hehehehehehehe....

Sweet.

"Dear Becca,
I'd like to personally thank you for switching to low brass. You are one of the SWEETEST people I know and I think you make a vital part of the low brass family. I hope you had as much fun as I did this year and I hope next year will be even better.
Love Shane"

"Becca, you're such a SWEETHEART. You're gulible and you give into peer pressure too easily, but you're a SWEET person." -Alli

"... And Becca, I think that you're just... such a SWEETIE." - Gretchen

Do you know what "SWEET" means? It means that you can't think of a better adjective because you really don't know the person all that well. "SWEET" is a cop-out.

What does that say about me if the only thing people can say about me is that I'm "SWEET"? I mean how many adjectives are there in the english language? And that one word is just stuck to me like glue.

Well. That's my whine of the day. Thanks for tuning in.
Love, B

*Head Explodes*

So since I have no friends and the only person I talk to is my little sister I think I'll rant to the blog. 1 word to sum up how I feel right now? UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! First off aren't Christians supposed to be nice? Isn't community supposed to be important? Because it sure doesn't seem like it, my first week at bishop ready has been absolutely terrible because no one bothered to talk to me except 1 girl, I got a couple "hey new girls" but that's about it, walking in the hallway by yourself while everyone else has friends they've been with since they were born sucks. It made me miss Bradley more, people actually talked to me at Bradley. So on top of hating my teachers I was also on the verge of tears today missing Bradley. The French teacher's a, pardon my french, Bitch. The rules at the school are ridiculously strict, the people are rude, the cliques are worse then in teen novels, and the uniforms are ugly. So why do I stay? you might wonder. because I have to, I'm not going to get into a good college through ecot. The sad thing though is I don't know if this will even help because stupid teachers grade stupid, my french teacher made me take a test Friday over stuff I haven't learned, she promised me that I could leave blanks if I didn't know things and that she wouldn't penalize me for it, that it was just to see where I am. Yeah she graded it, like a nazi on top of that. I repeat Bitch. She also made me take a quiz the day, yes that's right, THE DAY I started. Oh and finally to top off this wonderful sundae of crap, is the rancid cherry on top, the fact that I haven't seen/talked to any of my Bradley friends in forever.

Me ^

Bleh, sorry needed to get that off my chest.

6- Word Memoirs.

So I guess, people were challenged to write their life stories in exactly 6 words. I decided to try it and found that, I can't decide!! so here are 23 of my 6-word memoirs :)
Spending my days learning to live.

Starting to wonder where he went.

Did you know I’m not happy?

I tell myself stories. Damn amused.

Why can’t we just be friends?

I’m just addicted to the past.

Me. You. Let’s do this thing.

Can you stop yelling? Thank you.

Loving him meant leaving me behind.

I didn’t say I love you.

Remember the Old You? I do.

I mostly wish, more than anything.

Lost: Faith. Please Return. Will Wait.

Never got back to that. Sorry.

Lonely Girl Seeks Love. Respond Soon.

I don’t know. Leave me alone.

I’m kinda glad you have him.

Unrequited Love: Story of my life.

Who needs homework? Oh, my GPA.

Girl without Rhythm joins Marching Band.

Good at Lying. Nobody really knows.

Stay out of my room, please.

I don’t like Me that much.

Dear August,

I don't like you very much, you aren't a very fun month. Actually you kind of suck. In August every who does something in highschool, sports, marching band, etc is busy with that something. School starts in August which usually means stressing and sleepless nights. Unfortunetly this year it means once again we're running out of time to get the school situation figured out. It also means that I'm missing out on everything that made up my old life. Summer is coming to the close so those of us whose summers didn't live up to there expectations get to reminice on that not going as planned. People just aren't in a good mood when it's August. Not to mention the lack of holidays in August, what are we supposed to celebrate? We're Americans we need an excuse to eat! People don't blog in August either apparently. So you can see why I don't like August.
Sorry if I hurt your feelings but somethings had to be said...

Hate,
Olivia

Scarecrow or Superman

Ok, so I was watching Batman Begins: epic movie if you can get over the fact that George Clooney isn't in it.
I had a mini-freak out when i saw Dr. Crane (A.K.A. the Scarecrow) because he looks ridiculously like Tom Welling who plays Smallville's Superman! I was like: That's great, he can be both a good guy and a bad guy effectively!! But as the credits rolled, i learned that it was NOT Tom Welling, it was Cillian Murphy who Abby supposedly likes, but I haven't heard a Cillian-Rant in FOREVER so maybe not so much anymore? Tell me that they don't look alike:

Love and Stuff,

Bzzzzz

This Poem Isn't About Much

Hey, so i think getting that last post off my chest is already helping it to be better :) yay for feeling better! i found this poem in an old diary and thought i should share it--esspecially since it's not in my usual ABCB pattern which gets repetitve. damn it. yes it is. never mind. okay, what ever... I think this is circa August 2010-ish. Probably about Chris... Possibly about people in general. I wish I remembered. Also, it's kinda dark and twisty, but i swear, i'm feeling much better, so it's just, there :)

A Call in the Dark

is anyone awake?
is anyone alive?

i've been living for yesterday.
what a silly little lie.

is anybody home?

is anybody there?

i don't know why,
but i used to think he cared.

can you tell me i'm not alone?

can you hear me cry these tears?

i used to be a person.
now i'm not even here.

The B-est Years?

i'm going through a huge crisis of faith and a huge crisis of self and i wonder why i was so happy back then. i wonder why i'm so unhappy now. i just wish that everything could be the way it was. parts of me wish that when i wake up tomorrow i'm 13 years old again and we're still at memorial. i guess i just like to live a little bit in the past. i'm told that i'm a victim of obsession...

that's from a phantom planet song. remember when they were just about all i listened to? remember when i dated christian deiderich? or when i wrote that sappy poem about Chris's "Ocean Blue Eyes"? how about when i thought i was going to quit band? do you remember the best lunch period i've ever had? the first day of freshman year when we established the sporknife and the sandwhich arsenal.

i remember all these things about i was and i maybe over dramatic here, but give me a break, 'cause the insomnia is rampant and i've gotten maybe 8 hours of sleep over the past 3 days.

i just have this fear that i've already been the best i'll be and life is kinda down hill from here... which is absolutely ridiculous because i'm 16 freakin' years old and probably have about 84% of my life left ahead... but it scares me. should i be scared of life?? geez!

how did i get like this?

all my love and more,
b

Summer!!!

Summmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!

I'm this excited :D

life sucks sometimes.

well it does, ok? the last thing i want to be is whiny, but i'm speakin' the truth here.

i'd like to say that i'm happy, but i don't think i am. and i'm not really sure that i can think of anyone right now who can honestly say they're full of happiness. ok, actually i'm sure there are people who can say that, but most of them are liars. i look around and i just see a whole bunch of sad people. my brothers aren't happy. allison is so full of hate, she's actually emitting hate energy. god knows my parents aren't happy. and don't even get me started on some of the people i see at school.

why do we all just walk around tired and sad and lonely? if there was a way to spontaneously be happy i'd like to get on board (no drug references, you morbid morbid walrus.) so, eventually, i'm going to start keeping track of stuff that makes me happy. right now, i'm too tired for this. its like 12:15 and i've barely even started my homework because i was busy mentally napping and eating more than i should.

oh, and they took my door. like i live in some really bad 90's movie. i change clothes in the bathroom. why? because i don't have a door on my bedroom. that's the new perk to being grounded: oh, and bonus! i still don't get a life. yay!
not so much...

love you and hope y'all are actually happy,
b (who would really like her life- and her door back.)

No Life....

I colored a tree a couple weeks ago... That's my crowning achievement of the month. I need to get out of the house...

Mid-life Crisis

This is my relatively small rant about all the stupidity I've faced in the past several months.

I think I'm going through my mid-life crisis at the age of 16. I feel ancient already and completely separate from teenage life.

I feel like my life could be a sick movie/play. It would be a timeless classic about the selfishness and insanity of mankind. My mother plays the role of the annoying 15 year old sister who believes the world revolves around her, my siblings are the innocent by-standers harmed by her psychotic paranoia, I play the 16 year old who starts of with self-centered business and reliance on others that is forced to learn several lessons in life as her 15 year old sister results in her life flipping upside down. Almost all of the 16 year old's friends are no where to be seen as she faces the harsh realities of life. People suck. It will start off with character building then go into the seniors she knew, mainly to tear at peoples' heart strings when one of the seniors can't keep the promise they made that she'd have a whole year left with all of them. Then it would progress to the point where she gets kicked out of school by the school board who is more concerned with money then students, and is forced to deal with her sister all day to the point where she can't stand to see her anymore. Her family's in pieces and her innocent siblings forced into something they should never have to deal with. As time goes by the girl gives up on the world only to learn lessons that add hope even though almost all of her friends have abandoned her. Her "best friend" never even bothering with a text. On top of that one of her other friends completely manipulates her. So as she's facing one of the hardest times in her life she feels more alone then ever. Ending to be determined.

Sorry I just needed to rant and since no one's awake the blog got stuck with it.

I'd like to be... Under the Sea!

actually, no i would not. that's our new french unit and after 3 days with out french, math, or band, i have found that they all have moved ahead at super sonic speeds.

i have NO idea what the sea animals are called in french. don't even bother asking me what the hell a sequence sum is and if you think i have a clue as to the concert order, you are sadly mistaken.

i wish i had just been sick for one more day so i could push all this crap into next week.

Oh! and my brain has officially stopped.

lkajshdgt oiw4iu sd (<----- fingers tap dancing on key board.)

b

"I'm Not Your Stepping Stone" and other lies from The Monkees

I'm Not Your Stepping Stone: Yes, unfortunately, I am. I am pretty much everybody's stepping stone... and it sucks.

Love is Just Around the Corner: Yeah, right. Ok, not to be a TOTAL pesimist, but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that, no, love is not around the corner.

We were Made for Eachother: TOK likes Jessica. I'm kinda done with the drama. So, I guess we WEREN'T made for eachother (not that i actually really thought that to begin with but still...)

You Told Me: He never said there was a chance with the two of us. I made the whole thing up in my head, and now it's totally over and I'm over it. Moving on.

I Won't be the Same: Positivity, thy new name is Becca.

Love you and making changes for the better,

B :)

... I couldn't resist...

this took like and hour and a half to make. so gosh darn it, it's going up here. Staring: b2the3, happycload, and our friends nizam and elina:

Darth Maul?

So today I was just sitting around watching TV when a commercial for a movie called Insidious. It looked like a pretty good scary movie when this guy flashed on the screen.

At this point I'm doing a double take. "Wait did I just see... OMG that looked like Darth Maul!" So I googled it. Now compare that picture to this one.

Tell me they're not freakishly similar! So there you have it folks Darth Maul never died, he just got his ear pierced, grew hair, turned into a demon and started haunting comatose little boys. Creeeep. It actually sounds like a really good movie though. I might just have to watch it to see the return of Darth Maul.

Love,

Chaco <3

hi guys...
so today was NOT my day. tok and jess are pseudo dating. and she knows i like him... so why would she invite me on their date? because she is a sucky friend. no big deal.
anyway... abby and kortney (and all y'allz too...) rock my socks off.
love you!
b is for broken hearted and betrayed.

Raggedy Ann :)

someone i know (*cough* laura/cloady *cough*) HATES raggedy ann. apparently it creeps her out? i don't see it. so, mean spirited april fools jokes that followed include being a jerk and stuffing them in her backpack and putting them on her chair. and stuff. pictures? love ya, b is for benevolent (yay vocab word!)

GAAAAAAAAH!

OH hey, didn't see ya there, my name is Liv and I'm here to tell you about how I'm losing my mind. I thought I had found it for awhile there but I seem to have misplaced it again. My stuffed animals say that haven't seen it but I think they're lying, you can never trust a stuffed bear, they're tricky. I'm still searching for my mind and haven't been able to get any help looking for it, so if you see it can you let me know? Thanks :]

P.S. Soo I was wondering if we should call each other by code names still because I don't know what to do when I want to mention you guys and then I freak out because I don't know what to do and it just doesn't end well. I wasn't sure if we're being ninja top secret or not so I didn't want to risk slipping information about your where abouts or something onto the web. SO yeaaaaah.

Love,

Chaco <3

Posting...posting....posting.

So this weekend I went to state thesbian confrence. So many cute guys. Most of them were gay. Mediocer acting in general Awesome friends with me Evens out. Oh and apparently magic sleepy pills are the panacea to my life. Thanks doc. That's all, DUCKY. PS Pretty in pink was a good movie. But I was partially brain dead when I saw it.

I don't like this kid.

Here are the top ten reasons I don't like my stand partner, Max (who should be in Juvie.)

1. He got expelled and weasled his way back in to school.
2. He looks like Gollum (LotR).
3. "Eewww! Allison!!!! The freshman is hitting on me again!!" -me
4. I've been told (from TILDA obviously) that I have very soft hands. Creepy much?
5. He may or may not play the tuba better than me. I wouldn't know because he NEVER really plays.
6. His favorite hobby as far as I can tell is dead baby jokes. Which are sick and disturbing.
7. He has this habit of not bringing his music and then writing ALL OVER mine.
8. I REALLY do not like this kid. His aura is like-- have you ever not put enough chocolate syrup in the glass when trying to make chocolate milk? yeah that color.
9. STORY REPEATER. NEED I SAY MORE?????
10. He doesn't shut up about that one time, in the 7th grade, when he was 1st chair trumpet before switching to tuba. As though I believe it. They only recruit the last chairs for low brass. Thats how I got there.

LOVE her voice!

I LOOOOOVE this girls voice and the song is pretty good too. I feel like if we ever do music we should make music videos like this.
anyway.
OSU in the morning. Allison REALLLY wants to go there, but I have NO CLUE where I want to go. at all.

Love,
B

p.s. like the new layout?

Hey, Sup?

ok, so i made and awesome ladder and anyone who comments on this post goes up and automatic 2 points! and that's kinda a big deal cause, you know, Jesus is a 10.

10= Most Excellent
9= More than usually Excellent
8= Excellent
7= SOOOOOO close to Excellent
6= Totally Rad
5= Pretty much Rad
4= Somewhere between Rad and Bogus
3= Kinda Bogus
2= Bogus!!!
1= More than usually Bogus!
0= MOST BOGUS

ok, so personally I'm a 7.5 and this scale (and placing everyone I know (ok, some people i know) on it) took me pretty much all day at school. When I wasn't pretending to learn.

OH! and I have TWO pregnant teachers now. JUST like last year. And I'm calling it right now: Mrs. Horne will be pregnant again next year. Just a hunch.

ok, love and stuff!
B

Witty title

Hi guys I miss you all and I have alot of spare time so I decided I'd post. Warning: I am not good at posts. So anyways here's the update on the crazy stupid life of Olivia. My mother is a stupid, thick-headed, evil, *&*^%$#$#$%*&^(*^!!!! she won't sign the paper making it so that there's joint custody which would fix everything because she's more concerned about owning us as material possession and fighting my dad then she is about how hard this is and how it's affecting us. I strongly dislike her... Love ya guys :)

k, so this blog refuses to die

hey, every one. but mostly abby and becca. this is the blog speaking... would you mind NOT letting me die? i miss when every one had something to say.
don't be afraid to be random.
i won't judge.
i'm a lover, not a hater.

love,
www.nerdygirlys.blogspot.com

I'm just waiting for this lull to break.

So while I realize at this time of year the blog takes a nose dive.
It's entitled.
We all are once and a while.
And I know that eventually something while happen to peak interest again.
Last year it was MW
A fine addition if I may say so.
So I have been rather musically inclined of late.
I've practiced guitar a lot recently
I'm preparing a solo for S&E.
I've been writing some new songs
Anyone want to collaborate?
Maybe Byronic Heroes may take off yet?
I want to record the songs somehow.
Like youtubing it or something.
I've also realized that my book has too much time in it to give up.
But I Also am a bit stuck.
But I have my new book.
THIS LULL HAS GOTTA BREAK!
~NEON

This is me being superior to lauras technology.

Why, Hello, January!

• i has a life again!
• brett, amanda, and em just made my life a lot better.
• puppet hiatus???
• i'm wacky for watermelons and tuff like deer.
• left my lab book at school. i need that.
• saw lindsey in the paper! don't be creeped out, but my mom put you on our refrigerator :)
• my room is a sty. i'm like 90% sure that i just spelled that wrong.
• losing respect for people. mostly myself.
• its so hard to be around jessica knowing that she doesn't know that i'm not telling her that she isn't alone in her indevors.
• she's using me as an excuse to stalk him. um, i can tell, and its really stupid because he's taken to walking away when he sees her coming...
• ....
• going to youth group again. i'm sticking with it for my em, cause she is lonely and i'm being selfish. i will make that a better place by the time school gets out.
• coffee. :)

love you!!!

B

break is almost over

hi im sorry i havent been on here in so long. i finally got a new computer though so hopefully i can now comment on posts without waiting 10 minutes for the interenet to bring up the separate commenting box. yay:)

gymnastics season is in full swing again. i was going to quit next year but now im not entirely sure if i want to... i can to AP and ski club and gym and not die right? yep i think so. we'll see.

guys..... im confused. and i dont even know why its like this i feel so stupid and desperate. im just a low down mule in horses clothing.

ive just finished reading gone with the wind and now im really sad because it made me cry. its so good though! grrrrrrr.

i feel so gross... i was up all night at a lock in and had so much fun! but then i came home and slept from 8 till 3 and then read and then burnt a christmas tree and now im just sort of disoriented because its already 740 and its saturday.... and we have school on monday.

the only class well actually the only reason im excited to go back is because of choir. ill get to sing and see kyle and allison and all my other choir friends even though most of them are really cliqueish and stuff but i love them.

ski trip is in a couple weeks and im so excitedddddddddddd!

love you all:):):):):):) <3
pooks