Post by Jade on Jul 13, 2007 15:20:29 GMT -5
Name :
Jade Weria Linnel
Nicknames :
Jay
Age :
15
Gender:
Female
Years of riding :
Almost Eight
Appearance:
I, Jade Linnel, have aqua blue eyes with a light green twist on the outside rim of them. My hair is thick, with light blonde on top, and a dark chocolate brown underneath. It cascades down my back to just under my shoulder blades, and it is slightly wavy ( unless I straighten it, which I quite often do ). I have blonde bangs that hang down midway in my blue/green eyes, and my layers border my face perfectly.
I have fair skin, thats soft, and burns easily in the sun. My body is hourglassed in shape, and I'm not exactly what people would call fat, but I'm not just skin and bones either. I like to live a healthy lifestyle, not fat, not anorexic. My lips are ruby red, and they stand out against my light peach skin. I'm around 5'3, maybe a little shorter.
Everything about me is delecite, my skin tone, my soft bell like voice, my gentle eyes, my small proportioned body, I am a small girl for my age, but trust me, what I lack in size I gain in brain.
Style :
I am rather shy, so I try to dress down any bright colors that might occur in my wardrobe, I use neutrals and black quite often. I like to wear jeans, capris, and occasionally a mini skirt or 2. My shoe style is about the same, flats, runners, or a very small heel that isnt ever colored very bright. I like to listen to country music, or sometimes soothing music like tape records of a desolate beach. I very much dislike the loud screaming styles of rock music and emo/punk bands. At times if I'm steaming mad, or if I am very hyper ( not often) I might listen to a loud song, but not ussually.
For make up I wear earth tones to really enhance the look of naturality around me. I still dont like loud colors, just a light colorless gloss, light blush, brown eye shadow, and light green eyeliner.
Personality:
Everyone has to have met at least one person who is incredibley shy, and timid... Yea? Well that would be me. Human encounters for me, well they are kind of like meeting the monster who used to hide in your closet when you were young. Humans and me... Well I dont like to talk to them that much.
Now with horses its another way completely. Im open and I trust them with my everything. I would do anything to be around them for more than I already am. On horses I feel free, I know they love me and wouldnt betray or hurt me on purpose. So with them I feel renewed, like the life I had been hidding from everyone else was fresh, and I could actually live.
I am really kind and caring, just people are so unpredictable, In my old school I seen alot of that, best friends turning their backs on each other, the tears, and the misery people make others bear. Its incredulous, how some people are so open., and even though others have hurt them so much they can still come crawling back and be friends with that person again.
After seeing that for so many years I began to trust others less and less. Now, Im a shy person, afraid of the world and what terrible things people would do to me.
History:
Mother, father. Happily ever after. Big bussiness, huge house, royal treatment. I got a horse when I was young, a personel intsuctor named Michelle, and anything else I wanted.
I was living the fairytale life it might seem right? Wrong. So very wrong. My mother went to work because she loved the job she had had before I was born, being an airflight attendant, she said traveling the world was fun, and my father stayed at his multi-million job as well. We were raking in the money... But my parents were never home. I had my toys, my nana, and I quite often talked to grandmother who was overseas. I was miserable having to eat supper with just the nana, and having 2 empty places where my mom and dad were supposed to be.
Then my life changed for the worst. One rainy day when the nana couldnt get to the house, my mom was stuck at the airport and my dad was probably asleep at a hotel, I called my grandmother. No one picked up. Grandmother had mentioned something about being sick last time I called her, and I was afraid. i called my mother and once the storm finished she came and got me.
I was packed up to head to a little town known as Heart LAke Valley, were grandmother had lived. When I got there she was sick in bed. Then just as I was nodding off to sleep I noticed her eyes were staring open and she hadnt coughed for around a half hour. I checked her and she had gone. I was completely misserable after the passsing of grandmother, so I stayed here, on the way in I noticed some stables, and I decided that I was old enough to stay here for the summer.
I called home, said grandmothe was fine, and that I would be staying the summer. Now I am here, waiting for an adventure.
Accommodation :
Im living in my deceased grandmothers house.
Jade Weria Linnel
Nicknames :
Jay
Age :
15
Gender:
Female
Years of riding :
Almost Eight
Appearance:
I, Jade Linnel, have aqua blue eyes with a light green twist on the outside rim of them. My hair is thick, with light blonde on top, and a dark chocolate brown underneath. It cascades down my back to just under my shoulder blades, and it is slightly wavy ( unless I straighten it, which I quite often do ). I have blonde bangs that hang down midway in my blue/green eyes, and my layers border my face perfectly.
I have fair skin, thats soft, and burns easily in the sun. My body is hourglassed in shape, and I'm not exactly what people would call fat, but I'm not just skin and bones either. I like to live a healthy lifestyle, not fat, not anorexic. My lips are ruby red, and they stand out against my light peach skin. I'm around 5'3, maybe a little shorter.
Everything about me is delecite, my skin tone, my soft bell like voice, my gentle eyes, my small proportioned body, I am a small girl for my age, but trust me, what I lack in size I gain in brain.
Style :
I am rather shy, so I try to dress down any bright colors that might occur in my wardrobe, I use neutrals and black quite often. I like to wear jeans, capris, and occasionally a mini skirt or 2. My shoe style is about the same, flats, runners, or a very small heel that isnt ever colored very bright. I like to listen to country music, or sometimes soothing music like tape records of a desolate beach. I very much dislike the loud screaming styles of rock music and emo/punk bands. At times if I'm steaming mad, or if I am very hyper ( not often) I might listen to a loud song, but not ussually.
For make up I wear earth tones to really enhance the look of naturality around me. I still dont like loud colors, just a light colorless gloss, light blush, brown eye shadow, and light green eyeliner.
Personality:
Everyone has to have met at least one person who is incredibley shy, and timid... Yea? Well that would be me. Human encounters for me, well they are kind of like meeting the monster who used to hide in your closet when you were young. Humans and me... Well I dont like to talk to them that much.
Now with horses its another way completely. Im open and I trust them with my everything. I would do anything to be around them for more than I already am. On horses I feel free, I know they love me and wouldnt betray or hurt me on purpose. So with them I feel renewed, like the life I had been hidding from everyone else was fresh, and I could actually live.
I am really kind and caring, just people are so unpredictable, In my old school I seen alot of that, best friends turning their backs on each other, the tears, and the misery people make others bear. Its incredulous, how some people are so open., and even though others have hurt them so much they can still come crawling back and be friends with that person again.
After seeing that for so many years I began to trust others less and less. Now, Im a shy person, afraid of the world and what terrible things people would do to me.
History:
Mother, father. Happily ever after. Big bussiness, huge house, royal treatment. I got a horse when I was young, a personel intsuctor named Michelle, and anything else I wanted.
I was living the fairytale life it might seem right? Wrong. So very wrong. My mother went to work because she loved the job she had had before I was born, being an airflight attendant, she said traveling the world was fun, and my father stayed at his multi-million job as well. We were raking in the money... But my parents were never home. I had my toys, my nana, and I quite often talked to grandmother who was overseas. I was miserable having to eat supper with just the nana, and having 2 empty places where my mom and dad were supposed to be.
Then my life changed for the worst. One rainy day when the nana couldnt get to the house, my mom was stuck at the airport and my dad was probably asleep at a hotel, I called my grandmother. No one picked up. Grandmother had mentioned something about being sick last time I called her, and I was afraid. i called my mother and once the storm finished she came and got me.
I was packed up to head to a little town known as Heart LAke Valley, were grandmother had lived. When I got there she was sick in bed. Then just as I was nodding off to sleep I noticed her eyes were staring open and she hadnt coughed for around a half hour. I checked her and she had gone. I was completely misserable after the passsing of grandmother, so I stayed here, on the way in I noticed some stables, and I decided that I was old enough to stay here for the summer.
I called home, said grandmothe was fine, and that I would be staying the summer. Now I am here, waiting for an adventure.
Accommodation :
Im living in my deceased grandmothers house.
