Post by HARPER CHARLESTON. on Jul 25, 2010 7:39:07 GMT
harper leona charleston. ------------
contents of harper's bag.camera. notebook. drawing pencils. sketchbook. purple ipod. headphones. blackberry 8230. little velvet bag with a collection of rocks. gloss, six different shades actually. an entire collection of makeup, really. small hairbrush. post-its with reminders... that she forgot about. riding gloves. her wallet. loose change. a few of her favorite rings.messages left on harper's voicemail."harrrrperrrrrr! why aren't you answering your phone? i disapprove of this... anyways, there's going to be a big party this weekend. you're going with me. you have no choice. just in case you were planning on doing any of that nature's adventures shit, you just go right ahead and cancel those plans! no friendly meeting with thumper and his forest friends this weekend, sorry to say. i will kidnap you if that is what it takes! like i said, absolutely no choice. resistance is futile! right then. call me." - - left at 20:32, by "best friend".
"harper, it's your mother. i would certainly appreciate it if you wouldn't leave your muddy hiking boots on the carpet. just giving you fair warning that you'll be scrubbing the mud out of this when you get home." - - left at 10:03, by mum.
"HARPIE. just calling to ask when you plan on giving in. i've asked you on quite a few dates. but you remain persistent in refusing to accept my many offers. for whatever reason, i can't be bothered to try and figure it out. i assume you haven't answered because you've got that clever little thing called caller id. but i know you'll listen to this... eventually. if you're still listening and haven't deleted this message, i know that there's still hope! so. you. me. movies? yeah? don't worry, love. i'll call again." - - left at 12:48, by "arseface".
"harper. its your brother. i've just been sitting here, wondering... why haven't we gone to that lunch you promised me, oh... what was it... three months ago? i'm craving italian, i think. pick me up after classes, yeah? right! looking forward to it. see you then!" - - left at 14:12, by "broskey".
"hello, harper. this is ms. kingsley. i just wanted to call you about those wildlife photography shots that you submitted to the art show? seems there was a bit of a mix up. i was under the impression you had won a blue ribbon... turns out, you've actually won yourself three! the judges were absolutely amazed with how you were able to get so close and personal with those animals. you've got quite a lot of talent, harper. congratulations! i'll see you on monday, with your prints and these gorgeous ribbons of yours!" - - left at 15:12, by ms.kingsly (harper's photography professor).most played music on harper's ipod.
hanging by a moment - - lifehouse.
cigarettes and chocolate milk - - rufus wainwright.
fell in love with a boy - - joss stone.
head over feet - - alanis morisette.
zak and sara - - ben folds.
when you say nothing at all - - ronan keating.
chasing pirates - - norah jones.
storm - - lifehouse.
tears and rain - - james blunt.
on the radio - - regina spektor.
possession - - sarah mclachlan.
feeling good - - michael bublé.
nine million bicycles - - katie melua.
saving my face - - kt tunstall.
all at sea - - jamie cullum.
delicate - - damien rice.
goodbye my lover - - james blunt.
young blood - - norah jones.
samson - - regina spektor.
paper bag - - fiona apple.a few words from the girl herself.my name? harper leona charleston. my age? nineteen. born on a brilliantly beautiful spring day, so says my mum. april 21, 1990. i dunno what exactly do you want to hear from me? i love photography. it's my passion, really. if i there's one thing i know i'll be doing for the rest of my life, it's photography. wildlife photography, to be exact. i dunno. it's just... i've always felt... connected, i guess, to the wilderness. i used to bring home wild rabbits, ask my mum if we could keep them. mum finally asked how i managed to catch them, and all i told her was, "i didn't catch any of them mum. most of them just hopped their fuzzy little tails right into my lap. i thought they wanted to come home with me." mum calls me her 'wild child'. i spend more time outside than indoors. when i was little, we moved a little further out of town, closer to the woods. i was in absolute heaven. i could wander about for hours in those trees. i'm sure i wouldn't mind living in them too, but i am rather fond of my bed, you know. all of my wild, forest expedition stories aside, i can be a bit of a partier. i go out to party at least three times a week, though it's usually more like five, taking two days off to regain strength. i don't do drugs, of course. i think they're absolutely silly and positively useless. though, i will admit, i have tried weed before. it wasn't too bad.... i don't even get drunk too often. i usually always dub myself the designated driver with my friends and i. of course, i don't mind at all. i always have fun, smashed or no. i just enjoy the dancing more than anything. in backyards, around living rooms, and even on a few tables if my memory serves me right. i'm not sure i'm very good at it, but i enjoy it nonetheless. what else do you expect to hear from me then? about my love life? well, sorry to disappoint, but there isn't much going in that department. not that i really mind. the thought of a relationship kind of... i don't know. i'm a bit of a free bird, you know. i hate the thought of being tied down or restricted in anyway... though there is this one guy. he keeps pestering me for dates, over and over and over. he managed to get my phone number from one of my friends at a party, and now he calls me at least twice a week... don't take this the wrong way, of course! just because i'm mentioning him doesn't mean i'm interested! ...of course not! i mean... he is kind of cute... no. wait. you didn't hear that.... yes, right, look at the time. i'm a busy girl, things to do, people to see. i'll see you around!
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