And so Pidge tries another 30 day meme
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hellzabethAnd it's not fandom related! Hopefully I won't fail abysmally at this one, as I did the last one. Gives me something to do at least.
Hi ho thar great wide internet, I am Pidge, known to my friends as Liz, my co-workers as Lizzo, my close family as Lizzy and my expanded family as Elizabeth. I know I'm in big trouble once my mother starts shouting "ELIZABETH HOPE DOVE" up the stairs at me. I know she's begging for favors when she yells "sweetheart" instead. I have ginger, curly, untamable hair that has a tendency to eat things (woe betide those who threw pens at my hair in school, they did not get them back), blue eyes and skinpaler than a vampire's like an English rose thank you very much. B|
I was born in Portsmouth, England, and raised until I was 1 years old down in Southampton, where I spent the majority of my time eating sand and making my parents regret teaching me to talk. We then moved to the town of Petersfield (go on, google earth that shit) where we have lived to this day. My sister was born when I was three and we get on surprisingly well for siblings.
As a young child my parents both had to work very often while I was still at home. As a result, direct or not, I watched a lot of movies, and hardly any of them were English, and thus grew up with a very confusing American accent, so much that despite the fact I have grown very attached to my English nationality now, I still slip in to it when absentminded, tired or otherwise distracted. The same can be said of my sister, though she still hasn't grown out of it and people get very confused by our speech patterns since we end up halfway between English and American when we're around each other (so... Canadian? /SHOT)
School sucked while I was there, and my only remaining memory left of nursery school is when a boy threw a chair at me and winded me. I though I was going to die, haha orz;; Nobody wanted to be friends with the ginger kid until I finally met a girl called Katie in Year 2, and then my friend Cam in Year 3, but the two of them bickered so often that I would skip school to avoid it. Secondary school was no better, because at least before I didn't have HORMONES AND ACNE AND FAILING VISION AND BRACES to deal with all at the same time. I have an irrational distrust of men due to the bullying I received at school for my red hair and it's tendency to... friz. And it really doesn't help one's confidence when one's schoolmates are throwing rocks at you and tipping yogurt down your school blazer and throwing your bag in puddles. This distrust extends to general paranoia when there are crowds, particularly of boys I don't know, and especially if they are laughing. I know it's not at me, but all the same, I avoid it.And this is why I do not go outside often or talk to people, the football pitch is mere yards from my house orz
College was much better because there I met Nena. She did not know she would be called Nena at the time, because she was Emily then, but now she is called Nena. We met in English class and realised we went home on the same bus together, but ended up squeeing over anime and missing it by accident. Whoops. Two years on and Nena is now my girlfriend who I do dere over and love very much. Then in the second year we met Sarahas we stalked her the second we saw her Death Note schoolbag, I mean and the power trio was complete. <3
I am currently re-taking exams to get in to University, and also holding up a job at the local corner shop in order to both save up and have cash to spend on stuff I need.
TL;DR: Pidge is a weird person.
Prompts:
Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today
Day 11 – Your siblings
Day 12 – What’s in your bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – What you wore today
Day 15 – Your dreams
Day 16 – Your first kiss
Day 17 – Your favorite memory
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday
Day 19 – Something you regret
Day 20 – This month
Day 21 – Another moment
Day 22 – Something that upsets you
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry
Day 25 – A first
Day 26 – Your fears
Day 27 – Your favorite place
Day 28 – Something that you miss
Day 29 – Your aspirations
Day 30 – One last moment
Hi ho thar great wide internet, I am Pidge, known to my friends as Liz, my co-workers as Lizzo, my close family as Lizzy and my expanded family as Elizabeth. I know I'm in big trouble once my mother starts shouting "ELIZABETH HOPE DOVE" up the stairs at me. I know she's begging for favors when she yells "sweetheart" instead. I have ginger, curly, untamable hair that has a tendency to eat things (woe betide those who threw pens at my hair in school, they did not get them back), blue eyes and skin
I was born in Portsmouth, England, and raised until I was 1 years old down in Southampton, where I spent the majority of my time eating sand and making my parents regret teaching me to talk. We then moved to the town of Petersfield (go on, google earth that shit) where we have lived to this day. My sister was born when I was three and we get on surprisingly well for siblings.
As a young child my parents both had to work very often while I was still at home. As a result, direct or not, I watched a lot of movies, and hardly any of them were English, and thus grew up with a very confusing American accent, so much that despite the fact I have grown very attached to my English nationality now, I still slip in to it when absentminded, tired or otherwise distracted. The same can be said of my sister, though she still hasn't grown out of it and people get very confused by our speech patterns since we end up halfway between English and American when we're around each other (so... Canadian? /SHOT)
School sucked while I was there, and my only remaining memory left of nursery school is when a boy threw a chair at me and winded me. I though I was going to die, haha orz;; Nobody wanted to be friends with the ginger kid until I finally met a girl called Katie in Year 2, and then my friend Cam in Year 3, but the two of them bickered so often that I would skip school to avoid it. Secondary school was no better, because at least before I didn't have HORMONES AND ACNE AND FAILING VISION AND BRACES to deal with all at the same time. I have an irrational distrust of men due to the bullying I received at school for my red hair and it's tendency to... friz. And it really doesn't help one's confidence when one's schoolmates are throwing rocks at you and tipping yogurt down your school blazer and throwing your bag in puddles. This distrust extends to general paranoia when there are crowds, particularly of boys I don't know, and especially if they are laughing. I know it's not at me, but all the same, I avoid it.
College was much better because there I met Nena. She did not know she would be called Nena at the time, because she was Emily then, but now she is called Nena. We met in English class and realised we went home on the same bus together, but ended up squeeing over anime and missing it by accident. Whoops. Two years on and Nena is now my girlfriend who I do dere over and love very much. Then in the second year we met Sarah
I am currently re-taking exams to get in to University, and also holding up a job at the local corner shop in order to both save up and have cash to spend on stuff I need.
TL;DR: Pidge is a weird person.
Prompts:
Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today
Day 11 – Your siblings
Day 12 – What’s in your bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – What you wore today
Day 15 – Your dreams
Day 16 – Your first kiss
Day 17 – Your favorite memory
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday
Day 19 – Something you regret
Day 20 – This month
Day 21 – Another moment
Day 22 – Something that upsets you
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry
Day 25 – A first
Day 26 – Your fears
Day 27 – Your favorite place
Day 28 – Something that you miss
Day 29 – Your aspirations
Day 30 – One last moment
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Date: 2010-09-10 10:37 am (UTC)Pfft ranga kids. Jesus I don't remember any of them actually being bullied though, at least not in my school. o__O There was this girl in highschool whose hair was the prettiest shade of red ever though. And it took a lot for me not to go >____> /touches
Red being my favourite colour does not help in the slightest, no sirThis has suddenly, irrationally made me miss my highschool friends A LOT and I will be all over them the moment this semester is over and I'm not so s;lflkfBUSY. ;;