Post by lyn-z leigh hallaway on Jan 27, 2009 11:16:19 GMT -5
Lyn-Z was tired, she was emotional and physically beat. She was tired of this place already and hated every minute of it. She missed Portland like crazy, and there wasn't a day that went by where she diodn't think of it or something reminded her of Portland. The only thing she didn't miss was her father, but thats another long story that's for another day. After all Lyn-Z is a very complicated girl. She kept her pas tin the past and was rarely seen with a smirk or even a smile on her face. People always said she alot prettier if she smiled once in awhile. Lyn-Z had her walls up woith a army surrounding it, and if someone truly cared they could tare those down and see Lyn-Z. But till that day this was Lyn-Z. Lyn-Z woke up this morning tired as usual and craving a jolt of energy so her caffine craving errupted in full force. She brushed out herlong brown hair shove don her favorite knitted hat and slapped on a old hoodie and a long flowing skirt and converse, indie kids... the modern day hippies.
She grabbed her huge purse and left her dorm with her snoring roomate behind. Her and her roomate didn't really talk, Lyn-Z was mostly always plugged into her ipod inh e rown world if she was in her dorm. She walked the halls down some stairs andwalked outside towards the direction of coffee. Unfortunatley the only good coffee around her was the corperate giant Starbucks. In Portland there was a independently owned Cafe or coffe shop on every corner. That's Dublin for you... she walked towards the direction of it, it was aways into town, she could smell the coffee beans already, how she missed that smell with the Portland shore. She rounded a few corners down a few allies and finally her destination was reached. she opene dthe big glass doors and walke dinside the aroma of coffe beans, expresos and whip cream were filling her senses. She waited in line ordered a french vanilla mocha, grabbed it when it was ready and took a seat in a small table in the corner next to the window.
She plugged inh e ripod as her green eyes examined the outside. She took out her sketch book and a pencil and began doddling a bit. She ahted the pop music they played here, portlands were always fileld woth independent artists. She began sketching engolfed in her own bubble and sipped her drink.
((ack sorry sucky post but i want to get rpg))
She grabbed her huge purse and left her dorm with her snoring roomate behind. Her and her roomate didn't really talk, Lyn-Z was mostly always plugged into her ipod inh e rown world if she was in her dorm. She walked the halls down some stairs andwalked outside towards the direction of coffee. Unfortunatley the only good coffee around her was the corperate giant Starbucks. In Portland there was a independently owned Cafe or coffe shop on every corner. That's Dublin for you... she walked towards the direction of it, it was aways into town, she could smell the coffee beans already, how she missed that smell with the Portland shore. She rounded a few corners down a few allies and finally her destination was reached. she opene dthe big glass doors and walke dinside the aroma of coffe beans, expresos and whip cream were filling her senses. She waited in line ordered a french vanilla mocha, grabbed it when it was ready and took a seat in a small table in the corner next to the window.
She plugged inh e ripod as her green eyes examined the outside. She took out her sketch book and a pencil and began doddling a bit. She ahted the pop music they played here, portlands were always fileld woth independent artists. She began sketching engolfed in her own bubble and sipped her drink.
((ack sorry sucky post but i want to get rpg))
