Post by LUCIA MARIE NEWMAN on Nov 15, 2011 10:10:11 GMT -5
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LUCIA MARIE NEWMAN • JUNIOR • 17 • TAYLOR SWIFT
" i can't go back, i'm haunted ... "
" i can't go back, i'm haunted ... "
All right! Let's do this! I was told to write a paper on myself, and so I am. It doesn't help that I was given NO INSTRUCTION WHATSOEVER. Thank you, teachers who despise their students. I appreciate it. ANYWAY.
My name is Lucia Marie Newman. And it's pronounced "Loo-chee-ah", not "Loo-cee-ah". I've pretty much given up on people actually pronouncing it right, though, so I won't bite your head off if you say it wrong. Most people call me "Lucy" anyway. So it sorta defeats the purpose. Anyway, I'm 17 years old, and my birthday happens to fall on December 25. Yep. An awesome birthday to have, though I don't think I've had a single birthday part of my own. And all my presents are Christmas themed. It sucks at times, but eh. It could be worse.
I could've been born on a leap year.
I rarely ever see my parents, George and Katalina Newman. Mom is Italian (hence my name), and she works as a fashion designer. Apparently she's very well liked and in high demand, since she's rarely ever home. I see her maybe once or twice a month before she's zooming off again. I really can't say I like or dislike her, since she's always been very distant. Kind, true, and she does care. She's just... never here. People say that I look like her, with the golden hair and green eyes, though my personality is more of my dad's.
My dad is a banker, a true-blue American. I guess you could say that I've grown up in a priviliaged house-hold, as he brings in big money. He's... different. He's very stern, being a military brat. He's a former Marine, and doesn't tolerate anything other than his rules. I guess you could also say he's abusive. Remember that incident a few years ago? About that man who beat his daughter so badly she ended up in the hospital? Yeah, that was me. Don't ask me about it, because I don't talk about it more than I have to. Needless to say, I don't live with him anymore. Haven't since I was thirteen. Instead, my grandfather has guardianship until next year.
I'm not an only child, though it definitely seems like that sometime. I have an older brother, Zane. He's five years older than me. I adored him when I was younger, though now... Well, I haven't seen him since I was eleven. He ran away from home when he was sixteen, and I haven't seen him since. He sends me birthday cards, but the addresses always change, so... I miss him. Other than that, my family life is pretty normal. I grew up in Seattle, Washington, until I recieved a letter to go to this school. I've been here for three years, and still don't know what to make of it.
Uhm... what else? About me.... People say I'm nice, and I guess that's true. I don't like being mean to people, though I do have a sharp tongue. But I prefer to look at things half-full. It's so depressing not to, after all. I tend to be a bit energetic, and a bit of a chatterbox. Being alone sucks, so I tend to talk to the people who keep to themselves. My friends mean the world to me, and I'd do anything for them.
As for negative traits... Well, I guess I'm sort of hot-tempered. My brother use to say that I should've been born a red-head. I have a sharp tongue, and enjoy using sarcasm. Also, I'm a bit... uhm... stubborn. I prefer to think of it as decisive. Once I decide to do something, I'm going to do it. No matter what. But back to my temper... only good thing is that I don't hold grudges! Unless you hurt my friends. Then there will be hell to pay.
But you probably don't want to hear about that, do you? But you want to hear about my power. It isn't anything incredibly awesome or anything like that. In fact, it's much more of a pain in the ass than anything else. It's called empathy. Basically, whatever others feel, I get to feel. Which, lemme tell you, isn't fun. It's often extremely painful. YOU try going into a roomful of teenagers, and being able to feel EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEIR EMOTIONS, and see how well YOU fare. Not well, at all. I can also, to an extent, manipulate them. I can't magically create emotions, it doesn't work that way. But I can increase or decrease the intensity of said emotions. It's not something I do often, because I think it's rude. So yeah. I'm not a big fan of touching others, because physical touch tends to amplihpy emotions. It sucks.
But there is a good side to it. I'm somewhat of a peacekeeper, since I know what everyone's really feeling. And it's nearly impossible to lie to me, since your emotions are a dead giveaway. Most of the time I hate it, but empathy does come in handy once and a while.
So yeah... I think that's about it. Hope it works for you, and that you enjoyed this in depth discussion about yours truly!
QUICK LOOK
Good: Friendly, open, warm, cheerful, optimistic, determined, bright, gentle, loyal
Bad: Sharp-tongued, hot-tempered, shy around guys, family issues, stubborn, unforgiving in certain situation, closed-mouth, keeps secrets
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I could've been born on a leap year.
I rarely ever see my parents, George and Katalina Newman. Mom is Italian (hence my name), and she works as a fashion designer. Apparently she's very well liked and in high demand, since she's rarely ever home. I see her maybe once or twice a month before she's zooming off again. I really can't say I like or dislike her, since she's always been very distant. Kind, true, and she does care. She's just... never here. People say that I look like her, with the golden hair and green eyes, though my personality is more of my dad's.
My dad is a banker, a true-blue American. I guess you could say that I've grown up in a priviliaged house-hold, as he brings in big money. He's... different. He's very stern, being a military brat. He's a former Marine, and doesn't tolerate anything other than his rules. I guess you could also say he's abusive. Remember that incident a few years ago? About that man who beat his daughter so badly she ended up in the hospital? Yeah, that was me. Don't ask me about it, because I don't talk about it more than I have to. Needless to say, I don't live with him anymore. Haven't since I was thirteen. Instead, my grandfather has guardianship until next year.
I'm not an only child, though it definitely seems like that sometime. I have an older brother, Zane. He's five years older than me. I adored him when I was younger, though now... Well, I haven't seen him since I was eleven. He ran away from home when he was sixteen, and I haven't seen him since. He sends me birthday cards, but the addresses always change, so... I miss him. Other than that, my family life is pretty normal. I grew up in Seattle, Washington, until I recieved a letter to go to this school. I've been here for three years, and still don't know what to make of it.
Uhm... what else? About me.... People say I'm nice, and I guess that's true. I don't like being mean to people, though I do have a sharp tongue. But I prefer to look at things half-full. It's so depressing not to, after all. I tend to be a bit energetic, and a bit of a chatterbox. Being alone sucks, so I tend to talk to the people who keep to themselves. My friends mean the world to me, and I'd do anything for them.
As for negative traits... Well, I guess I'm sort of hot-tempered. My brother use to say that I should've been born a red-head. I have a sharp tongue, and enjoy using sarcasm. Also, I'm a bit... uhm... stubborn. I prefer to think of it as decisive. Once I decide to do something, I'm going to do it. No matter what. But back to my temper... only good thing is that I don't hold grudges! Unless you hurt my friends. Then there will be hell to pay.
But you probably don't want to hear about that, do you? But you want to hear about my power. It isn't anything incredibly awesome or anything like that. In fact, it's much more of a pain in the ass than anything else. It's called empathy. Basically, whatever others feel, I get to feel. Which, lemme tell you, isn't fun. It's often extremely painful. YOU try going into a roomful of teenagers, and being able to feel EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEIR EMOTIONS, and see how well YOU fare. Not well, at all. I can also, to an extent, manipulate them. I can't magically create emotions, it doesn't work that way. But I can increase or decrease the intensity of said emotions. It's not something I do often, because I think it's rude. So yeah. I'm not a big fan of touching others, because physical touch tends to amplihpy emotions. It sucks.
But there is a good side to it. I'm somewhat of a peacekeeper, since I know what everyone's really feeling. And it's nearly impossible to lie to me, since your emotions are a dead giveaway. Most of the time I hate it, but empathy does come in handy once and a while.
So yeah... I think that's about it. Hope it works for you, and that you enjoyed this in depth discussion about yours truly!
QUICK LOOK
Good: Friendly, open, warm, cheerful, optimistic, determined, bright, gentle, loyal
Bad: Sharp-tongued, hot-tempered, shy around guys, family issues, stubborn, unforgiving in certain situation, closed-mouth, keeps secrets
HOPEY • 18 • FEMALE
