no regrets

ooc; sorry i haven't been on much lately!

Tue, 26 Jul 2011 12:29:06 -0400

trying to balance my other roleplays, and my broken computer. but does anyone want to start a para?

Get money, fuck bitches.: @Shiloh

Thu, 21 Jul 2011 02:13:07 -0400

Shiloh walked through the park, sipping a caramel macchiato from Starbucks. In the midst of the little children occupying themselves in the playground, she spotted a boy sitting on the park bench with a book in his hand. Shiloh stopped walking, noticing how familiar he looked….

She smiled, as she extended out her hand, reaching for his. Jason. she thought to herself. That was his name. ”I knew I recognized you from somewhere. I’m Shiloh Heywood,” she said with a perky tone to her voice. “It’s nice to meet you!” She looked down at his lap, and saw a thick book in his hand, at least a couple hundred pages. “What are you reading?” she asked. Shiloh was a huge book-nerd, and was curious to know what book was in his hand.

@Jason

Thu, 21 Jul 2011 01:38:12 -0400

Shiloh walked through the park, sipping a caramel macchiato from Starbucks. In the midst of the little children occupying themselves in the playground, she spotted a boy sitting on the park bench with a book in his hand. Shiloh stopped walking, noticing how familiar he looked. Did he go to Glenwood U? She squinted, hoping he didn’t catch her staring at him. What was his name. Jake? Jack? It had to be something with a J. She decided to walk on over and introduce herself. If only I could remember his damn name she thought to herself. She reached the bench he was sitting at, and noticed he was very engaged in his book. “Hey.” she said, hoping she wasn’t interrupting. “Do I know you from somewhere?” she asked, before taking another sip from her drink.

ooc; hii everyone!

Thu, 21 Jul 2011 00:50:46 -0400

sorry i’ve been like M.I.A. lately D: my computers broken, so i’ve been using my sisters for the time being when she doesn’t use it, but she’s like.. always on it.

ANYWAY. if anyone’s here, do you wanna para?

Let's be friends.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 20:28:29 -0400

I’m Shiloh.

myblahspot:

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 20:12:00 -0400

myblahspot:

Photo

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 20:07:22 -0400

Hey everyone I haven't met yet.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 20:03:00 -0400

jj-jude:

Hey, I’m Shiloh.

Anyone want to go get dinner with me?

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 19:58:53 -0400

I’m starving, and I can’t take any more of this cafeteria food. It’s nauseating.

Don't take life for granted.: @tree.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 19:53:00 -0400

Don't take life for granted.: @tree.:

shilohbaby:

“Well, thanks! Kyler’s pretty neat too.” she said, responding to his compliment. He held out his guitar, and she shook her head. “Oh, no. I’m not very.. musical.” she said, as she passed a hand through her hair. “I mean, I sing in the shower if that counts.” Shiloh laughed. She…

Shiloh sat down cross-legged next to the boy, watching his fingers strum each string. “You really don’t want to hear me sing, trust me.” she said, giggling. She tried to hide her little smile, while she played with a blade of grass. Kyler was switching from song to song, and Shiloh quietly would hum along to each one. He began to play I’m Yours by Jason Mraz. “Oh, I love this song!” she squealed. She did love this song, and it sounded even better on acoustic. “Fine, if you really want me to sing… But I’m warning you, my voice sounds like a dying bird.” She began to playfully sing along, and clapped her hands along with the beat, rocking from side to side.

Don't take life for granted.: @tree

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 17:43:00 -0400

Don't take life for granted.: @tree:

shilohbaby:

Don’t take life for granted.: @the tree.

shilohbaby:

Don’t take life for granted.: OPEN — Sitting under a tree.

kyler-j:

Kyler sighed - wondering where his girlfriend was; he hadn’t seen her in a couple of days now. With a shrug he made his way down the front…

“Well, thanks! Kyler’s pretty neat too.” she said, responding to his compliment. He held out his guitar, and she shook her head. “Oh, no. I’m not very.. musical.” she said, as she passed a hand through her hair. “I mean, I sing in the shower if that counts.” Shiloh laughed. She looked down at the grass, and played with a dead leaf with her foot. ”I always thought it would be cool to play guitar, though. When I was younger, I always wanted lessons. But I guess I just didn’t really have the time. My brother used to play, actually. He was very good.” she stared at an ant on the ground, and followed it’s path with her eyes.

Don't take life for granted.: @the tree.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 17:23:42 -0400

Don't take life for granted.: @the tree. :

shilohbaby:

Don’t take life for granted.: OPEN — Sitting under a tree.

kyler-j:

Kyler sighed - wondering where his girlfriend was; he hadn’t seen her in a couple of days now. With a shrug he made his way down the front steps of the school and off down a twisting path. The boy found…

Shiloh put her phone in her pocket, and extended out her hand, reaching for his. “I’m Shiloh,” she said with a smile, as she shook his hand. “I guess I’m new here; I got here yesterday. It’s nice to meet you,” she added. Shiloh looked down at his guitar underneath the tree. She always wanted to try to play guitar, but she never got around to buying one, or getting lessons. She just loved the sound of it. “So, what brings you out here?” she asked, gesturing her hand over to his guitar. “Playing by yourself under a weeping willow.”

Don't take life for granted.: OPEN -- Sitting under a tree.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 17:09:42 -0400

Don't take life for granted.: OPEN -- Sitting under a tree. :

kyler-j:

Kyler sighed - wondering where his girlfriend was; he hadn’t seen her in a couple of days now. With a shrug he made his way down the front steps of the school and off down a twisting path. The boy found himself (guitar in hand) at a large weeping willow tree. He smiled a bit, thinking this would…

Shiloh was skipping around campus, trying to get used to her new surroundings. She hoped exploring around would help her not get lost as much in the next couple weeks. Since she just arrived last night, the only place she really got to know was her dorm. Cell phone in hand, bottle of iced tea in the other, she observed everything around her. When she reached a certain point, she heard music. Taking a few steps forward, she realized it was a boy. He was singing and playing guitar to Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars. Shiloh giggled. This was one of her favorite songs - and whoever was singing sounded very good. She followed the sound of his voice, until she came to a tree. The boy was leaning against it strumming his guitar. Shiloh didn’t want to interrupt, but she had to let him know how good he was. “Hey.” she said, in a quiet voice. “I didn’t mean to bother you.. But I heard you playing. Your voice is incredible.”

Helloooo.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 17:01:00 -0400

Looks like I’m not the new girl anymore. Hi to everyone who’s new and/or to anyone who I haven’t met yet. I’m Shiloh!

lynelia: Hello Hey there. I’m Shiloh.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 16:59:31 -0400

lynelia:

Hello

Hey there. I’m Shiloh.

Someone, please cure my boredom

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 16:22:00 -0400

kiannacooper:

shilohbaby:

kiannacooper:

shilohbaby:

I’m up for aaaanything.

it’s kianna, right? what are you up to? i’m dying, i need to get out of my dorm room. i feel like i’m trapped in a jail cell.

Kianna, KC, whichever’s easier. And I totally agree. We could go off-campus somewhere? Because these dorms are just depressing.

i’m shiloh. sure, i’m down. any ideas? i just got here yesterday, i don’t really know what there is to do around here. i’ll go wherever, i just NEED to get out.

Someone, please cure my boredom

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 15:52:47 -0400

kiannacooper:

shilohbaby:

I’m up for aaaanything.

it’s kianna, right? what are you up to? i’m dying, i need to get out of my dorm room. i feel like i’m trapped in a jail cell.

Someone, please cure my boredom

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 15:40:54 -0400

Photo

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 15:35:23 -0400

Life's not a bitch, I am.: @the school.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 15:31:25 -0400

Life's not a bitch, I am.: @the school.:

shilohbaby:

Life’s not a bitch, I am.: @House.

shilohbaby:

Life’s not a bitch, I am.: @creepy house.

shilohbaby:

Life’s not a bitch, I am.: @the woods.

shilohbaby:

Everyone was already splitting up into groups. Alli was headed towards the mountains, while the dark…

Shiloh sat down on the step next to Alli, pretending as if nothing happened. She tried to control her shaking and her panting, so nobody would suspect anything. She shoved her hands into her sweatshirt pocket. “It’s chilly.” she said, staring into the sky, “but the stars look pretty.” Shiloh realized a sudden pain coming from her leg. She pulled up the left leg of her sweatpants, and saw she was bleeding. “Blood.” she mumbled. “I must of cut my leg on a twig, or something.” she said quitely. She licked two of her fingers, and rubbed it over the cut, trying to clean it up a bit.

As she was doing this, she saw the same three men from the woods coming towards them. She gave Alli a small nudge with her elbow, and tilted her head in the direction where the men were coming from. She quickly pulled down the leg of he sweatpants to cover the cut back up, not wanting the men to ask any questions about what happened to her leg. “Hello ladies,” the man on the left called out. Now that they were back on campus, and the outside lights were on, she could clearly see their faces - but they did not look familiar whatsoever. They continued to walk closer. Shiloh had never seen them around here. “Hello.” she said, with a small wave. “What are you two doing out here? It’s late, you should both be in your dorms.” a different man said. The three men all stopped walking, and were standing only a few feet away from the two girls, towering over them. The one in the middle was holding a flashlight, and shined it in their faces, making Shiloh squint. She realized all three of them had a gun tucked into the side of their belt. Shiloh looked at Alli, and came up with an excuse on the top of her head. “It was late.. We couldn’t sleep, so we just needed to get some fresh air. We were about to head back inside.” she responded, hoping she sounded convincing enough.