Post by marissa jane d'uva on Apr 28, 2010 21:25:47 GMT -5
marissa jane d'uva ,,
[/color]Hey there, and welcome to the Cherry Bomb Tour! I'm pretty sure I recognise your face from around here...care to tell me your name?
well, my full name's marissa jane d'uva. but mostly people call me marissa? you know, my parents call me marissa jane most of the time, but i don't know why. i like marissa. it's simple and easy to say and all.
Sweet name, dude! Anyway, how old are you again? And when's your birthday, if you don't mind saying.
i'm eighteen. i'm kind of young, i know. my birthday's on february fifteenth. i know, so close to valentine's day, right? i think it would have been nice if mine was on valentine's day though.
Wow, seriously? I would never have guessed! So, what are you on this tour? You seem like a bigshot type person to me.
really? people think i'm older, it's kind of funny. ooh, uhm. well, i'm a merch girl on tour.
Awesome, sounds like fun, am I right? So, tell me more about yourself! How about telling me some stuff you like, eh?
oh, it is fun, there's no doubt! oh, uuhm. likes.. uuhm. i'm a simple person, i don't do those fancy stuff? like, i love making jewelry, i love going to walks, i love... uuuhm. i love animals, and i love playing with them. i love taking pictures, and i love reading. i'm a dork, i will admit it. i love watching classic movies, i love cuddling too, so if you do, then you're my best friend. i love bright colors. and i love shopping. i'm a dork, i will admit. i love those vintage stuff that you find like, in thrift stores and like, no one wears now? i like wearing those. they're cute and they're unique. uuuhm. i don't really know what else to say, haha.
I totally agree with you, those are all wonderful! Dislikes?
we should hang out sometime then! dislikes? uuuhm. i don't really like... wlel i might get teased for htis but i don't really like partying. i'd much rather just spend my time inside and just doing something... well, else, ha. i hate sugary stuff. like i don't mind it sometimes but eating it so often bothers me. so do vegetables but really, who likes those, haha. uuuhm. i hate the winter, really. like, i don't mind it a lot, but. i'm kind of.. okay i hate the cold, haha. i'm just really pathetic like that, i hate the cold. unless like, someone's willing to give me a hug, then it's okay, hah. i hate drama. i really do. i mean, i don't really like being involved in something if it doesn't involve me, and if i get dragged it ends up ugly and i really try not tog et involved even when i get dragged in.
Ew, I know. So, what do you like to do in your spare time? Anything interesting?[/color]
uuuhm. i love just spending time outdoors. like, i love spending time at parks, or just walking around town exploring. i'm a pretty relaxed person, really. i love reading, i love listening tomusic, uuuhm. i love creative stuff. i'm a simple person, hah. i'm not that whole wild child go out partying till four in the morning kind of girl really. i really love just sitting at home, watching a good movie or reading or just... relaxing, haha.
Oh man, you sound like a real party animal my friend. So, I feel like I'm really getting to know you now. Tell me about yourself. What are you like?[/color]
uuhm. i don't know where to go with this really. i'm bad at talking about myself, ha. i feel conceited when i do it so i try not to but, i'll do it now. uuhm. well i'm shy. really, i guess i am? i don't talk to a lot of people... well i mean i don't start conversations. i'm really bad at them so i let other people talk.. for me? only... not really? i don't know if that makes sense.. it doesn't does it? i'll move on. i ramble a lot to people. like, online or in person if i know them, i ramble. i don't know how to shut up once i start talking to my friends, it's kind of bad. people have to be all 'OH MY GOD MARISSA JUST SHUT THE EFF UP' to me or i won't shut up. i actually have to tell myself that too. i'm kind of a wanderer? in a sense. i love walking around town. i've been in aspen all my life but it never gets boring, because you see a lot of new people here so often. i think it's interesting. i find a lot of things normal people don't find interesting... well interesting or fun. i love just sitting in the park underneath a tree and just hanging out there, or wandering around town, or even like object, likes clothes and books and music. you know, i kind of like being unique though i don't think i am too unique. i love making jewelry, i think it's fun. i would love to just open up a little shop for hand made stuff, i think that's like, my dream or something. i've wanted to since i was little, according to my mom, ha. though i get the whole 'you're smarter than that go into something medical' lecture often because my mom thinks i should become a nurse and i hate medical stuff with passion. if i don't have anyone to let me squeeze their hand while i'm there i won't go. i used to hide under the bed whenever doctors appointments were needed. i'm kind of a wuss. i don't... really act on my impulses, mostly because i'll be afraid of getting in trouble or like, hurting myself, it's stupid. i'm a pacifist, i don't like fights. if you fight i will ... i'll glare but. i have a mean glare i swear! uuhm. i don't think there's much else that i can tell you... so... yeah. this is done..
Ooh, you sound pretty swell. I guess a guy/girl like you would have plenty of luck in the love department. Right?[/color]
uuuhm, hehe. there really isn't anything. i've been in like, you know those small high school relationships? like, two of those maybe? not even, one? i'm still like ... a virgin and everything. i don't really make a fuss about it. i guess i believe in the whole if i'm meant to be with someone it'll happen thing. needless to say, i'm still single, haha.
Interesting....so, why not tell me more? Not just about that, but about everything. Tell me about your past.[/color]
okay. uuuhm. well. my parents got married after i was born, apparently? yeah, they had me out of wedlock but they've worked it out. they've been together since which makes me happy, haha. we moved around a lot when i was little. i think i went to maybe.... four elementary schools? my dad had trouble keeping up a job because he never went to college. but he tries and that's what matters, right? my mom went back to school after they got married and now she's a nurse. so, really, dad doesn't even need a job but right now he's a construction worker back home, so. yay for dad, haha. uuuhm. okay. middle school was all right i guess, i don't remember much. uuhm. i'm really going to be boring to you, i haven't lived that much of an exciting life, hah. i'm only eighteen right now, i mean, come on, hha. uuhm. well at first i needed a summer job and then i heard that the label was looking for merch people for the tour. and i signed up originally just for the summer when i was like, sixteen, i got the job when i was seventeen, and... well i'm still here, hah. i like it. being a merch girl is really fun, you get to meet like, so many different people and get to meet the different bands on tour and it's really fun, i like it.
That's pretty deep right there. Finally, tell me a secret about yourself. Your dirtiest one...my lips are sealed![/color]
oh, really? hah. uuuhm. apparently wheni was eight.... i would like huff the paint fumes my dad used to paint my room? it stuck for like, three years apparently. haha. i was a weird child, i'll say that now. uuuhm. don't hit me but i like the twilight series even though a lot of people dont.
Ooh, well, I won't tell anyone babydoll. Have a nice day now, this interview was fun![/color]
yes, yes it was. we should catch up again sometime later.
oh hai thar. my name's rinii and i've been in action for seventeeenn[/color] years! my other wonderful creations on cherry bomb tour are dayton, holden, claire, and harper. still don't believe i'm a pro at this? well, take a look at this![/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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[/center][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote]------Kelley had never really been the kind of guy to dream. Sure, when he was younger he would dream of making it big. He always had the notion that one day he could be in a band, the band growing big, the band actually becoming something. That had been ages ago, when he had been eleven or twelve. Ever since really, he’d never really dreamed. His nights were always restless, with tossing and turning and just not being able to sleep well at all. After he had Dayna, sleeping was an even rarer activity for him, as the girl managed to keep him up most nights. When she had learned to walk and talk, the girl was forever coming into his room at the odd hours of the night and crawling into bed with him, mostly because she couldn’t sleep. Thus he heard countless stories, plans for activities she wanted to do, the idea that she was going to hang out with charlotte and carter the next time she saw that. that had been the most common one; Dayna absolutely loved Charlotte. not a day went by without charlotte being mentioned at least six times a day. Dayna was forever wanted to spend her time with her. thus, when the two had started dating, it was almost impossible to get a night alone, as both Dayna and carter wanted to hang out with the both of them, you know? He got used to it though; it was cute. There was also the fact that now he was actually trying to keep in college, so his time was even rarer. Between working, doing work for his courses, watching Dayna, ignoring garret’s consistent attempts to go out drinking, it was just not working out well. This was exactly the lifestyle he expected when he was seventeen, begging Lauren to not keep the child. This was the lifestyle that he loathed, that he did not want happening. Now look at him. he loved it really. Sure, it wasn’t ideal in the least, but. It was his lifestyle now, and he didn’t mind it one bit. Hell, he loved it really. Sure, it was repetitive and redundant, but none of that mattered. As long as he got to see Charlotte and Dayna everyday, then it was worth it. Oh, and garret too, he figured.
------So, the night earlier, most of this had run through Kelley’s head as he had gotten a phone call from his father. It had been unexpected, really. He and his father had never had the best relationship. Fuck, they hadn’t spoken two words to each other in near four years. But, on Charlotte’s urging, he had called up his mom asking her to tell his father that he wanted to talk o ne day. Course, it hadn’t gone well at all at first. There had been shouting, yelling, kicking things, throwing things, really just temper tantrums that rarely ever happened anymore. But once they had gotten out everything that had wanted to say to each other, there had been some understanding as Kelley had broken down. He had told his dad everything; the hardships, how having Dayna with him had done good, how he was constantly on the edge, his lack of sleep, his lack of food, the money situation, everything. He had even mentioned the good things, which were, naturally, his daughter and Charlotte. he knew Charlotte was the one girl that his father approved of in Kelley’s entire history of dating. Even his father had not been Lauren’s biggest fan from the start, but for what reason he never told Kelley. That had made everything easier. They had come to an understanding of sorts. But for some reason, every time his old man called to talk to him, all the old thoughts, feelings, his insecurities and his fears came up to his head. He was forever worrying about if he was doing a good job. Though he never had said a goddamn thing about it, he was pretty sure his father was right. Kelley would one day fuck all this up. And he was sure that, if that had happened, he wouldn’t be able to bounce back from that at all.
------So really, in his dreams, all this played back. Memories, flashbacks from high school, from different times inhsi life. That was really all that went through his head, and that was what woke him up early on in the morning. That, and the fact that Dayna had been crawling all over him trying to get him to way up. Apparently he sleep talked? Who knew. So that was where this ended, his little trip down memory lane, as the little miss climbed all over him, trying to tell him to get up. Grabbing her around the waist, he lifted her up into the air as he yawned. “I’m up, kid, I’m up. What do you need?” he looked at her, throwing a crooked smile as he threw her over his shoulder and got out of bed. This was really their daily routine. Who needed an alarm clock when you had a four year old willing to wake you up at six thirty in the morning? Hearing a few disjointed words, but the most prominent word being frosted flakes, he sighed as he walked into the kitchenette. Dropping her on the couch as he walked by, he started grabbing the box from the top of the fridge. “Only one bowl today, all right?” the girl always managed to talk him into giving her extra of frosted flakes, but he learned his lesson when she had stayed up till two a.m one night, keeping him up with her. that was an experience he really did not want to relive through. Pouring some milk into the bowl, he just left both the box and the carton on the counter as he played the bowl and a spoon on the table. Going towards the couch, he picked up her up, holding on tight as she squirmed in his arms, wanting to watch tv. “Later, got it? eat your breakfast first.” he said firmly as he placed her down on a chair. Yawning slightly, he watched her start to eat before he headed towards the couch, crashing on it and grabbing the remote. Flipping through the channels absent mindedly for a bit, he decided to just leave it on the morning news as he caught site of his phone on the table. Picking it up, he glanced through the messages before seeing the latest one from charlotte, saying she’d be over sometime today. Today… shit she would be. He remembered calling her and telling her to feel free to come by whenever. Well looks like he had something planned for his day off. Don’t get him wrong, he loved charlotte, and he was excited as anything to spend time with her. but at six thirty in the morning, his range of emotions was as big as a teaspoon. Throwing his feet over the end of the couch, he stared at the television for a minute before his eyes started to close. Oh, what the fuck. He could probably fall asleep for a few minutes. He’d be woken up by Dayna anyways in a matter of minutes.
------Hearing a knocking on the door just wasn’t what he was expecting to wake him up though. His eyes shot open as the brisk knocking got to his ears, and yawning, he grabbed his phone and glanced at the time. Shit, eleven forty five?! What the fuck. “Dayna?” he called, sitting up. He could hear her in the bedroom, her tiny voice talking. It took him a minute to realize she was probably playing with her dolls or something in her room. The television was off, the remote on the table, not where he had left it when he had fallen asleep. So she’d watched tv before going off and making Barbie and ken get married in Hawaii. The knocking once again snapped him out of his thoughts, and he figured he might as well answer the door. Glancing down and seeing he was only clad in the pair of jeans he had crashed in yesterday, he shrugged it off as he walked towards the door. Unlocking it and turning the knob, he scratched the back of his head, looking through his one open eye at whoever was standing in the doorway. But seeing the familiar brown hair and blue eyes of Charlotte, he rubbed his other eye, trying to wake up. “Hey, Charlie.” He said, yawning slightly as he said his nickname for her. he was pretty much the only one that got away with that, with the exception of Dayna, but she rarely called Charlotte that. it was usually just Aunt Char. “Come on in.” He said simply, taking her hand and pulling her in just so he could close the door. He wasn’t becoming a major fan of that sunlight just yet. His eyes didn’t fully forgive it for being so damn blinding. “Sorry, I was awake… and I guess I fell back asleep, hah.” shrugging, he walked towards the kitchen area, throwing a “do you want some coffee?” over his shoulder at her.
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[/size]steal it and you'll like, die painfully. i'll spork you to death. y/y?