Cowleena Horsey {D10} {Finished}
Jan 12, 2014 13:22:42 GMT -5
Post by Ella on Jan 12, 2014 13:22:42 GMT -5
Cowleena Horsey
Female (( g e n d e r ))District 10 (( d i s t r i c t ))
18 years old (( a g e ))
Odair (( c o d e w o r d ))
Rachel Hurd-Wood (( f a c e c l a i m ))
(( a p p e a r a n c e ))
Now, I may look like, eh, late twenties. I don't think I look that old! But personally I don't like the way I look. Other people don't need to nag me about it, though... Oh well. I have a tallish head. Matches my tallish nose and my longish hair. But yeah. My nose is tall. I have red-blonde hair that goes a little bit past my shoulders. My eyes are green-gray color and kinda small, in my opinion. Well, really, my opinion is I just don't like anything about what I look like. Myfew friends say I'm pretty, but probably just to cheer me up or something. My family also says I'm pretty, but there my family so... it's different. If I went up to strangers I think they'd say I'm ugly. Just really, really... ugly. Oh, and my lips are pink! If that means anything. Maybe?
I have a fairly thin body, like most of my awesome district. One of the few good things is that it's fairly thin because of eating meat a lot. I feel bad for all those District 10 vegetarians... But anyway. I'm 5'7 and weigh 155 pounds. Not bad. Not bad at all. It's around average. But yes. I have large breasts... its embarrassing. Oh, and one last thing. Sometimes people compare me to horses! Like, they're idiots. I look nothing like a freaking horse. Maybe its because of my last name...? But people don't say I look like a cow. So I don't know. Don't know at all.
I know you all love Sarah Jessica Parker's age change! Now, I may look like, eh, late twenties. I don't think I look that old! But personally I don't like the way I look. Other people don't need to nag me about it, though... Oh well. I have a tallish head. Matches my tallish nose and my longish hair. But yeah. My nose is tall. I have red-blonde hair that goes a little bit past my shoulders. My eyes are green-gray color and kinda small, in my opinion. Well, really, my opinion is I just don't like anything about what I look like. My
I have a fairly thin body, like most of my awesome district. One of the few good things is that it's fairly thin because of eating meat a lot. I feel bad for all those District 10 vegetarians... But anyway. I'm 5'7 and weigh 155 pounds. Not bad. Not bad at all. It's around average. But yes. I have large breasts... its embarrassing. Oh, and one last thing. Sometimes people compare me to horses! Like, they're idiots. I look nothing like a freaking horse. Maybe its because of my last name...? But people don't say I look like a cow. So I don't know. Don't know at all.
(( p e r s o n a l i t y ))
I kind of have two sides, if you get that. I'm like a wall. You know? Well, maybe you don't. Probably not. Okay. Sometimes, when your like, really close to me (friends, best friends, some family, other stuff like that) I can be one of the sweetest people ever. Well, kind of. Endless you make me mad. Then I can be okay. Not bad, not good. But that's rarely ever. Usually if you make me mad I'll be all mad and mean to you. Like, really mean. If you set me off even the tiniest bit, I'm set off and mad as h*ll. It's kind of complicated. Which is why I'm a wall. And my nickname is "Wall." Or "Horse." Not kidding, people actually call me horse and wall.
I have a terrible sense of humor. I can't make anybody laugh. At all. I can't make a joke, can't make people laugh, can't kid. It's just impossible for me. It also makes me sad. Plus I can't laugh! Nothing's funny for me. Weird, right? Even the funniest things to other people just aren't funny for me whatsoever. So therefore, my laugh is fake. Or at least, when I choose to use it. People say I'm boring, because of it. And I'm also a bit to serious, and like, can't take a joke and take everything seriously. Thats why I don't have many friends...
Well, uh, even though I don't have a sense of humor... I'm a bit insane at times. But like, the bad type of insane. Not funny-insane. It's confusing. Just... my mind is all weird. I don't know. And I tend to stray... like, off topic and physically to. One word to sum me up would be boring. Or insane. Being insane is 75% me, and boring is whatever the rest is. Math. It disgusts me. Whats the point of math? I don't see the point in things. Its not like I'll ever need math... well, counting sheep but... I know how to freaking count.
I have a terrible sense of humor. I can't make anybody laugh. At all. I can't make a joke, can't make people laugh, can't kid. It's just impossible for me. It also makes me sad. Plus I can't laugh! Nothing's funny for me. Weird, right? Even the funniest things to other people just aren't funny for me whatsoever. So therefore, my laugh is fake. Or at least, when I choose to use it. People say I'm boring, because of it. And I'm also a bit to serious, and like, can't take a joke and take everything seriously. Thats why I don't have many friends...
Well, uh, even though I don't have a sense of humor... I'm a bit insane at times. But like, the bad type of insane. Not funny-insane. It's confusing. Just... my mind is all weird. I don't know. And I tend to stray... like, off topic and physically to. One word to sum me up would be boring. Or insane. Being insane is 75% me, and boring is whatever the rest is. Math. It disgusts me. Whats the point of math? I don't see the point in things. Its not like I'll ever need math... well, counting sheep but... I know how to freaking count.
(( h i s t o r y ))
My life, actually, was prettynice. My mom and dad were living and loved me a lot, despite all my flaws. I had a nice size family, not to big not to small. I was right smack dab in the middle, 2 younger siblings 1 older sibling. Older sister, younger sister, younger brother. I feel bad for my brother actually. Three sisters. One brother. But they hated each other. Never really talked much, not that I payed much attention but. I'd hate it if I had three brothers and no sisters. If I was still a girl, at least. If I was a boy I would love that very much. No opposite-gender-siblings to bug me all the time. God they're annoying. Well, so are same-gender-siblings.
Go back in time 21 years. Okay, my older sister was born. Go back in time 18 years, I was born. Fun, right? I was actually, a large baby somehow. Of course I quickly became small soon after. Go back in time 16 years. My younger brother was born. I bet he hoped for the rest of his life that mom and dad would have a boy. Haha. 15 years back in time my younger sister was born. 14 years back my younger brother was born. 12 years ago, my other younger sister was born. Yep. My family and I all grew up in poverty, but not District-12-poverty, we had a bit more food then most, but still, we didn't have much food to eat.
During my school years, I had no friends. I met a lot of people, but none wanted to be my friend. Mostly I was bullied for not being able to take a joke and stuff, but sometimes I was left alone. I mainly kept to myself, and other kids just came to me while I was sitting around moping. I had nothing better to do then mope. I couldn't talk to anybody except my siblings, and they had people to talk to usually. But really, my school life was the worst part of my history. I just think they were jealous of me though. That's what mom always told me, that they're just jealous of me.
Go back in time 21 years. Okay, my older sister was born. Go back in time 18 years, I was born. Fun, right? I was actually, a large baby somehow. Of course I quickly became small soon after. Go back in time 16 years. My younger brother was born. I bet he hoped for the rest of his life that mom and dad would have a boy. Haha. 15 years back in time my younger sister was born. 14 years back my younger brother was born. 12 years ago, my other younger sister was born. Yep. My family and I all grew up in poverty, but not District-12-poverty, we had a bit more food then most, but still, we didn't have much food to eat.
During my school years, I had no friends. I met a lot of people, but none wanted to be my friend. Mostly I was bullied for not being able to take a joke and stuff, but sometimes I was left alone. I mainly kept to myself, and other kids just came to me while I was sitting around moping. I had nothing better to do then mope. I couldn't talk to anybody except my siblings, and they had people to talk to usually. But really, my school life was the worst part of my history. I just think they were jealous of me though. That's what mom always told me, that they're just jealous of me.
