033103
[9:43pm] Just in case you were wondering, I got my letter today. I didn't get in. I feel like one of those kids in the movies where they go to the mailbox and see the letter and stand weepingly pathetic. Well, that's me. So I guess I know where I'm going to college. I'll discuss this more later when I'm feeling sensible. And not so... umm.. unappreciated. Thank God for my friends who love and comfort me (especially Shawnee, Bert, and Tymka tonight. You were wonderful.) Muchas gracias.

033003
[7:58pm] You know what the last time something like this [the kind of suspense that I gave you readers a day-by-day on] happened? I was trying to get that library job, and I didn't get it, so maybe in order not to vex (word choice iffy) myself, I'll just shut up about it. (No news from Duke today either. Sad.) Couldn't help myself. Tonight my mom made seafood alfredo with crawfish and shrimp: delicioso. I'm working on a few things: my room, mainly, but also my laundry; I am washing my guard gloves. They smell like a whole lotta bad stuff combined. I won't include a description, to avoid turning my dear readers' stomachs. Speaking of guard, we had a practice today (no big deal, only tres horas): a big psycho dramatic one. (To me, anyway.) People were just being jerks about stuff, and we finally got it all out into the open, but I don't know how effective it will be come Monday. Anyway, after the big talk, we had this wonderful great rehearsal, and I really think if we work our butts off this week, some good things can happen on Saturday. You know what Lori told me today? She was having one of those nostalgic days, remembering back to when the guard was really a family but also cared enough to PUSH eachother to greatness (Stacy and Jamie's last year -- Reaper -- I wasn't even on that year), and she was thinking back to how far we've come and how some people's bad attitudes are destroying all that we have worked for and all that.. but Lori was talking to Kristen and me, and she said, (and I paraphrase) "I remember Kristen back in the Paint It Black days, and I see how far you've come and it's simply amazing. And every time I look down at the floor these days, Becky, you seem like you're performing so much better. You've just come so far since last season. It's incredible." Anyway, I was much cheered by this. I love praise. Heeeee yeah. Also: took my car to the tire store today because my left front tire was being retarded and going flat a lot, and turns out that I had a nail in there. They removed it and put a patch in. So things are great and it only cost $14! (Fourteen being my lucky number, I was glad to pay the amount.) I also vaccuumed out the inside of my car and took all the junk out of my car trunk and brought it inside. I had so much stuff, it was crazy. Okay, so now I've written enough and am going to resume cleaning my room. :)

032903
[9:12pm] No letter from Duke yet. My mom thinks they're using some warped psychology on me, like if they make me wait for it or make me doubt that I'll actually get in, I'll want it more. Ahhh. Um, else: I got another Smiths CD - Best. I luvvit. We went to Happy China for my brother's birthday celebration (late), and we sat next to this family and there was this little tiny girl with pigtails and she was so cute. She had long fingers and two teeth and she smiled a lot. I was planning on going shopping with Kristen, and then going over to Burke's house to watch "The Ring", but Kristen couldn't go, and I had to go to Happy tonight anyway. Did get a haircut. Plans for tomorrow: practice from 8-12, then I gotta stay and help with the tarp. Then I gotta buy some new tires or something. They just need some help. But now: goodnight.

032603
[9:00pm] My finger is doing much better, thanks for asking. I think perhaps I should have taken my sabuh home today but I didn't. I forgot or was spazzing out about being able to tap dance with my furry shoes or something. I really wanna go shopping, but I can't until.. wait. Tomorrow is 6-9 practice. Maybe I could pack up a Kristen and drag her to the mall with me. We could catch dinner and a practice. What a wonderful world!! Also: I got a buncha CDs for my birthday, but I've only been listening to one since then.. I really recommend it. Smiths - Louder Than Bombs. It's not very sensitive as to current events in the Middle East, but you know. It's like "Make Music, Not War." I went to the library today to read criticisms on Jane Eyre for this research paper I have to do in GentleBrown's class. It's not due for a very long time (in fact, tomorrow we're having our test over the first half of the book, so we have quite a bit to go) but I thought I'd do something ahead of time for once. Speaking of NOT ahead of time, stupid Duke needs to send me an admission letter. Whether I get in or not. I need to know so that I can "stop crying [my] heart out" (Oasis). Tonight was the play at school but I didn't go because I'm somewhat ambivalent to our "theater department." However true that may be, I adore the boy in charge of the lights. You know who you are. And so does everyone else! :) In case you can't figure it out, your first initial is J and your last is OeyG. Now you definitely know who you are. Man, I am such a blabbererer today. :) I am enjoying this. Really, I'm THISCLOSE to a new layout. I have a concept - not the letter thing. Not yet. But something else. Cheerful. Yay. Goodnight.

032403
[6:35pm] OH STUPID FINGER. :( I was throwing triples outside today (it was beautiful outside, warm with a nice breeze) and I caught the sabre with my right ring finger and it hurrrrts. Oh man oh man. Unpleasantness infinity. It's swollen. I hope Lori doesn't make us do too much sabre tomorrow because I don't know if I'll be able to. Gah.

032303
[11:32am] I'm thinking about redesigning. I said that I was working on one a while back, and I was, but I want something a little more specialized. I want something where every post is in letter form. Maybe I'll have two layouts or something.
[11:12am] HAPPY BIRTHDAY O BROTHER O' MINE! Big 15 y/o. I got him two t-shirts for his birthday: one is black and it has Bart looking around and it has all the Simpsons characters around him and it says "I see dumb people", and the other is blue and it has "Excuses for being late" across the top, followed by "Alarm clock broke", "Traffic", and "Attacked by wild monkeys." There are illustrations, which are extra entertaining. So I did well.

032203
[8:44pm] Bah - for not updating more often. I spend most of my time in the following: sleep, school, guard practice, eating, watching CNN in my parents' room, or some combination of the previous. Things have been busy among these things. Today I had a competition - Eureka. This is the one that we said didn't matter, cuz it's just Eureka, but it did matter, two ways: it decides how we're seated at Champs, and it was also my best show (no drops, very few tics, excellent performance quality.) However, our score of 73 wasn't enough to place us in what we wanted. Whatever. More work needed. (By the way, 5th out of 6 today.)

031903
[6:47am] So I got my acceptance letter from Rhodes College (in Tennessee) and they're offering this very magnanimous (for once I used that word correctly) scholarship. Say that a year there costs $29,500. Well, let's just they're offering $12,000, each year. I was so happy and.. well... that's an understatement for my parents. They were OVERJOYED. But more on that later. Now I gotta go to skewel.
[6:16am] My birthday was last Friday. I turned 18. That was also the day of the blood drive. I've never had so many people puke, pass out, or have a seizure on my birthday before. Lemme tell ya: unpleasant. And after that, I went home and was so exhausted (not even from giving blood) that we just put on Galaxy Quest and I fell asleep. I opened presents and everything, too, later. I got a lot of cool shoes and mucho CDs. Anyway, yesterday,... Ahh.. I'll continue this later. Must go get ready for skewel.

031303
[9:21pm] It's sort of brownish pinkish purplish, but it's very light.. it's beautiful, with applique and just gorgeous. Note: my birthday is tomorrow. My mom told me this story about how her feet got big and how thankful she was to have them back to normal once I was born. The end. :)
[6:16am] Guess who bought their prom dress yesterday? Me! Whee! I'll describe later, or if I can find a picture, even better.

031203
[3:55pm] Two things: First, I'm so proud of myself. I went outside because the weather is so nice, and I took my sabre and hammered out 75 triples (probably more, I only counted the ones I caught pretty well) and 50 quads. I was gonna bust out 25 5's, but by then I was so annihilated that I was having problems. I have a brand new blister on my left thumb, and my right pointer finger is sooo fat from catching. Second, I picked up my brother from drumline practice, and going home, I turned left as if going to Buffa's house instead of my own, like a habit. Weird.

031103
[5:14pm] I am SOOOO glad that I don't have any more practice until next Monday. I would have injured a certain person who is driving me insane with anger. This person feels that they are better than everyone and also feels entitled to make fun of everyone. However, this person is sorely mistaken. And this person has no right to bring anyone to tears (especially me. Rrr.) Other news: I feel like I am floating around in this mess of my life. I have things to do that haven't been done. AHHH!! (Yes, we're back to the AHHH's again. Hrmph.) Happy note: I have finished one of my funky furry guard shoes. Picture? Why sure! (Disclaimer, if you don't like feet --like I know some of you don't-- you shouldn't look. Because it's a picture of a shoe. Stupid.) And I think that's all the good news.

030603
[9:16pm] Thank the Lord that we had practice today. It was my best show, a great practice, just lovely. Great!
[4:38pm] But before I'd go, I gotta comment on yesterday's practice. Now, I'm all for teamwork and family and things, but... GAH! Making us run does not make us a family. I believe we're already a family. Even families fight. Even families have small cliques. Certain people stick together. You can't like everybody. And it's REALLY frustrating to be given a stern talking-to about not giving your all, when I am giving it. Or at least trying to give it, and isn't that almost the same? And injuring my fingers repeatedly in the process. Braindead practices? I don't even have anything to say about that. AHHHH!! I'M SO NEGATIVE!! I think I need some happiness and I don't know how to go about getting it. :-\ Latah gaters.. (That's kinda a copy off of Kelly, but since she says "Later taters", I think there is no copyright infringement and therefore is totally legal and okay. Okay. Bye now.)
[4:32pm] Um, I'd like to start off with an "AHHHHHH!!!!" of frustration. Why must people be so slow!? I was buying presents and the lady who was checking me out was like too busy gabbing with her friends to do an even normal-speed job. Anyway: I did get my mom's present (or as much of it as I could get in an hour's time -- before picking up my brother at school) and the spirit buddy gift. Laundry: almost done. Packing: nowhere near finished, because I haven't even begun. I'm so hungry and I needed to sit down, and all I've done is complain so maybe I should be a little more positive. Ahhh!! Um, well, maybe I'll go have a cookie and then pack. And then go to practice at 6:00. AHHHHHHHH!!!
[6:16am] I don't know how I'm going to get everything done today. I have to finish my laundry (not too much left), pack for Tulsa (that shouldn't take too long) because we're leaving tomorrow (whee!), buy my mom's present (I know what I want to get her), get my spirit buddy present (no idea what I want to get her), and then from 6-9 have practice. AHHHH!!! My life is so full. And now I hafta get ready for school.

030303
[9:27pm] Went out with Shawn today: Dairy Queen (for my ice cream craaaving), Walmart (Shawnee needed candles or some weight lifting thing, we found ourselves in sporting goods listening to some hunting tape of turkey mating calls, and ended up making these squawking noises affectionately at each other), mall (just to walk around and pretend that we were testing out furniture that we were going to buy for our house, since we were married and all--I got to wear his pinky ring.. It fits too perfectly on my ring finger. Too perfectly), McDonalds (for our greasy fill-up-my-arteries-with-disgusting-goo craaaving), and then home. All in all, a wonderful day (minus the two nosebleeds. I think as follows: NOT THIS AGAIN.) The end.

030203
[10:19pm] Yesterday was Marquette, and we got 5th out of 5 again, but I'm not stressed since I was feeling pathetically pukey and we learned a lot of work in the morning before the competition. So, although I blame myself for not trying hard enough, I pride myself on the amount of effort I did put into learning the stuff and not passing out in the morning. And anyway, we got a 72. That's an 11 point jump from 2 weeks ago. So I don't know. Today: Sit-Around-In-Your-PJs-Until-7:00-PM Day. Which is precisely what I did. I did that and watch roughly 11 hours of Boomtown, which is lovely. And then I talked to Shawn and we might hang out tomorrow. It'll be lovely. :) Latah.

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