Ela

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Name: Ela (Cover by the Pam in Pamela. Get it now? Yeah.)
Full Nickname: Ela Perki or Pamns
Location: I’m from New England; Maine to be specific.
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn.
Birthday: I’m a January baby and I share the date with Elvis Presley. *Not the year obviously*
Flower: White Tiger Lilly. (Though if I was to receive any type of flower I will most likely be stroke about it.)
College: Universty of Maine at Presque Isle
Clubs: Utimes- Staff Writer/Photographer BB CCC Owl’s ProductionsMajor: English and Psychology. (Yup, I’m a duel major)
Job at the moment: Annex’s Staff br />
Dreams: Finding that thing that made me happy again
Martial Status: I *owned* one’s boy left nut. Want to donate your right? I guarantee if I was to ever have balls, they would be bigger than yours. And I‘m a girl.
Foot wear: I love my sandals and boots. Oh! And toe socks!
Food: Love fried chicken. (Good thing I don’t live in the South)
School Drink: Strawberries Dats and Sex on the Beach
Drink: Mt. Dew.
Fav Pizza: Pepperoni (Ah, the food of the college’s gods)
Hot Drink: Hot Chocolate. (I’m not really a coffee type girl. Nor a tea drinker. Sorry.)
Best Psychical Quality: Eyes, Neck, and most definitely my Tits (Don’t think I didn’t see you staring Ry) br />
Worst Psychical Quality: Feet. (Feet are suppose to be ugly anyway right?)
Random Fact: Each year, I donate my hair to Locks-of-Love
Best Overall Qualities: I’m trustworthy, responsible, reliably, and loyal. I will keep your secrets safe. I will defend you behind your back, even if the people who you think are being your friends or even your best friend, aren’t. I will let you bitch, vent, or just plain whine to be about your problems. (And If I care enough I may listen, otherwise I won’t) I will give you my own shirt off my back if you ask me for it. I will give you money if you need it, and if I have it on me. I will give you the "tough love" that you need, even if everyone else is to afraid to do it. I'm brutally honest, but in the good way. I will stop and give you a ride if I see you walking down the street. I will buy you diner. I'm not a whore, so I don't go cheating on you with your best friend behind your back OR in front of your face. I will fucking use my own money and buy you cigarettes if you want them, even though I fucking hate the smell of it. I will try to make you laugh when you are sad. And the most important thing of all, I’ll be the best fucking friend you ever had, or your most hated enemy. (Just remember, push me to my limits and I will fuck you up.)
Worst Overall Qualities: I’m too fucking trustworthy and loyal. Thomas says that I swear to much and it’s not very ladylike, but I don’t give a fuckJ I tend to be a hopeless romantic in the sense that I can fall in love to easily. Sometimes I don’t speak up when I should. I don’t want to hurt people, even if I really should because one, they deserve it, and two, maybe, just maybe it will make them smarter but I doubt it. You can’t fix stupid. I don’t forgive easily. I mumble a lot. I have an apathy-like personality, and sometimes I apply it to the wrong things. I work too hard, sometimes to the point of physical exhaustion OR to the point where I’m just being used. I bite my nails. I laugh at the “wrong” times, which again, isn‘t very “ladylike.” I’m to fucking nice for my own damn good.
Fears: No one coming to leave flowers on my grave. br />
Weakness in Males: Dark Eyes-brown or blue gets me hard, and a man with a brain turns me so on.
Overall Weakness: Yellow kitten and the smell of laundry soap
Pet Peeves in People: People who can’t be honest with me. (Especially fucking boys and the type of people who have no reason to lie to me in the first place.) People who are lazy; as in the ones who can’t do their work. (No I will not, “Work harder!” and no it’s not “Come on Comrades!”…..If you don’t get where those quotes come from...put down you fucking IPhone, put out your fucking joint, and get off the computer and read a book. You know the things that you have to carry in your book bag? They are not just for using as paper weights, ya know.) General stupidity as in not having common sense. People who can’t at least do the speed limit. Don't pull the fuck out in front of me, if you are not going to go the fucking speed limit or move. People who can’t keep their promises. (Especially fucking boys, one of them with the initials JCT.) People who use me. (Especially fucking boys.) People who abuse animals. People who think that they did nothing wrong, when in fact they are the ones that fuck up everything and are to fucking stupid to realize what the fuck they are doing. (These of the types that I love to piss off later when they realize that I was right along. It’s fun being a bitch to them. What? At least “I” can admit it.) And people who talk during movies. Along with fucking smokers/druggies (If you smoke and what to get with me, your chances are slim so please don’t even try. If you want me my friend then that is okay, but I will bitch you out about doing it.)
Best Accents: England. Hands down. Well….Scottish can probably give it a run for it’s money.
Quote: "For I shall never know happiness again...for I'm in love!"
Music: One of the few things that I think makes me be understood or can truly define me. I listen to just about anything from show tunes, heavy mental, jazz, classical, pop, country, to dance. I mostly don't listen to rap though.
Animal: Bears and yellow kittens.
Spend free time: Reading. Too fucking much. Cuddling. Playing with my moi chats:)Shopping, sleeping, eating, hang out with family/friends, going to the movies, shop some more, drive around with friends/my dog, cleaning, working out at the gym, and writing. Here is a piece for your enjoyment. Or criticism you fuck tards.
Perfect
Make me beautiful.
With your dirty scalpel Cut away the vulgar fat, Staple me up and cover the old stress marks.
Put in Implants to make me symmetrical Lower the bump on my nose to make it little and cute.
Fried my eyes so I won’t wear glasses Straighten out my teeth, dye them white, so they’ll shine.
Straighten out my hair, give me extensions, and dye it blonde, Paint my nails to match my wardrobe.
Drug me up and smear cream on my face to make it zit-less, Burn the hair off my body except on my head.
Give me more height, Along with curvy hips and vast lips.
Then give me a mirror so I may see, Everything that I am glad I will never be.
Anime: Love it! Cowboy Bebop is my favorite.
Shopping: Yay! (More so if I’m spending someone else’s money.) I hate shopping for shoes, but love shopping for underwear....I dunno. Go figure people.
Pets: I *heart” my kitten, Rumple. More so, than any other man in my life…and my cat is a female.
And her little ones, Moi Petite-Petites. *Pepper and Pif.*
I’m training my dog, Duke, to behave so I can take him on car rides more(He’s not technically my mutt, but he might as well be.)
(I had a pet mouse, but sadly he died)
Other: I’m a fucking geek! Got a problem with it? Get use to it? I’m probably smarter than you anyway, but I usually don’t show it. It’s not nice to rub it into some people’s faces….even if they don’t know that you are. *smirks* Maybe if you stop taking your drugs and let your one brain cell live, you'll get that.
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