{"One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” }
-Friedrich Nietzche
A Girl, a Boy, and a Graveyard || Angeles || Another Day in Paradise || Below My Feet || Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene || Oye Mamacita
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Alicia Lupe Morales
|{Nickname}|
Alice, Ali, Lupe (by family)
|{Birthday}|
November 14
|{Age}|
17
|{Ethnicity}|
50% Mexican||20% French||30% Spanish
|{Sexuality}|
Bisexual
|{Year at Camp}|
Fourth Year
{"Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream?” }
-Edgar Allan Poe
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▪Tends to make strange facial expressions when she's drawing.
▪Incessant tapping of fingers when she's concentrating.
▪Snaps when she's trying to think of a word or something is escaping her mind.
▪Chews on the back of her pencils and pens.
▪Lightly slaps her cheeks when she's falling asleep and wants to stay awake.
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
⚘Confident⚘
⚘Intelligent⚘
⚘Artistic Talent⚘
⚘Not Easily Deterred⚘
⚘Honest⚘
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
⚘Occasionally Makes Unintentionally Demeaning Comments⚘
⚘Stubborn⚘
⚘Overly Blunt⚘
⚘Unsympathetic and Empathetic⚘
⚘Pessimistic⚘
|{Hobbies}|
Art/Sketching/Painting
Jogging (It Helps Clear Her Mind)
Writing Short Stories
Bird Watching
Calligraphy
Creating Ambigrams
|{Fears}|
øCreepy Dollsø
øLa Brujaø
øBeing Alone in the Darkø
|{Secrets}|
✤Enjoys Slam Poetry✤
✤Is actually considering going into art as a career some day.✤
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{"Our dying words will be exaggerations of what we said and what we did.” }
-Tomas Kalnoky
Alicia is a fairly harsh person. She doesn't really believe in forgiveness or second chances. To her, people never change. She's used to having it rough, and doesn't particularly get along with people who don't know how good they have it. That being said, she's not particularly shy about expressing her dislike for a person. She's not the kind to purposely try to make life hell for anybody, but she certainly won't pretend to get along with them. She's not a fan of pretending. Her honesty can be a good trait, but she's also been too blunt in situations where it's backfired.
Not one for dwelling on emotions too long, she's not an ideal person to go to for help. She's a good listener, but that's about it. Advice? Words of comfort? Forget about it. She's brusque, a no-nonsense kind of person, and certainly not very empathetic.
Her inability to connect with people has also led to her outcast status. She isn't tormented, just...ignored. She recognizes that she really only has herself to blame for it. She's a little antisocial, much preferring the company of her sketchbooks and the trees to other people. But that's okay. Other people often prefer the company of other people than her company, so it all works out in the end for her.
Alicia is terribly stubborn and incredibly headstrong. She doesn't back down from an argument when she thinks she's right. If she's been proven wrong though, she'll gracefully back down, but it's unlikely she'll apologize. She's not a big fan of apologies, and there's little she dislikes more than people who throw around the word "sorry." She's a firm believer that if she's ever going to apologize, it's going to be for something worthwhile.
She's typically a quiet person, only speaking when she has something to say. She doesn't approach other people, and her standoffish demeanor often deters others from approaching her. She has a few acquaintances here and there, but not anyone that she can really call a friend. She'd like one though. A friend would be nice, she's just not really down with the effort needed to create that friendship. So she's content with long nature walks by herself and sitting away from the group to work on her art.
{"Nothing is so common as the desire to be remarkable.” }
-William Shakespeare
|{Likes}|
▲the smell of dew in the morning▲foggy days▲rain▲charcoal▲wide open clearings in the middle of forests▲art of all kinds▲the smell of pine
{"A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools.” }
-Douglas Adams
|{Dislikes}|
▼insects▼dark chocolate▼chicken soup▼lima beans▼summer and heat▼heavy sun▼the darkness
{"Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.” }
-William Shakespeare
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Arizona
|{History}|
Alicia was born in Arizona, as was her father. Her mother, however, was an illegal immigrant from Mexico. She got incredibly lucky when she met Alicia's father, a Spanish-speaking man himself due to his heritage, and fell in love with him. They married and she was granted a visa. Both, however, were still very poor and fought to make ends meet every day. When Alicia was born, it put an incredible strain on their household. With both parents working long hours, Alicia never really interacted with them much when she was younger. She still loved her parents of course, she just didn't feel like they had the kind of bond they should have had. Still, she appreciated everything they did for her, and as soon as she was old enough, she got a job herself to help with expenses. When she was thirteen, her parents had another child in the form of her baby sister. That was the year they started sending her to camp. She understood, but that didn't mean it hurt any less. And while she knew she would be a hindrance at home, she still wanted to be a part of raising her sister.
As a child in school, Alicia wasn't a very sociable child. Growing up in a Spanish speaking household, she didn't actually learn English fully until the beginning of first grade. Even now Spanish still comes a little more naturally than English.
Because she was a part of a long-running school system, when she failed to make friends in first grade, she never really had the chance to ingratiate herself into any groups from there on out. Plus, she was always a little shy, which didn't make anything easier on her. Eventually, she gave up trying to make friends. She would people come to her if they wanted, but she wasn't about to go groveling to them.
She discovered her sexuality in seventh grade, when she had the biggest crush on the girl who sat in front of her in science class. Despite having always assumed she was straight, she soon began to realize she was capable of more than just platonic feelings towards other females.
It was a full two years before she came out to her parents. Being from a strongly religious background, it was understandable why she might have been worried. And she was right to be. Her parents didn't take it well. They didn't disown her or anything of the sort, but to this day they remain convinced she's just going through a phase. She doesn't have the heart to tell them it hurts her every time they mention something like that. Lately, she's even begun to lose faith in the Church because of it. She's officially labeled herself agnostic, though she isn't quite sure exactly what she is.
|{Family Tree : People of Importance}|
Maria-Isabel Morales, Mother
Julio Morales, Father
Trina Morales, Sister
|{Happiest Memory}|
The day her sister was born.
|{Saddest Memory}|
The day she came out to her parents.
{"The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely improbable lacks.” }
-Douglas Adams
❣She's trying to raise enough money to go to college in New York.❣
❣Highly superstitious.❣
❣When she can't think of a word in English, she'll say it in Spanish, leading her to speak "Spanglish" on a semi-regular basis.❣
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