In March of 1985 I was born. I was brought into this world looking like a conehead: my parents like to pull my leg about from time to time. I had very little hair, just wisps of white-blonde. I lived a fairly normal life until I was 3, and then weird stuff from then on. My brother was born, and I started wearing my halloween costume outside my house, not on Halloween. The kitty costume with the tutu and the leopard skin tail was my favorite. I wore it over tights when it was cold. I wasn't attending school, so it was okay. When I was 4 we moved to Arizona, and soon after, I attended kindergarten. At recess, if you picked up 5 handfuls of trash, the recess watcher-lady would give you a ticket that let you get a free ice cream cone, when the ice cream man came around on every other Thursday. She gave me a lot of strange looks though. I mostly always got ice cream except when I forgot to ask my mom for money, or I didn't bother picking up trash. Halloween that year, I was a zebra. I even had the headgear to go with it. I told the teacher that my mom had made it and the teacher was impressed. My mom really hadn't made it. And I was so scared of getting caught. A month through 1st grade, we moved to Missouri, where I am currently living. I started school in Missouri, and as a 1st grader, I was in my class's play. It was called "The Mitten." I was a mouse. I remember a kid who sat in front of me. His name is Andy M. I whistled to myself and he turned around and told me to shut up. I told him I was not talking. And the teacher told him to stop talking. In 2nd and 3rd grade, all went smoothly. I had nice teachers, and good grades. In fact, 3rd grade was the only time that I have gotten straight A's. That was the 1st quarter. The rest of the times I had a B or two on there. I came so close so many times. 4th grade, Miss McLaughlin was my teacher. She was okay. She was a loud speaker and had a wide wide smile, kind of like a shark. But she was okay. Not always so nice, but never cruel. 5th grade though, ah 5th grade, was horrible. I had Miss Martin and she was my living nightmare. She terrorized me and made me cry in class. One time, I couldn't find a spelling assignment and she screamed at me and the entire class just sat back and watched as tears fell on my desk. I looked for it for a solid half hour after that. I didn't find it. But I did it at home and turned it in the next day. Another time, I put glue in my hand to let it dry and peel it off to see what it would look like, and she asked me what I had glue in my hand for with this menacing grin on her face. I said that I didn't know, because how are you supposed to explain something like that to a teacher? So I didn't bother. But she made me go wash it off. I guess all these things were my fault, but I wasn't a bad kid. She just treated me like one. 6th grade was alright. I can hardly remember any of it, except that I wanted to be in band but my schedule had been messed up somehow. So I was in library skills. That class was so boring. And there was this guy Tony who insisted on tapping his pencil against the desk all hour. Tap tap tap tap tap. Didn't charm me. So I switched into band and made a whole bunch of friends that I still conspire with. 7th grade was a bleh year. They say that 7th and 10th grade are the hardest. 7th grade was soooo easy for me. 8th was fun. I had Mr Berni that year. Civics 5th hour was always a blast because I was hyper from the food I had just eaten and then really sleepy ten minutes later due to our [something] cycles that made you sleepy about noon. His room was always so cold though and I sat by the window and by the air conditioner so I was an icicle but I had a really good time. Some embarrassing things that I won't mention but really really fun. And this grade that I am in right now is 9th. I am enjoying it thoroughly, being in the high school. So when I am through 9th, I will write another grade's worth in this bio. The end.

The name of Rebecca creates a friendly, sociable, charming nature, but causes you to be too easily influenced by others. While you find it easy to meet and mix, and can appear agreeable and compromising in conversation, you can become dogmatic and forceful if pressed too far. Others learn that you cannot be told what to do and you seldom change your mind once it is made up. You prefer situations that allow a degree of independence, but are reluctant to take on a demanding work-load or responsibility. In a position dealing with the public, you could do well because of your friendly personality, interest in people, and desire to please. When asked, you are able to give others good advice that you would probably not follow yourself, but must guard against being too opinionated in controversial matters. The physical weaknesses due to this name centre in the fluids of the body and the senses of the head, causing headaches, eye, teeth, or severe sinus conditions; also, kidney or bladder weaknesses.

Age: I am fifteen years old. Woohoo! Six months I can get my permit, and 6 months after that I can get my intermediate (rawr) and 2 years after that I can get my license! / Name: I was born Rebecca, called Becca or Rebecca until I was about 9 or 10, now I go by Becky or Becca by a select few. / Grade: Freshman. It's not all so bad as they put it. / Grades: Pretty good, As and Bs I have a very easy time with grades, except in Geometry which I am having a bit of trouble keeping my A and in Science, I have a high B, which isn't bad but I want straight A's! / Religion: Christian. Woo, go Jesus! / Languages: English, working on Spanish. / Hobbies: Trumpet, webpaging, playing w/ dog. / Friends: I have some. See? / Best subject: English/spanish. / Worst subject: Geometry. It's hard! / Nails: Always bitten, currently no polish on them. / Feet: Size 10. But that's because I am tall, you know. / Height: 5'9" or 10". My dad is tall and I have tall genes on the mom side of the family too. So I'm out of luck. / Weight: 160 lbs. But I'm not fat. So shut up, monkey. / Hair and eyes: Blonde and greyish blue (like the ocean before dawn.) / Weird stuff: I prefer the spelling of THIS COLOR to be grey. I'm tired all the time, but push myself anyway. I am in love with life. And that's the end.

Ashley - Met her in 5th grade, funny rebel blonde. / Kris - Met in 5th/6th grade, funny dork redhead. / Kate - Met in 6th grade, wants to be blonde. Almost is. / Will - Met in 4th grade through gifted program at school. / Steve - Met in 6th/7th grade, plays trumpet, like me. / Rob(bie) - Met in 6th grade, little dork guy. :) / Mark - Met in 9th grade, bass player in band. Funny. / Carrie - Met in 7th, and is in Science class. / Andrew - Met in 2nd grade, through gifted program. / Caty - Met in 9th grade, funny weird girl in art class. / Sarah - Met in 6th/7th grade, lives on the corner. / Sara - Met in 9th grade, senior flute player in band. / Adrian - Met in 9th grade, sometimes talk to her on bus. / Christina - Met in 8th grade, talk to her during geometry. / Nikki - Met in 7th grade, in Spanish class now, we talk. / Becky H - Met in 8th grade, girl with kitty curly hair. / Ashley T - Met in 8th grade, gives me Christmas cards.

YUM:
In a guy: Intelligence, sense of humor, looks are optional, lots of height, considerate, originality, all-around fun. / Foods: Peaches, hotdogs, bacon, chocolate, [surprisingly] most of the cafeteria food, pizza, chips, Jack'n'the Box, McDonalds, Wendy's, steaks, apple sauce. / Drinks: All versions of coke (not pepsi,) most white sodas, oj, aj, gj, fresca, no alchoholic stuff. / Subjects: English, Spanish, Science. I'm a nerd. / Days: Of week: Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday. / Holidays: Christmas, April Fools, and my birthday! / In clothes: All colors except brown and black. I like blue and silver especially well together. Orange is a fun color. / Music: Alternative, very little rap, some country, most of pop (excluding all the Britney wannabes.)

YUK:
In a guy: Snobbiness, too much sarcasm, racism, extreme interest in inappropriate activities, satanism, ignores me, isn't considerate, jerk to my friends, is an animal abuser. / Foods: All vegetables, spicy food (Mexican/Chinese,) mostly anything weird with the word 'fritter' in it. / Drinks: Beer (yuck,) regular milk at lunch (only chocolate,) tea, iced tea, alchoholic stuff (I guess.) / Subjects: Geometry, History, Health. These are either boring or too hard. Ugh. / Days: Of week: Monday, Thursday. / Holidays: Who doesn't like holidays? / In clothes: Same colors of the spectrum mixed together, paisley, slim fit jeans. amazingly loud colors are out as well. / Music: Most rap, Britney wannabes, oldies, folk music.

My handwriting is crap.