Name: Silvia Hawkins
Sex: girl. Sure hope thatās peachy. I really donāt wanna sneak in wearing overalls, or come in with mommaās tree chopper.
Year: no more hazing for me, Iām a sophty now! Yay!
Appearance: Aw figs newtons! The media center is full and my phonebatteries are deadsies, but Iām surely sure that a written description wonāt ruin my chances. You can tell Iām honest, right?
Iām a browned eyed -people say their funny looking but I hope you donāt think that- ginger; that means Iām pale skin, curly red haired and freckled. Sure hope you think my pigtails are cute. Iām 5ā2ā and slender -please donāt make me say my weight- with an A cup. If the later prevents you from letting me in Iāll slap you to the moon. Anyway, I try to make sure what I wear is prodigiously colorful and pretty, but Iāve been cutting down on the flashies since I gave that one kid in my class a seizure.
Reason for joining: Bigfoot is my poppa. I know it sounds like an asinine farce but itās totally true!
So, like, one day, when momma working late at the convenience store, she ended up leaving her purse. And not only did I figure out she liked balloons, but I found the number for this pizza place she orders the pie with the extraneous mushrooms! The pizza boy seemed nice and the pizza was the bomb, but his attentions and intentions were ambiguous.
Then, I decided to go follow the pizza boy, because he never told where the pizza place was, and eventually I wandered in the woods. Thatās when I saw him, unafraid. We talked about the ironies of history, the weather, politics, philosophy and the number fourty-two. Did you know he is a track for a literally underground Olympics: no wonder he canāt be caught on film. So, we instantly connected, and I asked him if I could show him to my friends, but he said they just wouldnāt understand. And as he left, that was when I realized it. Not only did I realized that we looked a bit a like minis his pelt, mane and gigantism, but he had a stable job, which explained why momma always got those checks every month and would tell me about who sent them.
When I told the other members in the Kickapoo Gringos cheerleading squad, they kicked me off, but Iām sure they had a good reason. So Iām looking for a new club. Iām really peppy, I can get free drinks from my momās store, and I even memorized the number of that pizza place. Plus, you can never have too many friends! Friendship power, go!
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Position you are applying for: Crytzoologist
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