OLMSTED, KAARLI ERIN

OLMSTED, KAARLI ERIN Oct 8, 2011 14:04:56 GMT -5

Post by dez on Oct 8, 2011 14:04:56 GMT -5

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THE KAARLI ERIN OLMSTED EDITION

SIXTEEN, FRESHMAN, NEUTRALS/JOKERS , DAISY LOWE

"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."

[grin] you were pretty off, but that's okay. everyone makes mistakes right? so, hey there, my name's kaarli erin olmsted. pretty interesting way to spell "carley", right? i always thought it made me a little more different than everyone else. [laugh] i have a lot of nicknames; kaarliya, kaar, kay, li. pick one that floats your boat!

"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?"

yeah, it is pretty interesting right? [wink] well, i haven't always lived in portland, but it's alright here. i don't mind it too much, really. i was raised in seattle, yeah, the grunge capital of the states. it was really nice there, great atmosphere. it kind of sucks that i had to move, but my parents went through a pretty hairy divorce when i was like, i dunno, maybe thirteen? and i just kind of scurried away from seattle with my dad, because my mom had this crazy bitch factor from all the meth she had been doing and she like, started doing crazy shit to my dad and me after we changed houses the first time. it was pretty crazy, but my dad had family in portland that i had never met before, so i guess it was kind of a nice transition. [laughs it off]

"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?"

aw, man, it's really cool. [smile] don't worry about it, i forget things easily. eh... well, i guess that'd be a personality trait, eh? i don't have a good memory, like, at all. it's kind of crazy to think at how easily i forget about things. sometimes it's bad, and sometimes it's good. i don't remember most of my childhood, and it was pretty bad so i guess that's where it comes in handy, right? [laugh] well, i'm a very funny person. i have this really obnoxious and dark kind of humor that most people don't really understand, but if you get to know the real me i can pretty much do anything to make you laugh. [wink] i'm really outgoing as well, in case you haven't noticed. i love meeting new people and getting to know them, it makes life really interesting, if i do say so myself. i talk to pretty much everyone, so i'm not judgmental at all which i'd love to say is a really good quality that i have. um, well, another bad quality i have is that i sort of have an addictive personality, too, like my mom... and i kind of over-do things. for instance, i really like drinking, and i get black-out drunk a lot. there's been multiple occasions when i've had to go to the E.R to get my stomach pumped, ya know? people also tell me i don't try hard enough in school, too. so i guess i'm just really laid back and don't care about many things. but that's okay, i like it that way. i'd also say i'm kinda immature, when it comes to my humor at least. i laugh at really stupid things, but it keeps me happy, so i don't really care. people think i'm really stupid because i got held back, but it wasn't for anything really major, when i moved to portland my credits were all messed up and they considered me a grade below what i was supposed to be. it sucks, but... shit happens, ya know?

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "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?"

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oh my god, yeah, i'm never sitting still! i'm like a little busy bee, except i'm allergic to pollen. shitty, huh? well, i like watching television but there's so much bullshit that's on there nowadays, like the jersey shore... that's really stupid and i can't really stand it. you would think people aren't that dumb, like seriously. [laughs] knitting? that's... no, not knitting, thanks. i love fashion, though, and that's where some people get really confused about me because i'm pretty boyish... i love playing video games, ya know, like call of duty and fallout. i love fps games.... what's an fps? oh, a first person shooter. i wouldn't expect ya to know my hip lingo anyways. [wink] i love cooking, and i'd say i'm pretty damn good at it. most girls my age don't even know how to cook a t.v dinner, but i'm pretty good at making things from scratch! i make a mean baked ziti, if i do say so myself. [laughs again] i'm always smoking something, like weed or cigarettes. if i'm not doing that, i'm drinking. your teen years are your crazy years, so you always gotta live it up, right? drug use is so much fun, anyways, if you're with people you trust! scary movies are pretty awesome, too, if i gotta tell ya something about television... i love gore and blood. i'd have to say grindhouse movies are some of my favorites. when i'm not with people, i love to sleep. it's probably one of my favorite past times, as sad as that sounds... but it passes time! i don't really like ignorant people, like people who judge others easily, it just really clashes with my personality. like the royals at my school? man, i don't think i'd ever be a royal...

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "YOU SOUND PRETTY FEARLESS, BUT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU'RE AFRAID OF. ANY JUICY SECRETS?"
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aw, man, you're kind of treading in deep water, aren't ya now? hm, well... not a lot of people know about my mom, i don't know why i told you about her. well, remember how i said i don't remember much about my childhood? [quiets her voice] well... it wasn't good. my mom used to be a huge whore... [sigh] and she'd bring home a lot of guys, you know? and they were just really bad guys... they did bad things to me and my mom. i'd rather not talk about it. but, my biggest fear is never amounting to anything... i wanna make my dad proud, ya know? [smiles again]

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "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."
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girls are nice, i mean... i've never been with one, but i don't think i'd mind being with one. i like looking at a woman, a beautiful one. i appreciate the beauty in women, definitely. i like guys, primarily... i guess, i dunno! haha, what would i call myself? maybe bi-curious, or even pansexual. i try not to look at what's between someone's legs, because you never know where life's gonna take you! for guys, i'd have to say i like when one's taller than me. i stand at roughly 5'7", so i'm a little taller than your average person... and i wear heels a lot, so i guess it bumps me up to like 5'9"-5'10". so i need me a tall guy! long hair is really cute, too. i like it on anyone, even girls. girl wise, i like something innocent and easily corruptible. i dunno, being able to dominate is really hot, ya know? [wink]

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "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?"
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well, my music taste is pretty versatile. i love anything with a good beat, good musicianship or a good meaning. some bands or artists i like would probably be: soundgarden, alice in chains, the bloody beetroots, red hot chili peppers, nirvana, and deadmau5! i really like grunge and electro, they just stand out to me. grunge, because i feel like i can relate to it the most... and electro because i love something i can dance to, but who doesn't? well, like i said, my music taste is pretty versatile... but my top five songs on my iPod are definitely: she's a maniac, the bloody beetroots remix. junkhead by alice in chains. nutshell by alice in chains... um, i don't wanna be me by type o negative, and you know you're right by nirvana! in no specific order, but those are all amazing songs.

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "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?"
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awww, thanks! [wink] well, i don't really know about college or anything but if i had to do something with my life that involved me goin' to college, i'd probably do something that involves video game production, or production in general. that sounds pretty good, right? producers tend to bank, big time. money and doing something i love sounds pretty awesome, but like i said earlier... you never know where the future's gonna take you. five years from now, i don't know where i'll be. out of portland, most definitely.

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "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?"[/div]

[smile] thanks, again. my dad's name is john olmsted, and i have a really good relationship with him. we have this awesome relationship, and i'm more like his son than his daughter, definitely. we have that type of relationship where i can like, sit down with him and watch hockey with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. he's really cool, and i love him... very very much. i wanna make him proud, more than anything in the world. my mom's name is alice, but... we don't talk. i haven't talked to her in years, and i don't wanna until she gets her life straightened up. i wanna see my mom do somethin' good with her life... she's fucked up way too much. i have a cat, named prince. he's orange and white, and the fattest damn thing you'll ever see. he sleeps with me. i also have two rottweilers, one named sammy and the other named patron. they're pretty sweet, but they don't really like anyone other than my dad or me, so if they walk up to ya, you know you're a good person. my dad has a rat, too. i don't like it very much, 'cause it bit me once, so it's kind of a running gag that we have where i joke about letting prince eat it. [laughs]

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text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;] "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?"
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[sighs] damn, well, i was having a fun time talking to you! well, my life... that's a pretty long story, but i can sum it up the best i can for ya. i was born on november 14th in seattle, and that's where i was born and raised by my mom and dad. my mom had always been into drugs and stuff, so i was kind of raised around that. she was a big drinker, and definitely didn't treat me or my father right... and he kind of put up with it for a while, so i could at least get to know my mom. he was kind of a push-over for a while, so he let my mom walk all over him, and i really hated that. she would always bring different guys home, and they were all really fucked up. it wasn't a good atmosphere for a little girl, you know? watching your mom get messed up on meth, or somethin' bad and having sex with a bunch of randoms she met at the trap houses she'd always be at. i don't know why it took my dad so long to leave, but when we did my mom got really crazy and actually keyed his car when we moved like twenty minutes away from our first house, so at that point we kinda had to move farther than we expected, and since my dad was born in portland, we kinda just decided it would be a good place to go. we haven't heard from my mom since. i don't really know if she's still alive or not, and this sounds bad... but i don't really care at this point. i still love her, but i mourned her already, ya know? [small smile] well, portland's no seattle or anything, but i like it here. since i was young, i'd always been pretty outgoing and funny, and all... so, it was only natural that when i got to high-school i made a bunch of friends who were in different places, but i mostly kinda got along with people who shared my humor; we call 'em the jokers, actually! but, being outgoing and all, i kinda just fit in anywhere that isn't really... popular. but, that's about it!

In the sudden silence that had engulfed the living area of the boys' apartment, a knock at the door had almost made them jump out of their seats. Sean snickered at the sound of a female's voice that came from behind the white wooden door. Daniel's eyes seemed to grow rather huge and he stood up with Sean, but stood, frozen behind the couch. "You did not-" He whispered as Sean neared the door. A girl? "Oh, but I did, Danny-boy." Sean winked at his bashful friend, who had a blush scurrying across the tan of his cheeks. Sean always did things in spite of what Daniel would've been comfortable with. He always tried to shove Daniel out of that comfort zone he had built for himself...

And that's exactly what he was doing this time.

There was no way in hell Daniel would've ever fathomed rooming with a girl. What if she was a slut? Or really pretty? He wasn't good with girls. He wasn't good with the pressure of having a female living with them... but he couldn't help but wonder what was waiting for them behind the door. Clearly Sean had spoken with her before, so they were already familiar with each other. Did Sean tell her about him? Daniel felt anxiety twist and churn in his stomach and he swallowed hard to lubricate his dry throat.Sean opened the door with a huge grin on his face, revealing the very pretty Cheyne whom he had spoken with prior to accepting her as their new room mate. He had sent her pictures of himself and Daniel just to show that they weren't creepy looking or anything. He'd even Skyped with her once just to get to know her a little better. After figuring her out a little bit and making his decision that he liked her, he almost eagerly told her to bring her things over- that he'd have a temporary mattress in for her by the time she arrived. "Hey there, cutie!" He laughed again, "Lemme help you with your things, yeah?" Sean took the things out of her hands and begun to roll them into what was now her bedroom. "This is Daniel. The guy I told ya about."

Daniel's heart fluttered in his chest. She was so beautiful, the epitome of unique. He stood shell-shocked for a moment, before pushing as many words out as he could to make up for the awkward silence he had just made. "Uh... Um. I- Yeah, I'm Daniel... Yeah... Daniel." He tripped and stumbled over his words, the blush in his cheeks darkening and rising all over his face. Sean was sly. Too sly.

Post by dez on Oct 8, 2011 14:04:56 GMT -5

Post by ( MAGGIE ) on Oct 8, 2011 18:41:42 GMT -5