About Me:
name: Rosaline Ayn Garrison
age: 16 years old
location: way off in left field at all times
attitude: stay outta my way and don’t annoy me, we’ll get along just fine. oh yeah, don’t go near my best guy friend. we had a romantic falling out last year and if anyone looks at him with anything that I could mistake for interest, they lose a limb. and stay away from my current boyfriend too, while you’re at it. paranoid? si . . .
pet peeves: people who stand/sit/exist too close to me. people who are dumb and ask questions that provoke the ever popular “duh” look. my ex-boyfriend calling his current girlfriend his “baby”, “woman”, talking about how many children he wants to have with her, what they do in their spare time, and writing her name with his last name attached on the end of it all over his notebook. anyone whose favorite color is pink. typos on webpages that are painfully obvious: there for their, you’re for your, couch for coach, or vice versa.

miscellaneous:

- I’m incredibly sarcastic.
- guys often mistake me for being a feminist, but I’m not. I’d love to get married and just be a housewife for the rest of my life. provided that I have a computer ..:smile:.. I’ve actually been called a feminist nazi. lovely, huh?
- I used to be a cheerleader until one night during a floor cheer when I looked up and saw people laughing at me. I thought, “What the hell am I doing? This isn’t fun. I’m pretending to be happy when I’m not, waving these multi-colored plastic things in the air, wearing a beyond uncomfortable polyester uniform with a skirt that is just a tad too short for my liking VOLUNTARILY.” that made me decide that I wasn’t going to try out this year. I felt like a walking contradiction. I mean, a sarcastic cheerleader who once battled depression and suicidal tendencies? I just failed to find the logic in the situation.
- I have two older sisters. Miss them both a lot.
- I have a vicious little gray cat named Shady who is about . . . four years old I think. He’s fat, weighing in at an estimated thirty pounds. He’s also gay. I had two of my guy friends over and Shady was just loving both of them to death, rubbing on them and stuff. He totally ignored me and one of my guy friends’ girlfriend. Severely less than heterosexual.
- I play the piano and guitar. Not well, mind you, but I do play.
- I like all music; pop, blues, oldies, R&B, country (not all, but some), rap, classical . . .
- favorite cartoon is either Sailor Moon, Daria, or Smurfs
- I have this strange obsession with horror movies. I love being scared. My favorite movies include Seven, Urban Legend, Scream, Dirty Dancing . . . Oops! How did that last one get in there? Well, the writing/acting in that movie was pretty scary. But, where else can you find good dancing, a good soundtrack, and Patrick Swayze shirtless through a good majority of it?
- I’m prone to being possessive over my friends. Another person tries to get close to them, I get hostile.
- I hate science classes.
- I love English/writing classes.
- I’m very glad that I never have to attend another PE class again.
- I detest coconut and pineapple.
- I couldn’t live without peaches, apples, and kiwi.

addicted to . . .

- sleep (gotta have it)
- chicken
- guys with nice smiles
- David Spade movies/stand up comedy routines
- that neat sound my keyboard keys make when I type
- using big words to confuse people
- blonde jokes
- highlighting my light brown hair blonde
- showers
- candles
- bubble bath
- my fuzzy blue blanket
- writing fake newspaper/magazine articles about me being in a successful band
- daydreaming
- smiling at people just to make them wonder why
- talking to myself
- wintergreen gum
- threatening to bring back freshman initiation for my two best friends little brothers (Mitch and Jared)
- attention
- Bobby Darin music
- the weird little spasm I have after taking a big gulp of Alka Seltzer Plus
- “The Tell-Tale Heart” by Edgar Allan Poe
- keychains
- penguins
- the colors blue and green
- the way my name looks in print
- bashing the Spice Girls
- the way it feels when my best (male) friend and I laugh at the same time. It’s like magic.
- chicken flavored rice a roni
- thinking up new insults to use on the people around me
- 80’s rock ballads
- Aerosmith (I went to an Aerosmith concert, do da, do da . . . )
- big comfy t shirts, jeans that have been broken in, wool socks, running shoes, and zip up sweatshirts
- coffee
- playing rock & roll Jeopardy in the comfort of my own home, and winning
- Song 2 by Blur
- dancing and singing at the top of my lungs whenever no one is home but me
- Hanson’s version of “Good Lovin’”
- orange sherbet
- driving
- when my parents are introducing my sisters and I to people and refer to me as “the calm one”
- showing off my prom pictures
- “To Kill A Mockingbird” by Harper Lee
- referring to males as lesser life forms and pissing my buddy Ryan off
- writing on chalk boards/dry erase boards
- saying movie character’s lines before they say them, complete with word emphasis and hand motions
- Twist magazine
- playing solitaire
- buying new books
- t shirts with funny phrases on them that make people say, “Stop. Turn around. What does your shirt say?”
- baggy sweatpants
- lotsa big fluffy pillows
- my chia pet
- thinking about who I would want to take as my date if I ever had to go to a big movie permiere or something like that. It’s currently a toss up between Alan, Ryan, James, or my daddy
- putting in my Hole cd, standing in front of my full length mirror with too much make-up on, and lip synching to the song better than they do in their videos
- designing my ideal house on my computer’s nifty little 3D Home Archetect
- desperately attempting to write deep poetry (and failing nine out of ten times . . )
- thunderstorms
- “Layla” and “Wonderful Tonight” by Eric Clapton
- taking pictures of things
- taking quizes in magazines
- thinking up names for my children (Isaac Sebastian, Aidan Joseph, Alec James, Dawson Taylor, Marian Leigh, Layla Kathryn, Juilet Elizabeth, and Cate Noelle. Yes, I do want to have eight children. God gave me big hips for a reason, CHILD BEARING!)

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