Post by lauren on May 4, 2009 10:45:20 GMT -5
AND LAUREN CAVALLARI, BABY
I CAN'T GET YOU
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SO LETS FLOAT FLOAT FLOAT AWAY
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NICKNAMES lo
BIRTHDAY march 31, 26
GENDER female
SEXUALITY heterosexual
FACE CLAIM kristen bell
MEMBER GROUP citizen (dancer, model)
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AND YOU'LL CATCH CATCH ME BABY
[/color][/font][/center]DISLIKES the northwest (too mush rain), humidity, living in kansas - but it's quaint, the nightlife of LA, flying coach, ramen noodles, milk (she's lactose intolerant), cats (she's allergic), acting (would rather be still for pictures)
PERSONALITY
lo is about as laid back as most normal people, and doesn't let the fame go to her head. she loves to be photographed, and she loves to model in runway shows, but hates acting. she will never do commercials or tv or movies. she's dependable but very materialistic. she loves all god's creatures, except cats. she loves men, and loves to flaunt her young twenty six year old body for them to look at, she loves attention.
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SO LETS HANG OUT IN THE CLOUDS
[/color][/font][/center]OCCUPATION model, dancer
FAMILY
Allison Cavallari, Mother
Brandon Cavallari, Father
Tina Cavallari, Sister (Age 23)
Thomas Cavallari, Brother (Age 18)
HISTORY
lo was born on march thirty first, and she's been an attention lover ever since. the oldest child in the family, she was the most spoiled from the get go. she was the one who got everything new, her siblings getting left overs and hand-me downs. when she turned eighteen and graduated high school here in kansas, she got a contract with a modeling agency and moved to los angeles california for five years. she is currently back in kansas, living in her own apartment and working side jobs, getting flights to other countries for photo shoots.
her families issues all begin with one other family in dodgersville, the manns. both families hate each other, but not seeing those kids she grew up with in years, she would have never known that the man she was about to meet was supposed to be her mortal enemy.
(i can write more if needed, this is just basic to get me onto the site.)
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I'LL MAKE HER SEE THAT SHE'S MINE
[/color][/font][/center]AGE 24
EXPERIENCE 4-5 years
TIME ZONE eastern, georgia
CONTACT pm or email
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Working on a ten-page research paper was not how Aliison had wanted to spend her Saturday morning but seeing as how that was the only time during the week she could get to the computer latb to work on it, then Saturday morning would just have to do. She spends the rest of the week either alone in her room, in classes, working out , or taking to a shrink and getting ‘corrected’. The fact that one of her educators even is making her write this stupid paper was driving her crazy. The topic of the paper is ‘mail order brides’ and her focus is on Asian, Chinese and Vietnamese women. The United States issues a K-1 ‘fiancee’ visa that can be used within six months of issue and is valid for ninety day entry into the states. The K-1 is classified as a non-immigrant’ visa, thought immigrant visa checks are required for this visa. There were 17, 263 of these issued in 2001; 79898 coming from Asia and 4714 coming from Europe.
Allison also found some information on the computer about mail order bride murders over the past decade and decided to add that bit of morbid information into her paper as well. She was not sure exactly what the teacher wanted, but Ali had been at the computer for about two hours now and was finding tons of interesting information about the legal and illegal issues with buying wives from another country and sending them to the states to get married. She began to wonder how ugly these men were that they couldn’t find an American woman to date.
She was not alone in the computer room, but was glad for the little bit of privacy the small cubicle gave to her. She was the type of person to be alone most of the time. People with their emotional baggage drove her crazy and this place was full of them. She had her share of sharing and caring in group therapy and she’s been on the streets. She knows what it’s like in the real world and it’s safe to say she’s got a pretty good thing going for her here. She’s actually not glad her sentence is just a little over a year from being up.
She hated that she got caught so easily, but she didn’t plan on going back to that reckless lifestyle anyways. Sex for money was not the way to live. She had been through two miscarriages and one abortion already. The next time she gets pregnant she wants it to be for real. She plans on getting a GED when she gets out of this place and getting herself to college. She doesn’t want to end up being a bum like her Dad. She had been corresponding with her brother a lot since she’d been here. He was the one that helped her get this place over jail. He told her in a letter she received last week that her father had passed away and her first thought had been ‘good riddance’.
Having a father that raped and abused you was not something that Ali was willing to go through again and his death brought good news to her, so that when she is released and goes back to NY to live with Andrew, her father will not be around to tear her down anymore. But she is also now highly skilled in what the Israeli Army called Krav Maga. It’s a hand to hand combat tool that teaches you to be flexible with you opponent and watch for their weaknesses. But she’s was not sure she could fight her overweight father or not. Now she doesn’t have to.
So sitting here writing this paper was not the highlight of her life here at CCI, but she was enjoying the time from the real world. Living in a place where money doesn’t matter, you know where your next meal comes from and educators who want to help you learn. She couldn’t have asked for a better sentence for breaking the law and prostituting herself.
Allison also found some information on the computer about mail order bride murders over the past decade and decided to add that bit of morbid information into her paper as well. She was not sure exactly what the teacher wanted, but Ali had been at the computer for about two hours now and was finding tons of interesting information about the legal and illegal issues with buying wives from another country and sending them to the states to get married. She began to wonder how ugly these men were that they couldn’t find an American woman to date.
She was not alone in the computer room, but was glad for the little bit of privacy the small cubicle gave to her. She was the type of person to be alone most of the time. People with their emotional baggage drove her crazy and this place was full of them. She had her share of sharing and caring in group therapy and she’s been on the streets. She knows what it’s like in the real world and it’s safe to say she’s got a pretty good thing going for her here. She’s actually not glad her sentence is just a little over a year from being up.
She hated that she got caught so easily, but she didn’t plan on going back to that reckless lifestyle anyways. Sex for money was not the way to live. She had been through two miscarriages and one abortion already. The next time she gets pregnant she wants it to be for real. She plans on getting a GED when she gets out of this place and getting herself to college. She doesn’t want to end up being a bum like her Dad. She had been corresponding with her brother a lot since she’d been here. He was the one that helped her get this place over jail. He told her in a letter she received last week that her father had passed away and her first thought had been ‘good riddance’.
Having a father that raped and abused you was not something that Ali was willing to go through again and his death brought good news to her, so that when she is released and goes back to NY to live with Andrew, her father will not be around to tear her down anymore. But she is also now highly skilled in what the Israeli Army called Krav Maga. It’s a hand to hand combat tool that teaches you to be flexible with you opponent and watch for their weaknesses. But she’s was not sure she could fight her overweight father or not. Now she doesn’t have to.
So sitting here writing this paper was not the highlight of her life here at CCI, but she was enjoying the time from the real world. Living in a place where money doesn’t matter, you know where your next meal comes from and educators who want to help you learn. She couldn’t have asked for a better sentence for breaking the law and prostituting herself.
