Post by lily on Jul 11, 2012 20:11:29 GMT -5
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CTIZEN. NINETEEN. STUDENT AT BERKLEE COLLEGE. QUIEST. LOYAL. ARTISTIC. GOOFY. INNOCENT.
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,386,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, width:130px; height: 200px; background-image: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5hh3cDwEm1ql1a4eo4_250.png);][/style] | [style=height: 180px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9px;]well, i was born in dublin to neil patrick and anne torres, i have a half-brother, who shares a name with our da, they have this whole way of how they distinguish themselves name wise. but that's not really important. me and my big brother have always been like best friends though. my ma is a saint, i love her to death, she was always there for me as a kid, and I couldn't remember one night that she didn't read me a fairytale at bed or didn't take care of me when I was sick. She always said I could anything I ever wanted and her voice telling me that still hits me from time to time when I doubt myself. It made me a much bolder person, if not for her telling me those words, I wouldn't have shinned cried and begged to start dancing, and I wouldn't have started when I was just five. Heck I'd bet I'd be a skinny pathetic little nerdy bookworm who only had one friend in the world, my big brother. My mother never hid a thing from me, so I knew from an early age what our family was troubled with when it came to her involvement in the mafia, I used to not really care so much. It was just always something I lived with not needing to worry about, you know. But I'll never get that image outta my head of seeing my brother beat up because of them. I kind of hate my mother for bringing it to the family... My big brother had gotten hurt because of it. I was still really young back then but to me he was my invincible strong big brother. I still cringe a bit when I see the scar over Neil's eye then I just want to shout and have him stop treating me like a baby and just try my own turn at getting us out. But anyway I lost track now... Oh yes, I moved to sapphire bay with Neil after da opened up a publishing company or whatever over here. Ma didn't like the idea too much her baby going to live with her big brother but she has made me strong enough to survive living with him. not like we have a hard life or anything. anyway I finished highschool in America and though I had never done too much of it before i had always loved to sing, it was a secret of mine but I had decided to do what I want with my life and now I am majoring in performance and vocals at berklee now and I work at a coffee shop for a little of my own money. I try to really just live in the moment the wind will figure out which way it's blowing and I will wind up were I do I suppose. Well I'm a very artistic person, I may be majoring in music and dance in college but I also draw and paint though I just do that more for fun than really anything else I'm not a pro or anything. I would say I am selectively active... I don't like working too much but hey, a girls gotta make a living right? But I love to play soccer with my brother and go out and have some fun with my friends, especially go out dancing I'm not even really in it to meet anyone or anything I just love it. It's a little goofy thing about me, doesn't matter where I am or who is around if I hear music I'm gonna dance, or if I'm goofing around with my friends and we don't have music, eh I'll dance anyway. And trust me I'd rather be happy goofing off and being around friends then miserable but I kinda got a quiet side to me that really I don't become that fun loving happy go lucky world of rainbows and sunshine person until I know you, or are with friends, or on a sugar high. I can admit bit of a cross between the quiet girl and the thick-headed kick your ass kind of girl. Most of the time I'd rather just be with my friends or by myself relaxing or having fun but even dare take a shot at my friends or my brother and I get really really angry and well I picked it up from my big brother actually, I convince people that between the three parties in a fight... I'm the right one, and they should just agree wig me. It's a little interpretation of some of the stuff my brother does. Not that I enjoy it but hey if it keeps people from fighting it's fine with me. You know how the more people try to convince you against something or keep you from it the more you just wanna be a part of it, well I'm kinda that way with this whole irish mob deal my family is in, I mean I see the damage it's done and I am staying out of it for the sake of my brother... But I'm not really sure what would ever happen to me and him if I did get dragged into it, first of all I have a grudge against that Connor dude for attacking my brother and well as I said I am really really angry about that but I think with him I'd rather just see him hurt then just play a word game on him, second of all I would feel like mother like daughter, she brought this to the Torres family I know she never hid any of that from me but if I got into it... I would just hate myself. And well seeing as I feel like I have addressed him here so much, Neil is a very big part of my life but I guess you can I'm at that inner battling age where I want to sort of not be labeled as his little sister and become my own person and be known for me but I don't want to ruin our relationship because we are so close. And trust me, being a nineteen year old and trying to be a goody-two shoes for your big brother really sucks and I know the what-he-doesn't-know-won't-hurt-us game wont last forever... Ugh I don't know. This is too much for me, why can't someone just tell us all want to and not to do in life that would make things so much easier. |
