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 Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 6:05 pm
 ♥ Tatyana van Kwil ♠ Thirty-seven ♦ Currently unemployed ♣
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 4:03 pm
✰ 『 Basics 』 ✰
TATYANA MARIE VAN KWIL
❝Worrying is stupid. It’s like walking around with an umbrella waiting for it to rain.❞
♣ Nickname(s): Anna, Tat
♠ Age: Thirty-five Thirty-seven
♣ Birthday: Winter 4
♠ Gender: Female
♣ Sexuality: Heterosexual
♠ Job: Unemployed
♣ Residence: I live in a small house with my older brother
✰ 『 Personals 』 ✰
♣ Height: 5'6
♠ Weight: 153 pounds
♣ Hair color: Brown
♠ Eye color: Brown
♣ Distinguishing features: Tattoo on her foot.
✰ 『 Traits 』 ✰
♣ Obnoxious
♠ Precise
♣ Outgoing
♠ Stubborn
♣ Impulsive
♠ Resourceful
✰ 『 Interests 』 ✰
♥ Gossip, who doesn't love gossip? You get to make friends with others who gossip and learn who not to become friends with.
✔ Men who buy me things, I refuse to hang around with tightwads. I'm a goddess and deserve to be pampered, dammit.
✘ Flowers, I would really much rather receive nicer gifts.
☠ Being turned down, is there anything more embarrassing than hearing "umm. No." Not that this has ever happened to me.
♥ Gems, I love new jewelry and have a pretty good collection of gems going that I like to get custom made.
✔ Fighting, it's the best way to find out who you can trust. All the deep s**t comes out during a good fight, or when you're drunk.
✘ Not getting attention, I hate it when I walk by and no one looks. I then do something like sneeze, cough or yell at some low-life to get back to where I need to be. Stared at.
☠ Music that doesn't have a good beat, both of my brothers have the worst taste in music. I swear. I prefer to listen to pop and soft rock.
♥ Attention, it's not like I'm a needy puppy or anything. I just like people talking about me whether it be good or bad, at least they know who I am.
✔ Accessories, I'd really die if I didn't have a gorgeous purse and jewelry that matched every outfit I had.
✘ Boring people, I'm the kind of girl that craves something fun to talk about and if you're the kind of person who never has anything to say, then I hate you.
☠ Most girls, is it just me or have girls lately really dropped a lot? They're all either retarded, doormats, too perfect, or just plain hideous.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 2:19 pm
✰ 『 Biography 』 ✰
My childhood was pretty boring. I'm the middle child, so I never really had much alone time. I do have good brothers, though. They're the only people I actually can say I care about. Well, mom and dad too. But, I've had some rough times with them not wanting to spoil me as much as I felt I needed... Ridiculous, right? When I started school, I hated it. I get way too stressed out and end up messing everything up. But, I got through it somehow and managed to make a few friends along the way. Although I love gossip and talking to people, I have this weird not trusting people thing. So, it was never really a problem for me to just leave everything behind and move with my brothers.
But, I guess you deserve to know a little bit more about me. I've always had a knack for fashion, stemming from my mother. She would always take me on her trips to New York, we'd stroll up and down the streets watching all of the beautiful lights and looking in on all of the beautiful stores. My mother had friends there, ones that pursued the dreams that she always had of living in the lively city and studying fashion. My brothers and I got in the way of her plan, and she settled for our family. I was always so distracted by the wonderful city that I never even noticed my mother's pain when looking at everything so beautiful. While there, I was always allowed one item to purchase and bring home with me. I would usually pick a nice bracelet or beautiful purse, something wonderful to accessorize my growing collection back home. Deep down, I still have the desire to return to that city some day.
But, back to the family. We moved to Nirvani and found a nice room in the local inn. We couldn't afford anything nicer, so I got the bed by the window and Todd got the other. That left Riley sleeping on the ground, not that he really minded since he was up most nights playing his games. We all found jobs relatively quickly, which surprised me as I assumed that we'd spend more time looking. I was pretty excited, especially since I got a job at the hair salon! I took cosmo in school, and love doing my own nails, so I assumed it would be easy.
Not much happened over the course of time after we moved here. We all remained in our room at the inn for quite some time. Of course the living arrangements were still kind of weird, but we got over it. Then things changed, Todd received ownership of the gym after all of his hard work there and thus received a larger amount of money. We both saw that as a perfect opportunity to upgrade into a nicer house, but Riley chose to stay behind. He said it was easier to keep working or something, meh whatever. I was just ecstatic to get my own room for once! The house isn't very large, but it looks like a mansion in comparison to our old room.
Work hasn't been going so well. I had once thought of my boss as a good friend, but all that changed. Over a nice pair of jeans, no less. The local shop was having a blowout sale and a beautiful pair of jeans caught my eye on arrival. I started towards them and just when they were in my reach, someone was tugging at them from the opposite side. Amongst all of these people, I couldn't see who the person was and in this moment, I frankly didn't care. I pulled with all of my might and fell to the floor with the sound of a horrifying rip. I slowly looked down to see one leg gripped tightly in my hand and the other held by none other than a very shocked Kade. We both looked at each other, shocked. I stood up and stared at him in silence only to hear him scream that I was fired. So, I'm now currently living off of Todd and spending all of my time roaming the town trying to find something fun to do, maybe I won't even go back to work.
✰ 『 All Others 』 ✰
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