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My name is Becky. I am a girl. I'm sixteen years old. I was born in Florida, where it's hot and sunny most of the time. Maybe that's why I'm
hot, and sunny most of the time. (Ha!) I live in Missouri now, where I have lived since mid-first-grade. In November, that will be ten years.
I will not move until I finish high school (two years.) I have a brother. He is three years younger than I.. me.. ? So that makes him thirteen.
He's taller than I am, making him about 5'10" or 5'11". I am quite tall, too. I have blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. My ears are pierced twice
but I hardly ever wear earrings. When I turn eighteen, I am going to get my bellybutton pierced. Not some big fat ring. Just a little diamond
(or metal) stud. It'll be tasteful. Well, as tasteful as a bellybutton piercing can be. I have no idea where I will go to college. I like who I am. I don't get a big head because at times I'm a little smarter than my friends, because it all balances due to the many times I'm a lot dumber than them. I was sitting in the ballpark the other day and the woman behind me was (talking to her friend) like, "My ex-boyfriend always used to come here and do anything to try to get on camera, but he never even once got on camera." She sounded happy about this. And I just thought, I'm glad I'm not old and bitter. Because I'm not. I'm still young and doors are open. So I'm happy. |
![]() Food: cheesecake, hot dogs, salt. Boys: smart, funny, 15<boy<18. School: english, spanish, math. Books: MTV, A Separate Peace.
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