Post by * OLIVER JAMES BENNETT on Feb 26, 2010 16:29:43 GMT -5
- - - - - oliver james bennett.
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WELCOME TO SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA. FIRST, WE NEED TO GET TO KNOW A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOU. TELL US YOUR NAME, NICKNAMES, AGE, JOB, ETC.
" well hey there! so, yeah, i'm going to talk about myself so don't be afraid to shut me up if you want. well, my full name's oliver james bennett. but who goes by full names right? so just call me ollie, or whatever nicknames you can think of because, honestly, i won't mind any nicknames.i mean, they're whatever, and as long as i know you're talking to me, then you're good. i mean, no one really calls me james or whatever, because... who really calls anyone by their middle name? i think that's just stupid. besides most people don't know your middle name, so... okay, i'm done with that rant, haha. anyways. well, i'm nineteen. i know, i'm young, right? haha. well my birthday's november fourteenth. i expect some kind of present, got it? haha. uuh, what else is there... oh job? i work as a waiter at the red clam. i know, sounds fancy and all. it's not that bad. and surprisingly i make a good waiter, haha. "
NOW TELL US ABOUT YOUR LIKES, DISLIKES, AND JUST YOUR PERSONALITY IN GENERAL. WHAT KIND OF PERSON ARE YOU? BE DESCRIPTIVE SO WE CAN GET TO KNOW THE REAL YOU.
" not asking for much are you? well! i guess i'll just start talking, haha. well, you see, i love to laugh, alot. i don't know how or why it happens or anything you know? i swear in every conversation i have, there will be at least four random bursts of laughter mixed in. i mean, it's not a bad thing i guess but it's annoying. it annoys me sometimes too, so don't worry if you think i'm annoying, i annoy myself too. though i think i mostly laugh when i have to talk about myself. i really don't like doing that, so i make myself seem like this ... i don't even know. i make fun of myself al ot. i mean, i'm not one of those people who think their the shit or something, i just pretty much make fun of myself more than other people make fun of me. call me an oddball but it makes me feel better than someone complimenting me. don't you already think i'm screwed in the head? don't worry a lot of people too. i talk a lot, i'm just warning you now. i try not to run of out of things to say. it's good practice for those conversatiosn you have where you might run out of things to say, you know. or awkward situations. i think it's just easier to be in that situation when you know how to get out of it. or you just know how to ease the tension. hm... let's see, what else is there... i'm not exactly the smartest person out there, so be warned. sometimes takes me a minute to understand things, and i hate reading. so. yeah. sorry if i piss you off. uuuhm. i'm hyper. i really am just throwing that out there. no, i don't have adhd or anything like that. and no, i'm not insane. i just have a lot of energy, once i wake up. i'm not the kind of guy to wake up at like, seven in the morning or whatever though. if anyone wakes me up then i am guaranteed to smack them. i'm not a morning person by any means, unless i have coffee. i'm an addict for caffeine, haha. all right this is all more personal stuff, i guess. i don't know. i'm a romantic guy, or at least i try to be. you know, the whole first date, second date thing? buying flowers and chocolates and what not? i mean i think that's nice. i fall easily though for girls, so... sometimes it blows up in my face, but. you know. i never learn, haha. i mean you try changing that!
all right. likes and dislikes. i like a lot of things, so be warned. this list will go on for a while, all right? so. the one thing i absolutely love is caffeine. it's like my alcohol. i mean i drink, sure. but i'm not addicted to it like i am addicted to coffee. not gonna lie i drink like four cups a day. i love candy, or anything sweet, to be honest. i don't exclude anything that has sugar in it. i love texting; it's my main way oc comminication, next to instant messenger and webchats. oh, i love those too. web chats i mean. they're pretty fun. what else ist here... i love parties. i mean, not even just those wild rave-like parties, birthday parties, costume parties, whatever party there is. for people my age i mean. i'm not goign to go to some twelve year olds party, thanks. i'd rather not feel like a pedophile, hah. i love sleeping in, no lie. and staying up. i'll stay up till four in the morning, sleep till noon, do the same thing. that's how my life goes i guess hm... all right. i like straighteners. how else do you think i get my hair like this? haha. sadly it's not natural. that would be flippin' awesome though. i love skateboarding too. i mean, i do that most of the time in my spare time. and swimming. swimming is boss, and you know it. all right, i think i'll stop with the likes and name some of the stuff i don't like. i mean i have a lot of those too. i hate alarm clocks, first off. goes with the whole getting up in the morning thing. hate that, and hate them. they are obnoxious. i like getting up, you know, on my own. uuh, i hate decaf. my mom used to try and get me to get into decaf, saying caffeine wasn't good for you and shit. i was like 'hahha no.' so anyone who tries to get me off my coffee kick, i will hurt them, only not really. but i will glare, hah. i hate anything with blueberries. no, i'm not allergic. i just hate blueberries. they just aren't that great. i hate having actual phone conversations. i mean i don't mind them but i try not to have them because i just hate holding a phone up to my ear. it's just... i don't even know. uuh. i hate baggy jeans. i am dead serious. skinny jeans all the way for me. i hate baggy anything with a passion... well baggy anythign that i wear on the lower half of my body i think that's specific enough, hah. "
LET'S DIVE INTO YOUR HISTORY. NOTHING IS TOO PERSONAL. TELL US ABOUT WHERE YOU'RE FROM AND HOW YOU ENDED UP IN THE LAND DOWN UNDER.
" well, i can certainly warn you right now, this is going to be boring. i'm not interesting, i'm just saying. well. you know when i was born, november fourteenth. nothing too special, it was in the middle of hte night. why my mom was still up at that time i do not know. the story was she was up in the living room at like, oen in the morning and yeah. she felt the contractions or whatever andt hen like four hours later i was born. i have no idea what she was doing up then. wasnt' she supposed to get rest? i don't know. anyways, yeah. i'm their only child. oh, and if you were curious, my parents janes were jane and kevin. i know, unique. i don't now how they got oliver either. i guess they picked random names out of a hat or something. i don't mind it though. i think it's a boss name. and before i go any furthur; i say boss a lot. so get used to it, kthx. anyways. uuhm. yeah, onyl child, raised by both my parents. they had work and stuff so they had lives which meant the baby makin' process was to be put on old forever, haha. all right! well, i grew up... honestly, from ages two to nine, nothing too exciting happened. i think my mom told me she dropped me on my head a fair few times... would explain a lot... all right.
when i was ten, i got into skateboarding. honestly, i don't really remember it, but i remember my cousin was into it and i thought it was the coolest thing ever and i begged him to teach me. i think that's how i got fucked up. i fell a lot, according to him. but eventually i got the hang of it, you know. made a lot of friends in school that way. guitar playing came second. i took a class, then asked my parents if they'd sign me up for lessons. i think they were happy i was getting into something that would cause me to hurt myself, aha. uuuh. so yeah. i took lessons for a year before i just stopped going. i forget why i stopped. money was tight at that time, i got bored, i'll give you a ton of reasons why i stopped going. well... uuhm. honestly, there isn't much hell. i graduated highschool last year, yeah, at eighteen, haha. uhm. you know, i've been hanging out, you know. i mean, i'm not the brightest, i'll be the first to admit that. i knew i would not make it into college. and so i got a job at the red clam so i'm not completely, you know, wasting my time. hey, i am getting money, i can still hang out... i think life's going pretty good, haha. "
you can call me rini. i'm spinning seventeen tracks on my record and i hang out in the eastern timezone. alrighty, don't hate at me just because i'm using alex gaskarth's face, he falls into the skate dudes. just in case you're looking for me, i also play dakota rae johnson(coming soon). did you hear about the word? ADMIN EDIT is the word. k, let's do this.
saturday mornings sucked. why? because gabrielle had nothing to do. almost every saturday she would wake up, eat breakfast, go to either the library or the courtyards, eat lunch, hide out in the common room for a good few hours, eat dinner, go back to the common room, spend some time there, and then sleep. that was how she spent most saturdays. the pattern was getting too repetitive, and honestly, too boring. she hated it. she was so bored of it. so for that saturday, she had decided maybe she should go practice quidditch or something. the team didn't have practice that day or anything, but gabby loved riding her broom. it was quite fun, and relaxing, and it just helped her take her mind off things. mostly because she had to make sure she didn't crash into anything, harhar. so, admitting to herself that she could not spend the full day in bed, she pushed the covers off her small body as she sat up, stretching. her dormmates were mostly still asleep, save for one or two of them. yawning slightly, she swung her feet over to the edge of the bed and jumped off, trying to make as little noise as possible. her roommates, she knew, probably would not appreciate waking up this early for nothing. so, quietly, she went over to the edge of her bed, where her trunk lay. unlocking it as quietly as she could, she opened it up, cringing slightly. every time she tried sneaking through the dorm to avoid waking her roommates up, every single sound seemed to be four times louder than it normally would have been. it was so annoying. biting her lip, she quickly opened the link, hoping that by opening it quickly the squeaks would be less noticable. they weren't.
knowing she wouldn't have to wear a uniform, she pulled out a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt to change into. after she managed to dig out her shoes from underneath her bed, gabby quietly got changed, glancing out the window every few seconds. it sure was a nice day out. she was already excited. she ran a hand through her hair; it didn't feel that bad, so she was sure it looked fine. grabbing her broom, she decided to just head down to the great hall first. she learned the hard way that not eating before flying was not a smart thing to do. hoping down the stairs, she somehow managed to get her shoes fully on as she reached the bottom of the stairs. that took talent. she was pretty sure that was her story of the day. for anyone who was willing to listen to her anyways.
so, with that, she hopped out of the common room, clutching her broom tightly. she was very protective of her broom. if there was anything she was protective of, it was that. well next to garret but he could protect himself well, so there was no real need for her to be protective of him. she waved a hand at a few ravenclaws that were in her year that were walking past her. at least she wasn't the only one up at this early hour. she used to be able to sleep in till noon on the weekends, and weekdays during the summer, before she came to hogwarts. once she had started coming to hogwarts, she had to learn to force herself to get up early. she'd already gotten two detentions in her first year because of her inability to be able to wake up on time. sadly it was not like muggle school at all. that was the one thing she didn't like about hogwarts, even if she did love every aspect.
the great hall wasn't that packed. students were scattered around the room, some eating with their housemates and some with other houses. she scanned the room, but none of her friends were up yet. she decided to check the gryffindor table to see if garret was there, but he wasn't. hm. she had to think. maybe the gryffindors had practice in the morning. she knew that that was probably the only thing in the world kelley took seriously. it made her laugh, really. that thought just kept her smiling as she walked towards the hufflepuff table, sitting down somewhere in the middle of the table. propping her broom up beside her, pulling a plate in front of her, she loaded it up with a bit of food. she never ate that much. probably why she stayed tiny as anything. hm.. she shoudl consider eating more. maybe good food would also help her grow a bit too. she was often sick of having to look up at everything, especially her own brother. she only came up to his elbow or something, she was dead certain.
well, breakfast went quickly for her. she finished off her pumpkin juice quickly before she stood up, grabbing her broom. she waved to a few girls in her potions class that walked in as she walked out of the great hall and turned to walk out towards the quidditch pitch. yep, looks like gryffindor was finishing up a morning practice. laughing slightly, she headed on. she was pretty sure then that garret wouldn't be in the greatest moods then. he hated waking up early as much as she did. then again she was sure he loved quidditch as much as she did though. that was probably the one thing they had in common, quidditch. somehow they both were hella good. though they were two different positions, they both had talent. she was pretty glad she got talent in something like quidditch. muggle sports themselves were not her strong suit. she shuddered at the thought of the physical education classes they had in elementary school.
as she entered the quidditch pitch, she spotted the gryffindor team heading into the changing rooms. she looked down at what she was wearing; maybe muggle clothes weren't the best for flying. oh well. it was a beautiful day out. it would have to do for today. she glanced back up, and smiled as she took a step forward, walking towards garret and kelley, who looked to be in conversation. ahh well. skipping the last few steps, she tried to give garret a hug from behind, but it didnt work out too well with a huge broom the size of ... well, herself, in her hands. she was pretty sure she might have hit him. "sorry!" she said as she moved to stand next to them. waving a hand at kelley, who made a face at her, she watched them exchange some other words about quidditch, but she tuned out, instead deciding to stare up into the sky. kelley always made faces at her, mostly becuse when she was little she had done that to him randomly. it was a thing now. he was pretty much her older brother too,
hearing footsteps, she looked forward, seeing kelley heading back to the changing rooms, already stripping out of his uniform. making a face right back at him that she knew he couldn't see, she turned to garret. "good practice?" she said in honest curiosity.