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[5:40 pm] I couldn't stop laughing today. Mallory (whose dad died last week) is back and smiling in her rainbow flashy hat. I brought a
stuffed animal (bear) to school today and I named it Benjamin Alexander Bear and then in Spanish it is "Benjamín Alejandro Oso" pronounced
(baen-hahm-EEN all-ay-HAWN-dro oh-so.) Oso means bear. Kris and I made up this song..
Benjamínalejandro BEAR.. coming at ya!
Benjamínalejandro BEAR.. coming at ya!
[3:30 pm] I wore a sweater today. A black wool one, because the temperature when I left the house this morning was 55 degrees F. I got a
lot of compliments on it; I looked cute in it. Except for one weird conversation with some weird-kids I don't know on the bus.
W-K 1: Why did you wear a sweater?
Becky: Because I'm old enough to pick out my own outfits.
W-K 2: I bet you regret it now that it's hot.
Becky: No, it's not hot.
It was like 70 degrees. Stupid kids. I was comfortable.
[7:48 pm] This is my
English report. The report I couldn't think of anything to write about? Yeah? This is it.
[6:41 pm] Ashley's view.
Becky -
That is so awesome that Will asked you out on a date. :) Is it a date? We will just call it a date. I really hope you two get together.
Will is a super awesome guy. I totally approve. :)
[6:34 pm] A note between Will and I.
W: Hey, what are you doing Friday night?
B: Um, probably sleeping, because I gotta get up early to go to the competition on Saturday. Gotta be back at
school by 7 AM. Why?
W: I was wondering if you'd maybe like to do something.
B: I probably wouldn't be very good company. I'd be so tired, but what did you have in mind?
W: Mebbe dinner and a movie. We'd probably be home at ten, or 9:30.
B: Yea, I'll have to ask my dad (cuz I don't know if my mom will be home. She's in TN or somewhere) but he'll
probably be okay with it. What movie? (I'm so full of questions.)
W: What do you want to see?
B: I dunno, I'll have to get back to you on that.
W: Okay. Call me and let me know.
[10:49 am] I have an English paper to write, and I have nothing to write it about. We have to write a paper (5 paragraphs: one opener,
three supporting paragraphs with details, and a conclusion) about a problem in America. I'm so sheltered I can't think of a problem that
is serious enough for me to write about.
Pollution: so not me to write about.
Teen pregnancy: there are girls in my class that may be pregnant and it'd be awkward to have to read it with them in there.
Teen suicide: depressing.
Lunch lines: not serious enough.
Alcoholism: already taken by Lindsay R.
Bad driving: could get messy.
Graffiti downtown: I don't live downtown, I'm a semi-small-town girl, I don't know anything about graffiti.
Gangs: same as graffiti.
I can't think of anything to write about: not serious. I'd have to think of solutions and I don't know any, except for writing
something.
The ethics of America going down the toilet: too broad.
Scandals in the White House: umm, no. Eww.
Whatever. I think I'll just write about lunch lines.
[10:32 am] Despite the fact that I haven't blogged in 4 days, I don't have much to say. You already know that Friday was the day that
I could have gotten my permit but didn't (there was a football game that night, we lost) (and the football game wasn't my reason for not
getting it anyway) (my mom was) (she just wouldn't let me go get it.) You also already know that I'm going to homecoming with Will. What
you don't know is that I got my dress yesterday. It's light purple. Pretty.
This design has been up a month yesterday. That's kind of a long time for calapitter designs to last. I'm working on a new one, but I
don't think I'll use it. It's too complicated.
[8:01 pm] Can you believe that this is RuPaul? You know, the
cross-dresser? And everyone knew that Lil Kim would have an outrageous
outfit, but what's with the hair? It's a little too 80s-Morticia-esque. And red weird stuff.. Okay, that went out with Michael Jackson. Ugly! I love Rebecca Romijn-Stamos's outfit here. Leelee Sobieski looks good here. And Aaliyah looks all anorexic as usual.
[7:38 pm] This one is too skinny. This one too. Maybe its the shirt. Speaking of
shirts.. ugly ones.. with stupid people wearing them.. (ok I'm just trying to make the paragraph flow) check out Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears. What did Christina do to
her hair? Britney's dress is okay, maybe a little skimpy but she's a celeb, so she can do that stuff. Plus she has teenage boys as her
fans and they appreciate that. No one appreciates nasty hair, Christina. Take notes.
I can
squat 120 lbs. I weigh 160, so
that's pretty good. My friend Ashley did 140, and she weighs like 100. I'm weak. But she also lifts a bass drum every day. So..
[6:54 pm] Somebody searched "just for laughs" on AOL
and found calapitter.
[6:12 pm] Yeah, I'm sorry for not blogging (whatever) but it's been a busy week. Very busy. So busy that I couldn't really update too
much. Monday I came home on the bus from school, skipping band practice, in order to go to the dentist. They did that putty thing (where
they stick this weird silly putty stuff on your teeth and then they put a metal arch doo-dad over it, and then the goop hardens, and they
pull it out and it feels like they're going to pull all your teeth out with the metal arch doo-dad, but then it makes a funny squelch
sound and it made me want to LAUGH because it sounded like a fart) and I was so scared of that before they did that. My friends all had
had it done and they told me that it runs down the back of your throat and you can't breathe. So right before they did it I was so scared
that I would choke! But I didn't. It was almost fun when they took the stuff off because it squelched and that felt weird, too. I'm going
back on the 25th to see what kind of braces I need and to get a $$$ estimate then.
Yesterday I had practice til 4:15 pm, and then I got home, did my Algebra homework (direct variations) and then we ate dinner and then we went to see
Garrison Keillor with the St Louis Symphony Orchestra. The music was good, but in my opinion, Mr. Keillor is
an old perv. He's like 62, and he does this character called Guy Noir who's an old 20s-style New York detective, "extremely late 40s" in
age.. And in the story he was describing this girl who showed up in the detective agency place. Something like this: "She was wearing a
black t-shirt with Mount Rushmore on it and I'd never seen Mr. Washington or Mr. Lincoln look so good before. Her jeans were so tight
that I could see the embroidery on her underwear. It said Wednesday." Okay, um eww. Anybody who is in their late 40s and is interested in
someone who wears day-of-the-week underwear (i.e. people in age group 16 and under) is gross.
[6:12 pm] I dreamed that I lived downtown with my mom and this grandma that I don't actually have and this guy called me on the phone. I
answered the phone "Hello, you've reached 444-something-something-something-something, um.. 444-9932 .. I think." (I didn't know the phone
number to where I was living, so I looked on the phone and it was written on it. He replied, "Is this Becky?" I answered, "Yes but I've
got to switch phones," and I did switch phones because my mom and "grandma" were being too loud, so I left the phone on the counter. I
went to the other room to pick up the other phone, which was stupid anyway because the other phone was a cordless. But when I came back
to pick up the other line, it turned out that my mother and "grandma" were being childish and they had put the phone in the bathtub,
which was full of water so that the phone died before I could pick up on the other line.
So I went outside to find the guy who was trying to call me, but instead I found the announcer guy at Busch Stadium (Cardinals baseball
stadium) (he always goes, "THEY WANT TO GO FOR THE DOORS!") interviewing people and there were girls from my school jumping off ledges,
just to show him that they adored him. Well, one of these girls was holding a microphone with a long cord, and the guy who was standing
in front of us in the line (in REAL life) (the long line that we waited in this morning) caught the cord when the girl was about 8 feet
off the ground and then he dropped her again. She just bounced kind of hard.
Then the guy who called me on the phone earlier approached me and I introduced myself just as he was getting out his pocket knife. I
shook his hand and said my name and all that stuff and then he looked at his knife. He folded the knife down and then unfolded a
mini-chainsaw out of his pocket knife. He started it up and I ran screaming from him. I ran into my house and my parents laughed at this
guy chasing me with a mini-chainsaw. They were just cracking up. I woke up drooling.
[4:48 pm] I hate naps. I took one this afternoon and for some reason.. I always have such stupid dreams when I nap. Want to hear a
whopper? Maybe in a bit. I'm sorta woozy still.
[1:11 pm] First marching band performance at the football game (which we won) yesterday. Did well. Got up at 4:00 am this morning and we
drove to the ballpark and waited there until noon and then got tickets for the division playoff things. Cool. But now I'm all tired. So
sleepy-time for ME!
[8:35 pm] I got the Eve 6 CD.. and I just read my horoscope. You know how the dance is on the 30th? (Because there is no 31st of
September.) Well my horoscope says, "...After the 28th, when Mercury moves into mysterious Scorpio, you could meet a new best friend or
heartthrob..." So.. funky!
[7:01 pm] A note between Kris and I.
K: [after reading mine and Will's note] I wish I had the guts to do that.
B: Then do it dork. It makes your hands shake for 5 seconds and then you're happy!
K: But I can't and I don't know if either one likes me. Everyone thinks *D*
does because "every guy I like likes me too." A quote from R.O. and about
50 other people I know.
B: I totally agree. You're a likeable person. The worst they can do is say no and then you spend that evening sobbing and weeping
and thrashing about and trying to slit your wrists with month-old cheese. No biggie.
K: Why not year-old cheese?
B: Just my preference is all. I notice the edges aren't as sharp when the mold has covered it. Personal preference.
[6:55 pm] A note between Will and I.
B: Are you going to the homecoming dance?
W: I don't know...
B: Why not? Has anyone asked you yet? Anyone with the initials SC*?
W: Uh no.. do you know something I don't?
B: Obviously I do.. I am glad she hasn't though, because I want you to go with me.. how about that?
W: Sure, but I'm not sure when the dance is, like date-wise.
B: It's September 30th or the 31st. I don't know which. Either is fine, I'm thinking it's the 30th.
W: Cool. I know it's on a Saturday this year.
[6:45 pm] It's just now that I got done with band and homework and all that crap. That sucks. Yesterday we ended GOING to the baseball
game, which the Cards won 4-2. It was a good game. Rams also won their game last night against the Broncos. I don't know the score for
that because I went to sleep before it was over.
[9:41 am] Well today we were supposed to go to a baseball game, which would be fun because it's not supposed to be so hot, only about 81. That's toasty, but not uncomfortably so..
for me anyway. But we're not going, because it really is too hot. We just finished painting my brother's room this morning too,
and all his crap has to be moved back in. He chose this color called Sundance and it's light-orangish-yellow. It looks good, although
maybe a little light. I did quite a bit. Well,
some. Okay, half a wall and the trim on the bottom most of the way around. My mom did all the hard stuff.
I need to pack myself up for school tomorrow. I've got paint on my knuckles and toes. I think TODAY I will paint my fingernails and
toenails. Pink, perhaps. Maybe blue.
[2:30 pm] In my referral logs: Sorryfortheinconvenience. How cool is that? I'm
listed right under electricbiscuit.
[12:03 pm] The best thing about my computer area, I think, besides the Ritz Bitz sandwiches that have been sitting next to the monitor
for a month (I still eat out of the box sometimes, still tasty) and also other than the nice little CD area I have on the window sill,
and excluding the stuffed animals and stuff sitting on top of the monitor, I think my favorite thing is the warmth. It's always toasty.
I hate it when it's cold. I'd always put a blanket on, but by my computer, I hardly every have to. It's great. So I'll just lie and make
that my excuse for sitting here all day. My real excuse is that I am a computer nerd and I am busy wasting my life HTMLing away.
[11:34 am] Well, it took me this long to write about it, but I've been clean for about 4 hours. Clean as in not dirty. You knew that.
Maybe I'll paint my fingernails today. I haven't done that in a year. And my toenails. Haven't done that in 4 months.
[7:14 am] I haven't bathed since yesterday morning and I'm gross. Maybe I should take care of the hygiene thing. Yuck. I feel gross and
nasty.. 12 days until my permit day.. I hope I hope I hope.
[6:57 am] Hey. I'm home now. I don't have school tomorrow. I'm going to a baseball game, rather. It'll be 98 degrees, of course. And
I'll have to do laundry before we go so that I'll have a red shirt to wear. I shouldn't complain though. Cards have been doing SO well.
They took this series with the Mets, won two games in a row. I don't know what they'll do today, but.. dare I say it?.. wouldn't it be
great to sweep the Mets? Wow. What an idea. My mom said that it'd be okay if we lost today 20 to nothing, and I suppose that'd be all
right, since they have already won this series... From here on, we play the Expos, Brewers, Pirates, Cubs, Astros, Cubs again,
Padres, and then.. drum roll please.. the Reds. Oh so big and
scary. We've got 9 games on the Reds as of right now. Even if we have 3½ up on them, and we lose all 3 games with them (I'll be going to
these games, so we probably won't lose them ALL), we still win the league. Then we'll go on and be in post-season play. Which leads me to
my final point.
I'm almost a hardcore fan. I'm going to get up at 4 am next Saturday (on a SATURDAY!) with my mom and we'll drive real fast downtown and
lay by the ticket booth to get post-season tickets. Of course there will be people there that have been laying there since the morning
before, and they'll smell bad, but I REALLY would post-season play tickets! As many as we can get.
[3:28 pm] Swissconsin for a while.. No blogging until.. my return. Thanks for listening/reading. Love ya.
