022801
[6:28 pm] We're like done with February. It feels weird. I'll be 16 years old in 2 weeks. Fourteen days. Wow. Hey, wanna know how mature
I am? Victor K farted in Spanish class today, and I cracked up. The whole class was silent and then.. the sound of a small and distant
foghorn. I looked toward the honk's origin, and Victor's ears were red as a tomato. I laughed so hard.
022701
[8:49 pm] I recently got the Style Channel, and I was watching a show called Shabby Chic
(which the host woman would NOT stop saying and it quickly grew tiresome and irritating.. "shabby chic".. "isn't that's a
particularly shabby chic thing to do".. "that color spectrum is so shabby chic". Ugh. Anyway. The show was about vintage
clothing. The women on the show were like "Oh that's so gorgeous!" And I would reply (to my TV set), "Are you out of your mind?!?"
Whatever, I've got to go to bed. I'm getting shaky-tired.
[7:05 pm] Boys were weird today. This big 6'3" 300-lb guy, Eugene, he looks mean, but he's really just a big nice teddy bear.. At lunch,
he put his arms around my shoulders and sang the Bodyguard song, I Will Always Love You. And then on the bus, Greg asked me,
"What does a girl like you do on a Saturday night?" That's a weird thing for him to ask me, I don't know. Sit at home and watch HBO or
sleep or whatever. I'm a church-going gal.
022601
[3:11 pm] Argh. Consummation.. having it over with. Knowing that it's over. Not being able to whine about Gore's
unfair loss anymore. That sooo sucks.
[6:28 am] I am very tired. I am going to try and be a good girl today and not make girls cry and not yell at my fellow band nerds. I
will not screech at Kate for talking about the same five topics over and over (basketball/practice, Kyle, Wendy, track, family.) I won't
get frustrated by her backwards 1800s-esque views. I won't hurt anyone or let anyone hurt me today.
I dreamed I was me, only I was writing (with a pen and paper, actually a little brown book) a story about an old man in prison. He had
done something foolish with the jail and he had sat down to tell about it. I woke up remembering these words: "Okay, what do we got now?
We have one old man, a little brown book and a lotta time. A lot of time."
022501
[8:13 am] 17 days til my birthday. I am reading A Confederacy
of Dunces, which is an odd name for a book that makes me carry around a highlighter to mark all the words that I don't know,
and when I'm done with the book (it'll be awhile, the book is 416 pages long) I will look them all up and thus improve my vocabulary.
022301
[7:12 pm] Kate and I argued today about whether it's right or wrong for a girl to ask a guy out. I think it's perfectly fine. She says
"It's just wrong." Jesse and JJ and Ben all agreed with me. Kate and Sarah, (you'll have to pardon me if this next part sounds judgmental
or close-minded, but) they're just old-fashioned idiots.
022201
[5:41 pm] Today was Will's birthday. Today I made a girl cry. I didn't really mean to. I'll tell the story sometime.
022001
[9:01 pm] Yes, there will be more tomorrow and the day after that, but I really have to go to bed. Rest my heavy brain, wash my face.
Let my back have some R&R. It's sore.
[8:56 pm] I redesigned because the last design was gutter sludge. *grin*
[8:51 pm] Friday, in Spanish, Steve told me (jokingly) he loved me and he asked me to go out with him. I didn't answer, I pretended to be
too embarrassed to speak. That's how he knows me. Easily embarrassed beyond speech. So I then pretended to be enthralled in my Spanish
homework while listening to him loudly telling Jon, "I told Becky I loved her and I asked her out but she did not answer. Why do you
think that is, Jon?" I could hardly hold back my secret smile.
You see, I used to have this massive heart-attack crush on Steve. Since like late 7th grade. It ended late last year. That's like 3
years. I don't know. I hope another one isn't developing, hiding under the skin like a blush, waiting for an opportune moment to jump
out and embarrass me more.
021901
[6:30 pm] I'm so sick of visiting the same old sites. I actually thought about linking them but I won't because THEY SUCK!! You're
boring!! New content, new layout!! My site is boring, too simple. Cutbacks suck and I am bored.
[6:02 am] My mom let me drive to school yesterday.. woo! That involves use of a small 4-lane highway/back-road, and some traffic
lights!
021701
[9:13 pm] When we were out fundraising, there were like hecka dogs barking and stuff. It was crazy. Also: we heard this really loud
80s-centric music, and I thought it was a stereo, but I recognized the rough quality of a live drumset, and I realized that it was a
band just practicing. They were good. They practiced the same song the whole time Ty and I were out (75 min.)
[8:55 pm] Umm.. today I did four major things: a) cleaned the medicine cabinet and counter, b) went fundraising and sold 4 more Gold Cards (in theory, one is going to be taken to the
customer on Monday) which means that there are only 2 left (!!!), c) saw Sugar and Spice
(James Marsden is totally hot), d) went to Borders and got books and My Best Friend's
Wedding.
021501
[3:41 pm] I was reading Mija and one of her bits of Daily Advice was this: "trust noone, no matter how
much you want to. it may hurt in the beggining but your saving up alot of hurt you'll expierence later due to let down and heartbreak."
Number one, learn out to spell. (Noone is not a word, neither is alot. Expierence and beggining, come on.
Spell check. Your should be you're.) Next: What a load of crap. Life is all about trusting people. If you get your heart stomped
on, move on! Don't give advice if it's stupid! I'm gonna go clean my room right now. *Voy a ir limpiar mi dormitorio ahora mismo.*
[3:36 pm] I should go clean my room instead of sitting around listening to Napster crap.
[3:27 pm] I don't like this headline: California Power
Crisis May Become National Mess. If that is the case, I won't be able to.. uh.. well, update calapitter. Or put on makeup without a
flashlight (which sucks big.) On a more positive note, I learned the 14 tenses of English today. It was a joy.
021401
[6:03 pm] I died twice today. The same cause of death, twice: laughter. The first time was during Speech, role-playing. I always wanna
say playacting, but NO. It is role-playing. Characters: Chris P, Tim S, Miss Coffey, and Rachel G. Tim S is a biased teacher, he is the
coach of the basketball team. Chris P is a player on the basketball team, Ms Coffey is just a girl student, and Rachel G doesn't do
anything the whole time she is "on stage." Chris and Ms Coffey (we'll call her Pat) are late to class, but Mr Tim only writes up Pat
because Chris was "talking to another coach" (that's his excuse) and Pat wasn't.
It really started when Chris walked in late, and while Pat and Mr Tim were arguing about the tardy. Chris started drawing big
elementary-style stick figures on the board. One wore a hat and had a sword. He labeled that one "Coach." The other drawing was of a
stick figure on a vine. Labeled "Tarzan." I half-died there.
Then I three-fourths died when Chris finished his drawings and lay down on the ground. I fully died for the first time when Mr Tim
grabbed his coat and laid it over Chris like a blanket. Then Chris clutched the blanket and curled up into a ball and pretended to
sleep. This was all while Pat was saying "Get up stupid, he's on the floor! Get up! You look so gay.." Acting the teenager.
I'll tell you the second death in a while. I hafta cook first. It involved Richard W mispronouncing my name and me not understanding
anything and having poor self-esteem and loving every minute of it.
[5:10 pm] Happy Valentine's Day, some kids at my school were going around saying "Happy VD!" And it was gross.
021301
[8:54 pm] Ashley and I are crazy.
Becky: You are an ostrich, okay?
Ashley: ok
Becky: Ostriches go crazy when you say biscuit.
Becky: BISCUIT!
Ashley: ahhhh stop ahhhh
Becky: Sorry, umm.. unbiscuit.
Ashley: thanks
Becky: They also go crazy when you say kaboodleparakeet.
Becky: KABOODLEPARAKEET!
Ashley: ahhhhh ahhhh
Becky: Unkaboodleparakeet.
Becky: There, you are okay.
Ashley: thanks
Becky: PONIES!
Becky: That does not make you crazy.
Ashley: ok
Becky: It just means that there are ponies around. On tv.
Ashley: you crack me up
Becky: Rupert the pony loves me,
Becky: loves EVERYONE.
Becky: Especially you.
Ashley: yeah
Becky: Ooh la la.
[8:43 pm] This is a really ugly layout, isn't it? I regret it already.
[8:13 pm] I have no boyfriend for Valentine's Day tomorrow, but frankly, I am not worried. It's a love-based holiday. I have friends,
they'll take care of me. I hope.
021101
[04:01 pm] Yeah, okay. I did the dance and it was pretty fun. I danced with a whole bunch of people and Chris B (not Blair) and I made
Charlie's Angels positions. I brought my camera along but the flash wouldn't work so I just gave up. It was fun though. Joe was with
Laura, dancing this weird groove hold dance.. it was freaky. Robbie was with Lauren and she looked very cute. Steve was with Ashley,
and she didn't dance until Jake (her exbf) got there. She was very sad until Jake arrived and I suggested that she should go kick him.
Really. He was a jerk to her.
020901
[09:03 pm] Crazy weather today. I left in sweatshirt and sandals, came home with frosty toes and pink wind-burnt cheeks.
[08:56 pm] I'm sort of not looking forward to the Valentines dance tomorrow, which they're calling the Mardi Gras dance. That's stupid.
They're even selling cheap beads. Valentines Day is spost to be classy and romantic, not cheap and shoddy-looking. Which is so totally
Mardi Gras.
Plus, this is my first high school dance going alone, and I'm not looking forward to that. I'm not looking forward to the feeling of not
having someone's corsage on my wrist, not looking forward to not having the the honor of fastening a boutonniere to someone's lapel three
or four times because it keeps falling off. I will miss the little pricked feeling on my fingertips from the pin of the boutonniere.
[07:22 pm] I am bored with this layout and I don't like frames a lot anymore. They're just making it harder to update two things at the
same time. So, I will have a new layout soon I HOPE!!! Oh, and I may discontinue the to-do list, unless I decide I need it.
[07:15 pm] I love South Side, by Moby featuring Gwen Stefani.
[06:11 pm] I know this guy named Shawn. He's a nice boy, very intelligent.. not gay. He is on guard with
about 20 (??) girls. Now today there was an assembly, and guard performed their show, which was a remix of three versions of Don't Fear the Reaper, which was supercool. Unfortunately, I go to a school full of
close-minded-loser-idiots that have to shout things like "Nice buns, baby!" and catcalls at Shawn. Shawn, you see, has to wear a dance belt, which is underwear with a thong back. It's for extra support,
and some privacy in his special boy Spandex pants. I am just sick of stupid people judging him for being different.
020701
[04:22 pm] I think this is probably the last day for staying home. I still have this little gnawing headache right behind my eyes and
under my ponytail in the back. I just want to sleep all the time and when I cough, I sound like a dragon spitting fire. Ugh. Last day,
I hope.
020601
[08:55 am] I am so tired of being sick. I am so sick of being tired. My head hurts and I have taken 8 teaspoons worth of Immodium AD
and finally it has worked. That's it. I'm exhausted. Doctor's appointment today.
020401
[03:21 pm] I dreamed last night that I was in a plane crash and ended up on an island somewhere out in the tropicals in the ocean.
Sounds like a certain recent movie of the same genre, no? Anyway, I wasn't alone. There
were maybe about eight people there with me walking and talking. After a few days, someone said something about makeup. I remarked that
I hadn't even thought about makeup since we got on the island. Also, someone mentioned personal hygiene (brushing teeth & deodorant),
neither of which I had worried about either.
We were snooping around this island and we disturbed a sleeping mammoth hairy elephant thing. It chased us around for a while, and I
ran into a cave and hid. Eventually it went away and I called the others into this cave, where there were all these slimy skeleton
things. This boy, who reminded me an awful lot of my friend Robbie, grabbed chunks of the skeletons and threw them off to the side,
and that was the way out of the cave.
In daylight again, we saw that all these guys in FedEx suits were building a post office and it turned out that there was a package
there for me. It had my name written on it (first and last) was postmarked sometime in 1980. This was strange because I wasn't born
until 1985. I opened the package and there was a plastic dinosaur from the Jurassic Park paraphenalia. Then I woke up.
[09:18 am] I have a story for you. Cory and Lindsey (yes, dough-nut girl) had both been absent a day in Speech and had missed the
assignment where you had to learn ten things about the other person. Ms Coffey has a sense of humor and decided to change their
assignment slightly, "Okay, Lindsey and Cory. You two need to go out in the hall.. make out and tell the class how it was. Okay?"
The looks on their faces were hilarious.
[09:12 am] I'm sorry for the lack of posts yesterday. Actually, I'm not sorry. You try being sick and posting anyway. I guess people
have done it. I'm not thinking clearly. Symptoms: Constant head-ache every time I move, sore throat (minimal), dry eyes that also won't
stop watering, itchy skin, always cold and shivering and goosebumps (except for face, which is burning up), and finally my chest feels
like it is the size of a tennis ball so I can only take the tiniest breath without having a coughing fit. So you can see why there
were fewer posts than normal, yesterday.
020301
[09:45 am] Argh. Instead of my driving lesson (which I also missed last week) I have to go out and raise funds for my trip to the
Bahamas. Ugh. Ugh = fundraising, not about the Bahamas.
020201
[09:30 pm] Yesterday was Kris's 16th birthday and I made her a sign and got her a balloon. I put together a gif to express my love for
her birthday. Ta-da!
[09:15 pm] I'm such a nerd. I took a picture of my beautiful (obsessively neat) algebra hw. See?
[09:05 pm] I really need to update here with some cool stories. Okay, here's one: two convo's going on in a very close proximity, in
Spanish class. One conversation was Melinda and Lindsey discussing fundraising by selling doughnuts. The other conversation was Jaimee
and Libby talking about Jaimee's grandfather's rather large stash of cash he had given her. Twenty-eight thou. Then this girl Meg, who
is dumb, said, "Jaimee, don't you mean twenty-eight hundred?" And Jaimee said, "No, twenty-eight thousand." And Lindsey (who was in the
other conversation) said, "Melinda, that's a lot of doughnuts." Miscommunication rocks!
[09:00 pm] I just realized how not-half-retarded I am. I'm pretty dumb. My last layout was number 21. This is number 23. Where is the
mysterious layout #22? Hmmm.. Maybe I'll just pretend that I am an enigma here, instead of the brain-dead potato I am.
[08:40 pm] I'm bushed because I caught up on my Psalms (which I think I will put a link to the folder here pretty soon) and I redes'd
calapitter, which I have wanted to do since, oh, since Jan 23. I just had no inspiration. Now thank me profusely.
[07:22 pm] I passed my names test today in Speech. I'm working on my Psalms and I'm trying to redesign calapitter. Updates soon!!
[06:01 am] If I don't have any homework tonight I will work on calapitter and tell you all the funny little stories and things that I
can remember from speech or wherever.
