? I MEAN, IT WASN'T SOMETHING YOU SAID OR ANYTHING. I'M JUST A CURIOUS OLD BADGER. UM. WHAT DO YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE? IS THAT BETTER? I GUESS YOU DON'T HAVE TO ANSWER IF YOU DON'T WANT TO." gay? no! you dumbshit. do i look gay? maybe it's my finely polished hair or my fashion sense, but no - no. i am certainly not gay. and i do take offense to it - actually. so keep your trap shut... god. i'm completely and utterly straight. i'm so straight. when i was back in high school, i was pretty popular with the ladies, if you know what i mean. i wasn't really and bang and scram kind of guy - but i did have nights like that. i dated a ton of girls in high school, but they were all pretty meaningless. well - not meaningless, but you get what i mean. i hooked up with a couple of girls, and also had a few one night stands, but other than that i wasn't a whore. i was attracted to popular girls, and usually only just them. i like brunette's with lighter colored eyes, but that's just a personal preference. "ALRIGHT, ENOUGH WITH THE HEAVY STUFF. LET'S TALK ABOUT... MUSIC. I THINK YOU MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT POP OR HIP HOP EARLIER. WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU LIKE? RAP, COUNTRY, JAZZ? WHAT ARE YOUR TOP FIVE MOST PLAYED SONGS ON ITUNES?" i like pretty usual stuff for a teenage guy. i like pop, rock, rap, all that good stuff. i don't really have a music type. if it sounds good, it sounds good, you know? my top five played songs are... spacebound by eminem, black dahlia by hollywood undead, one trick pony by deadmau5, breakeven by the script and when they come for me by linkin park. "LISTENING TO MUSIC LIKE THAT? YOU'RE SURE TO BE A STAR IN THE NEAR FUTURE. YOU SEEM LIKE A WELL-ROUNDED YOUNG PERSON, MY DEAR. WHERE DO YOU FIND YOURSELF TO BE IN FIVE YEARS FROM NOW?" a star? ha! that's a funny joke. a guy can wish, right? haha. and well-rounded? now i think you're just wanting me to like you, huh? five years from now? well, shit. i don't know. i don't know where i'm going to find myself tomorrow night, let alone five years from now. i dropped out of law school. maybe i'll find something else? go to college for that? i don't know. right now, i'm more focused on the present than the future, since my futures not really going anywhere for me. "IF IT MEANS ANYTHING, I'LL BE ROOTING FOR YOU WHEN THE TIME COMES. I'M SURE YOUR PARENTS WILL TOO. SPEAKING OF YOUR PARENTS, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US THEIR NAMES AND WHAT YOU THINK OF THEM! DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS, PETS, OTHER RELATIVES?" well, my mother's name is liana maryasha tinsley. i just called her mom, because i thought it was rude to call her anything else, but i remember dani used to call her maryasha. she told me once because she thought it was unique, and that it was fun to say, but it never caught on with me. so i just called her mom. she's always been really pretty - where dani gets it from. she's tall and thin, with brown hair and a model-like face. her job is a social worker for an arts organization. her job usually five days a week, but she's gone most weekends too now, so it's more of a seven days a week job. i barely ever see her, neither does dani, so i don't know how to interact with my own mother anymore. she's already extremely disappointed with me for dropping out of law school - it was all her idea that i go there in the first place - so we're not really talking right now. it's upsetting, but i can't do anything about it. my dad, his name's jordan timothy teitz, and he's just like me. he was the one that got me into football, which makes me pretty pleased. even though it was somewhat forced, but it's like my favorite thing now. we watch it together, we get angry, happy together - you know. he's really relaxed about everything, and though he's not happy i dropped out of law, he's not disappointed like my mom. we just get along really well. and last, my sister, danielle freya teitz. she's like my best friend. we both get each other really well, and i'd do anything to protect her. if everyone's mad with me, she's the one person who won't be. she knows that i'm immature, and she doesn't get frustrated with me. she's actually pretty relaxed about everything. i really respect her as a person. i wish i was more like her, at times. and then there's dal and jerry, our dogs, who are pretty much the best dogs ever! "OH, I SEE. WELL, WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME. WHY DON'T WE WRAP THIS UP WITH YOUR STORY? HOW DID YOU END UP IN PORTLAND, OREGON?" my birthday is on february fourth. i was born in montreal, and when i turned three my sister was born. two years after her birth, my mother relocated our family to toronto. i grew up in a pretty average, working-class kind of environment. our house was two stories, a first floor and the basement, and my sister and i had our own rooms, thank god. i think dani was relieved. i would be a pretty annoying room mate, honestly. i would play with little plastic bugs, and i would steal her diary on different occasions. she always used to get frustrated with me, and i eventually grew out of that. we grew up with football games and winter and public school. i feel like my parents haven't really changed over the years, although i guess my mom dyed her natural blonde to brunette. but that is about the only change either of them have gone through. soon enough, my dad got me enrolled in football. he would always make me watch games with him, and he would train me for hours and hours. at first, i absolutely hated it. but when i actually started getting good, and i was one of the best on the team, i didn't mind at all. it actually became my favorite thing. then we moved to portland. i was a freshman in high school, and i instantly made my way to the top of the food chain. i was a football prodigy. my sophomore year, i made it onto varsity, the first sophomore in history. that continued, and i even got prom king my senior year. i then went to law school in arizona, but i dropped out. because i hated law, and i couldn't handle it. i'm back here, and my mom's pretty pissed about it. but whatever. 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