New Applicant.
Basics
Name: Shannon
Age: 16 in five days
Sexuality (optional): Heterosexual
Location: St. Petersburg, Florida
Favorite...
Bands/artists (at least 5): Brand New, Matchbook Romance, NOFX, Christina Aguilera, Madonna
+Movie(s): Grease 1 & 2, Where the Heart Is, The Goonies.
+Book(s): Clockwork Orange, White Oleander, She's Come Undone
+Author(s): Heather Nguyen, Jannet Fitch
+Food(s): Caesar salad, Baked potato soup, Checker burger.
+Song (only one!): Rod Stewart - Do you think I'm sexy
+Quote (only one!): Carve your name on hearts, not marble.
+TV Show: Sex and the City
+Movie Genre: Romance Comedy
+Book Genre: Romance Comedy
+Music Genre: Punk/Emo/Ska... Country.
+Color: Pink, black and white.
Either/Or...
+Books or Movies: Books
+Steak or Chicken: Steak
+Reading or Math: Reading
+Sweet or Sour: Sweet, but Tangy.
+Smart or Strong: Smart
+Sword or Gun: Sword only because I will never let my hand shoot a gun.
+Modern or Antique: Antique
+Old or New: New
+Science or Fantasy: Science
+Love or Hate: Love
+Kisses or Hugs: Hugs, they're more intimate.
+Life or Death: Life after death.
Essay Questions
+If you could change one thing about yourself physically and emotionally, what would either one be...and why? physically, nothing. I believe fully that God created us this way for a reason, but abs would be nice. Emotionally just the fact of how I take things sometimes.
+If you had one day to live, what would you do and who would you tell? I would tell all my friends, and I'd have sex on my parents bed.
+If the person you most loved told you they were going to die, what would you do? Try to fulfill their last wish, what ever it may be.
+If your best friend came out to be gay, what would you do? I'd fully respect that, I hate how people look down on gays.
+Do you hate anyone, and why? Nope, I can't say I hate anyone.
+Do you believe abortion is right? Only in the case of rape.
+Do you believe in sex before marriage? No.
+How about interracial marriages? Yes. If two people are in love, they should be able to wed. Whether it's interracial, or homosexual. You love them, marry them.
+What do you think about religion? I'm a big carrier of religion. I don't like it when it's pushed upon you, though. End of story.
+If you had to choose one thing to take with you to a desert island what would you bring? A radio.
+What is one thing that could always make you laugh? My friends, or the three stooges.
+Share something you have written with us, and if you have never written anything, write something now.
Because I'm a writer, I'll give you two out of many I've written. Most, well generally all, of my writings are untitled.
#1. Torn down by my own strength in the wind carving my skin. It forms me after its own leaves, so that for one small instance I can be one with my surroundings. I float highly above all else, but in reality I'm trampled under foot. Never the less, I'm picked up by the wind and grace my partners by mere existence. Not easily spotted am I, being irregular in accordance to autumn's oranges and bronze, yet I am a thick red. The kind of red that sticks well to the soles of your shoes. I'm the dead leaf that that carries itself strong in the rustling wind, the rustling created only by myself. The wind in which I'm picked up by to trail along is made only by my father; by my mother; my maker, trees I originated from. Slowly gusts will calm, I'm told yet, there always seems to be a breeze for me to make noise unto. Comfortably I will settle until the first blanket arises, and I know it's winter. I will settle slowly until that night. Then, my use will be no other. Red fades faster then all other colors, you know.
#2. I went to bed at 12:17a.m. tonight, and right before I fell asleep, I pondered cutting myself. Yes, Heather. I stared into the blackness of my bedroom, into the general area of my ceiling, tired and breathing slowly. I thought about cutting myself at 12:17 a.m. Heather, and my face stayed blank as if the act would have no effect on me; just my skin. Joel's words ran through my head, "Down the road, not across the street, little emo kid." Scissors from working on a birthday project lay next to my bed, on the floor and knives were on the kitchen counter top. Then, just as fast as the thought came to me, it left. My desire was settled in three long and hard blinks, a dry throat and mother's common sense. Heather, I look to you for everything. And tonight, at 12:17 a.m., the happy girl everyone knows thought about cutting herself; just like you. Thought you should know. I'm sorry.
Etc.
+Share something, anything about yourself that you think we should know.
I had cancer. It's gone. End of story.
+What would you bring to this community? Hottness, and laughter.
+Give us one good reason why you should be accepted? Because I am forever true. Because I am Shannon Renee.
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