Go on then. Report me. If you're pathetic enough. See if it bothers me. Now if it's all the same to you, boss, I'll be reposting my yearbook. You never heard of an edit button? It's no good reporting me if you can't do your job, is it?
Name: Holly Harriet Nottingham
Nickname: Hol, Holz, Hollypop, Sexpot
Age: Seventeen
Height: Five feet, eleven inches - second tallest person in my family, directly after my father who stands at a rather high six two (though one of my ex-boyfriends was six four)
Weight: Twelve stone. Kilogram me beautiful, because I can't be arsed. =)
Defining Feature: Physically, it has to be my hair or eyes - bright, deep and prettyful. Personality-wise... I don't know. My inane optimism, probably.
Country: England. How tragic.
Overused phrase: "Have fun!" and "You KNOW when you've been Tango'd!"
Favourite forum: I only come on this one, so this one
Best memory: Depends if you're on about on SC or off it. On - the days when my team flourished, off - being seduced by a gondola driver in Venice
Worst memory: On SC - everyone new and strange coming along, off - having flu and thus lacking the required energy to party like a rabid squirrel in Manchester
Famous achievements: Being in a regional pantomime and achieving a national record in my A Level Literature exam without actually having read the exam text
Six words to describe you: Capable of inducing multiple nervous breakdowns
Song lyrics/title to describe you: Everything You Want, by Vertical Horizons
Which three items would you take to a desert island?
1. A bottle of extremely concentrated vodka
2. Ricky Gervais
3. Jamarie
Who needs escape when you've got that? =S
Which celebrity would you most like to meet? I was going to say David Tennant, but at the risk of being rather repetitive, I'll go for James Dreyfus
Which SC member would you most like to meet? Erm... anyone out of Jam, Igraine, Cez, Dash, Seos and Ron would be good. Preferably all of them simultaneously. In the same bed. With vodka. <3 Well, maybe we can leave the bed bit out. Possibly...
Preferred method of demise: Having sex during a tandem skydive - and not with the person the tandem skydive was actually with, but rather with the pair of hot men who have just jumped out of the plane opposite me
Epitaph:
"I'm dead. My skin will be a decomposed mass of twisted, warped goop. My hair will have fallen out, and thus become brittle and unkempt. I'll become rather anorexic and also excessively bony. My generally heavenly scent will be polluted by the stench of rotten flesh, and my dentistry will have experienced excessive enamel chipping and general downgrading. My entire frame will be a scrambled, disturbingly disgusting mess, which will eventually seep into the earth, possibly acting as a farmer's fertiliser and hopefully taking out a few worms on the way down.
Yet, despite all this, I STILL manage to look better than you do. Sucks to be you."
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