Post by jaceina ceriline weston on Oct 1, 2008 15:03:39 GMT -5
oh my, jaceina!
what's your name and age, babe?
my name is is jaceina ceriline weston. although, i'm sure you already knew that. *laughs* people call me jackie for short because well, it's just plain easier and i like it. doesn't everyone have a nickname? my parents called me jaceina after my paternal grandmother. then i was called ceriline after, you guessed it, my maternal grandmother. yeah, my parents were real creative. not. i have the wonderful, not, pleasure of being seventeen years old.
i like mysterious people. you got any secrets?
well, as anyone with a face and working eyes can see. i'm famous as an actress and singer, internationally. i just finished my first world tour! no, but that's not my secret, that's all out there in the lovely open for you to see. i'm much to lazy to try to hide that. no, i think or actually i know that someone is stalking me. it's the scariest thing ever. he's always parked outside my house or while i'm at the studio. i'm always afraid that he's like gonna try to rape me or kidnap me or something. but i'm also kinda afraid that if i tell someone, he'll hurt me. not that i've ever talked to him or anything because that would be ridiculous. stalkers are bad news. so, remember don't tell anyone that. anyways, my other secret is that i battle a lot with bulimia. it's just one of those image things that i do to keep up with my famous image.
you think you look
coincidentally, i do think i'm pretty hot. i work hard to look good, to keep up my image. so, it's not that much of vanity. well, maybe it is. anyways. i'm about five foot five and petite with a nice sized chest. i don't really have a butt though sadly. i'd rather not divulge my weight, but i will say that i'm a little under average, but in a good way. obviously. i have baby blue-gray eyes and brown hair with blonde highlights and professionally placed extensions in it. my stylist is a freaking genius. let's see, i always take time to plan my outfits even if i'm dressing down. i mean, i can't go around looking like crap can i? although today i'm rocking marc by marc jacobs. he is amazing.
got any distinguishing features?
personally, i try to stay away from facial piercings and tattoos. piercing are bad for the image and tattoos are some permanent and i'm too impulsive for that kind of stuff. i do have my ears pierced, though. i've also been told that my eyes are kinda distinguishing. same with my smile, no one quite smiles the same as jackie weston. it sounds arrogant, but it's pretty true, i have a huge smile.
who do people say you look like?
shouldn't it be who looks like me? no, actually, my american fans say i look like some slut called miley cyrus. i could totally rock the socks off that chick anyday, happily. and yes, i do believe that was a challenge. so miley, if you're out there call me unless you're chicken.
what words describe you? maybe because opposites attract, y'know.
well, i'm a real sweetheart. and that's not just me talking! ask around and they will tell you. i'm not a snob at all just because i'm famous and can get really whatever i want. i'm not an attention demanding diva. i'm really complimentary and totally don't mind working with other people famous or not. i really have no idea where people get the idea that i'm a biatch. gossip blogs obviously. grace under pressure. that's an adjective right? err, wait nevermind. it's a theme or no, it's a literary concept. well either way, i have that. it's a good thing, what with celebrity scandals and so on. basically, i don't falter. i'm very poised no matter what you throw at me. hyper. i'm probably one of the most hyper, energetic people you will ever meet. i love goofing off and generally don't even need caffeine to keep my energy level up. although it is much appreciated. dumb. that's not my word, but everyone says it's true, so it must be right? i guess, i have my moments of stupidity and am generally a blonde trapped in a brunette's body. so yeah, not the brightest crayon in the box. impulsive. i think this is probably another of my bad traits. i am very impulsive and tend to do things without thinking about the consequences, i don't think things over. i do things in the heat of the moment, you know? i get sucked in. i mean, it's good for having fun, but not so much if you're trying to avoid trouble and have a serious career like me. i could go on a lot longer, but i don't want to bore you. let's just say that i'm also a talkative flirt who's overly peppy.
habits can be kind of funny, don't you think?
let's see, i tend to talk too much. no really, i'm always chatting with my fans and staff, my coworkers. i'm your typical jabber jaws. textaholic, oh really. i pretty much live to next. thank the good lord for unlimited, right? i mean, otherwise my bill would go over. though that wouldn't really be a problem. i always eat poptarts and dr. pepper for breakfast. evian and cajun trailmix before shows or shooting. i'm really weird with food like that.
what're some of your likes and dislikes?
well, i love my job. singing, dancing, acting, playing guitar, writing lyrics. i love meeting fans and signing autographs. the adrenaline rush from performing for a live audience. shopping. late night shopping. skateboarding. eating slushies. texting. hanging with my friends. having fun. the occasional party. my hair. my appearance in general. shoes. acessories. boys. flirting. make-up. getting what she wants. goofing off. making people laugh. coffee. pop.
i don't like people who kill animals or people who hurt children. i don't like hearing scary things about global warming or the end of the world. i don't like watermelon or apples. i hate debbie downers, that's no fun. i hate the paparazzi always up in my koolaid. i don't like gossip blogs either. i don't like my older brother when he bosses me around. that's probably really the only things i don't like. i like most everything.
you've got some weaknesses? you shouldn't tell me, i'll use it against you. you've got strengths, too?
weaknesses? well, i won't lie. my main weakness is probably the i can be a little childlike. not in the innocence factor, not that innocent. i'm just really hyper and have attention issues, not ADHD, and i'm scared of a lot of real world things like a child. boys and flirting are another weakness of mine. i tend to get caught up in boy drama. chasing boys or letting boys chase me or even just flirting. i suppose that my sweetness could be a weakness in some ways as well. like, i don't know when to say no or something? my blonde in a brunette body-ness.
strengths? well, i'd definitely consider myself talented. those are my strengths; acting and music. easy as pie. well, i guess being sweet is also a strength. i can make people feel good about themselves. my cool stature definitely is a strength. people would literally kill to be as calm under pressure as i am. seriously.
what are the main points of your lifetime?
my family life has never exactly been normal. my parents were both child stars and my mom became a porn star and my dad a one hit wonder turned restaurant owner. i have one older brother and one younger sister. we weren't like frickin' loaded, but we were pretty upper middle class, i'd say. i went to normal school and had normal friends. i was close to my brother, but i have completely different relationship with my much younger sister. when i was eleven my grandfather died and that really hurt me a lot. we were close and he helped me decide to pursue my dreams. i was thirteen when i got my tv show and fourteen when i recorded my first album. really, those are the only important things in my life. this isn't even the first time i've gotten stalked.
the worst point of your life must have sucked, yeah?
most definitely when grandpa died. i know that that's probably a cliche, but it's true for me. not a lot has gone in my life but that was one of them. we were close and he really, really meant everything to me. we used to hang out in one of my dad's restaurants and just talk. he honestly helped me decide to pursue my dreams. he's my guardian angel.
but i guess the best time made up for it? it always does.
how could i ever decide? so much great stuff happen. not to brag. but i think i'll go with the first time i got recognized by a fan. amazing stuff, that there.
hi, i'm hanie and i think i'm pretty amazing. i've been around the block for sixtteen years, but the roleplay scene's only been my thing for three years. i got over to this place through advert., so let's give them a shout out. oh, and by the way, i play just jackie. here too.
Naceline. That was the paparazzi called her and Nate. They were like Brangelina or Bennifer only cooler and not, you know, together. Sometimes, she wished that she could be romantically linked to someone with an M name. They could be called Mace for short, which would make Ace laugh like she was loony toons. Then again, she was kind of loony toons and easily caught up in the minor things. Aceline was very easily entertained. She once spent about two hours straight going up and down her elevator, then it broke and they had to get it fixed by specialist. That's how easily entertained Acey was. Naceline was a current tween favorite. She'd actually little fans of Nate's harass her about cheating on him a couple times when she was out on actual dates. It was kinda cute actually. Although it tended to annoy the crap out of the guys she was dating. A big population of his fans also seemed to hate her for "dating" him. Fangirls were rather annoying at times to Aceline. Was it her fault that Disney was always pushing her with the Minor brothers or that Nate was her best friend? Not really.
"Mmkay. She said to his comment about where to hide the wine. Ace wasn't normally this agreeable, but she didn't particularly feel like being tomorrow's headliner after getting caught underage drinking with Nathan. Although they probably wouldn't get held in jail for longer than over night, if even that. They could easily make bail and hire good lawyers, the best money could buy. Ace's dad had his lawyer on speedial. "Aww, are you scared of getting a boyfriend? I'm sure not all of your fans would mind." Ace teased Nate, a smirk on her face. She giggled and pushed the box of chocolate and wine gently under the chair, bumping her head on the dashboard as he sped up a little. "Ouch, that hurt." She rubbed her forehead a little bit with a petite, but callused hand. "Don't do that. Do you want to give me a concussion?"
Just be surprised. Aceline hated those three words more than anything else in the world. Whenever people tried to surprise her, the surprise sucked. Always. So, she was not particularly pleased to hear this from Nate. Trust, trust, trust. It was key in a friendship and she needed to have some trust and faith in his opinion at the moment. Before she went psycho and lost her temper, she did that a lot. It was definitely one of her worst personality traits especially when it led to violence. Ace was tough, a good trait in Hollywood and she took care of herself at all times. She laughed and said "You are so lucky I love you otherwise I'd be kicking your butt for saying that." Nate knew she hated surprises and so obviously had done that on purpose to make her mad. Her and Nate loved to tease each other, it was fun. It definitely defined the sibling like traits in their relationship.
Finally they pulled up to the house. Aceline, not having worn her seatbelt like the good little girl she pretended to be, had already spazmodically jumped out her seat by the time Nate had finished unbuckling. She moved quick, she was slightly hyped up on Starbuck thanks to her lovely best friend, Nate Minor. He obviously should know better than to give her coffee. She smiled and said "i was born ready, dude." They were standing by the door, waiting for someone answer it. Finally, a lady in a fancy suit skirt thing answered the door. Instantly, she started speaking and Ace could feel jitters, this was a big moment for her. She was about to waste a whole bunch of money on a house with her best friend, happy days. Although, she could do without Sandra's exclamation point chatter. Ace leaned real close to Nate and said "You think she'll speak in exclamations the whole time we're here?" She pulled her head back from Nate's ear and took in the sights of the house.
"Mmkay. She said to his comment about where to hide the wine. Ace wasn't normally this agreeable, but she didn't particularly feel like being tomorrow's headliner after getting caught underage drinking with Nathan. Although they probably wouldn't get held in jail for longer than over night, if even that. They could easily make bail and hire good lawyers, the best money could buy. Ace's dad had his lawyer on speedial. "Aww, are you scared of getting a boyfriend? I'm sure not all of your fans would mind." Ace teased Nate, a smirk on her face. She giggled and pushed the box of chocolate and wine gently under the chair, bumping her head on the dashboard as he sped up a little. "Ouch, that hurt." She rubbed her forehead a little bit with a petite, but callused hand. "Don't do that. Do you want to give me a concussion?"
Just be surprised. Aceline hated those three words more than anything else in the world. Whenever people tried to surprise her, the surprise sucked. Always. So, she was not particularly pleased to hear this from Nate. Trust, trust, trust. It was key in a friendship and she needed to have some trust and faith in his opinion at the moment. Before she went psycho and lost her temper, she did that a lot. It was definitely one of her worst personality traits especially when it led to violence. Ace was tough, a good trait in Hollywood and she took care of herself at all times. She laughed and said "You are so lucky I love you otherwise I'd be kicking your butt for saying that." Nate knew she hated surprises and so obviously had done that on purpose to make her mad. Her and Nate loved to tease each other, it was fun. It definitely defined the sibling like traits in their relationship.
Finally they pulled up to the house. Aceline, not having worn her seatbelt like the good little girl she pretended to be, had already spazmodically jumped out her seat by the time Nate had finished unbuckling. She moved quick, she was slightly hyped up on Starbuck thanks to her lovely best friend, Nate Minor. He obviously should know better than to give her coffee. She smiled and said "i was born ready, dude." They were standing by the door, waiting for someone answer it. Finally, a lady in a fancy suit skirt thing answered the door. Instantly, she started speaking and Ace could feel jitters, this was a big moment for her. She was about to waste a whole bunch of money on a house with her best friend, happy days. Although, she could do without Sandra's exclamation point chatter. Ace leaned real close to Nate and said "You think she'll speak in exclamations the whole time we're here?" She pulled her head back from Nate's ear and took in the sights of the house.
