Post by gabby on Mar 24, 2012 23:39:59 GMT -5
corrine danali harden
LOCAL, 21, SNEAKY, OUTGOING, PARTIER, BRITTANY SNOW, HARTFORD
***Present***
Welcome to Yahoo!, Corrine!
Compose New Message[/u]
Email Address: jennifer.harden@yahoo.com
Subject: Weekly Check In
message: hey mom, just wanted to say hello there... you know. the normal kinda stuff. no worries on this end, i am doing fine, and that money you sent me is going to great use. i got two months worth of rent paid, and i am putting the rest to getting some new tires. they are practically bald, i feel like i'll get into an accident if i keep driving with them.
work is good, it is just helping pay the bills, and school is going great. i am learning so much while i'm here. my photography classes are amazing. my teacher is very great at helping me get experience, and i have an a in that class. i will definitely keep you posted on when my portfolio is coming back to me from my first semester. i can mail you the pictures when i get them. say hello to mikey and daddy for me.
xoxo,
corrine.
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Aim Logon:[/i] corrinegetsgold
Password:[/i] *********
Status:[/b] Ready to party!
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juliannamorrisonxx-- hey, when are you getting your ass over here!?
kendallbabydoll-- dude seriously... where is that damn money your parents sent you? we need it to buy the booze.
jake_skate_-- hey baby.
tylernotthecreator-- sup gorgeous?
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***3 Years Ago***[/u]
Creative Writing 11th Grade Corrine Harden
------------------------------------------------------Mrs. Allen
warm up question: who are you? what makes up a you?
well, i am corrine. i am seventeen, and i love my friends. i don't go anywhere without them, and i have always been the kind of girl who loves to be around any group of people. you could say i am pretty popular, and i am pretty outgoing. i like to have fun, and people who try to ruin the mood, that just can't fly with me.
giggles and sparkles makes up a corrine danali harden. i am one hundred and thirty percent cute and light wrapped up.
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***1 Year Ago***
Dear Diary, i am done. i can't stand my parents anymore. my poor brother is getting left here with those idiotic psychos. my whole life i dealt with them attacking me, practically, with all this bullshit of how i needed to be perfect. i was perfect in my mind but once i got out of highschool i learned other wise. i can't live in a fake reality anymore. i am done with this.
my dad used to hit me when i was little, and he stills throws me into walls and i need to get away from his drunk ass. i can't sit here and be okay with this stuff anymore.
my boyfriend left me three weeks after senior week, he ditched me. all my friends left me on the spot after senior week, and my parents still hit me. my brother is the only thing that keeps me sane, and he is going away to a summer camp, then he got a full scholarship to some boarding school in maryland, and hell if i didn't forge the signatures and am sending him away.
mom thinks i am going to crystal falls for college, and that they have a really good photography program. that isn't what i am doing. i needed a little place to find a job, find friends and drink life away. so, that is what i am doing. i mean damn, what the hell... who wants to live with their parents until they are 21? not me.
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***Present***[/u]
Saturday March 24, 2012
Alert! 11 Missed Calls
Alert! 12 Missed Calls
16 Unread Text Messages
Monday March 26, 2012
"How do you view yourself as a person?"
Well... I would view myself as a mature adult. someone who can accomplish anything when i put my mind to it. someone who can take care of herself, but have room to help others. i am a stick to it girl, and nothing draws me back from a challenge, or my job.
"do you find yourself a fashionable person?"
why, yes. i really do. i try to keep up with the latest trends whenever i get my issues of Vogue and Marieclaire in the mail. Honestly, fashion keeps me on my toes.
"very good... how long have you been taking photos and photoshooting for yourself?"
Uh, never. I have never been in front of the camera, and i have never actually had the opportunity to work with a professional or be taught to be a photographer. that is what i am thinking of going to college to be.
heh... yeah right. college is for schmucks.
"okay ms. harden, we shall call you on wednesday to tell you if you got the job or not."
okay... thank you very much.
i'm probably going to starve to death...
there was a lot of maturing happening to Jodi. she wasn't daddy's little princess anymore. she was living alone, paying her own bills, moving on with her life. her artwork was found across the country and some pieces were around the world. she was trying to keep her life going, and working all the time was the way she could do that.
jodi's mother had called her, saying she wanted to have a family dinner and maybe invite some neighbors, and jodi had barely eaten anything in a few days so she accepted. the girl was living off of ramen noodles, and that was ramen noodles when she could get her hands on some. so any home cooked meal that was made by her mother was 100% okay with her.
after she got off the phone with her mother she looekd around her apartment, the studio apartment seeming so small compared to her old house. the old house with three bedrooms and three bathrooms was a mansion when she looked around. she had too many clothes and they were all on racks lining the room. her easel next to the apartment window, and her paint supplies neatly in cups and organizers hung on the wall. jodi was an organized mess. when she broke it off with Alex, her exfiance, she went insane practically. all thanks to evan.
damn evan. the girl who held jodi's heart when she was in between all of her boyfriends. the one who was there when she was sobbing about drama between her and one of her other friends. they never fought. they never had to deal with things they didn't like about the other one since they both loved each other so much. when they were younger, jodi was straight, she was always sleeping around and doing those such things, and evan seemed to jsut stand by and watch. then when they went on their trip to the Bahamas. things got touchy.
well, anyways back to the present time. she was finally ready to go to her mother's house for dinner and she always just took what she needed over and got ready there. for a poor girl, she had sold a piece of art to a Japanese museum and it paid for her Infiniti. so, getting into her car she drove over to her mom's getting out and walking up the steps she said her hellos and was in the shower. jodi was running a tad late, and that was not like her at all to be late so she was rushing. she grabbed the dress she was planning on wearing and threw it over her head. she hadn't even looked at it when she threw it into her bag and when she looked in the mirror she almost cried. it wasn't that the dress had any sentimental value, it was just yet another thing that reminded her of evan... and when she thought of evan she just wanted to cry. she missed her so much. she wanted to be with her all the time and she knew that wasn't possible.
"come on love, they are almost here!" her mother had called up the steps and when jodi heard rustling as people were coming in the door she let them get in before she was gonna walk downstairs.
with her hair pulled back, and her makeup accentuating her eyes she was ready for who ever was downstairs. she stepped down the steps, looking around the corner to see Evan sitting in a chair. she stared, unable to control the staring. what was she doing there? had they set this up? what the hell? her series of thought became shorter and shorter as she stared at evan.
"Evan." she said it not as a question, and not as a statement. it was like a breath, giving her life. it was a name that gave her meaning. not just the name of her best friend, the name of the love she was tortured with everyday. jodi walked slowly to evan, getting down to her knees in front of her, instantly crying and taking her hand.
jodi's mother had called her, saying she wanted to have a family dinner and maybe invite some neighbors, and jodi had barely eaten anything in a few days so she accepted. the girl was living off of ramen noodles, and that was ramen noodles when she could get her hands on some. so any home cooked meal that was made by her mother was 100% okay with her.
after she got off the phone with her mother she looekd around her apartment, the studio apartment seeming so small compared to her old house. the old house with three bedrooms and three bathrooms was a mansion when she looked around. she had too many clothes and they were all on racks lining the room. her easel next to the apartment window, and her paint supplies neatly in cups and organizers hung on the wall. jodi was an organized mess. when she broke it off with Alex, her exfiance, she went insane practically. all thanks to evan.
damn evan. the girl who held jodi's heart when she was in between all of her boyfriends. the one who was there when she was sobbing about drama between her and one of her other friends. they never fought. they never had to deal with things they didn't like about the other one since they both loved each other so much. when they were younger, jodi was straight, she was always sleeping around and doing those such things, and evan seemed to jsut stand by and watch. then when they went on their trip to the Bahamas. things got touchy.
well, anyways back to the present time. she was finally ready to go to her mother's house for dinner and she always just took what she needed over and got ready there. for a poor girl, she had sold a piece of art to a Japanese museum and it paid for her Infiniti. so, getting into her car she drove over to her mom's getting out and walking up the steps she said her hellos and was in the shower. jodi was running a tad late, and that was not like her at all to be late so she was rushing. she grabbed the dress she was planning on wearing and threw it over her head. she hadn't even looked at it when she threw it into her bag and when she looked in the mirror she almost cried. it wasn't that the dress had any sentimental value, it was just yet another thing that reminded her of evan... and when she thought of evan she just wanted to cry. she missed her so much. she wanted to be with her all the time and she knew that wasn't possible.
"come on love, they are almost here!" her mother had called up the steps and when jodi heard rustling as people were coming in the door she let them get in before she was gonna walk downstairs.
with her hair pulled back, and her makeup accentuating her eyes she was ready for who ever was downstairs. she stepped down the steps, looking around the corner to see Evan sitting in a chair. she stared, unable to control the staring. what was she doing there? had they set this up? what the hell? her series of thought became shorter and shorter as she stared at evan.
"Evan." she said it not as a question, and not as a statement. it was like a breath, giving her life. it was a name that gave her meaning. not just the name of her best friend, the name of the love she was tortured with everyday. jodi walked slowly to evan, getting down to her knees in front of her, instantly crying and taking her hand.
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you all know about me. im gabby, i live on the eastern shore. and i am 17... i have marilyn nicole fakas as my other girly...
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