| How did i end up here? |
[May. 13th, 2006|10:04 am] |
I've been on this computer for about an hour now as my brain continues to quietly dissolve. A lot of the time I don't know what to do with myself. It's kind of a catch-22 because I'd rather be with myself than with others, yet I am on a constant search to find something to do with myself. Ah, isolation. How sweeet it is.
I just finished importing about five CD's onto iTunes for my iPod. What a great invention for music lover's. Listening to music and reading are the best remedies for loneliness. Right now I'm listening to Lisa Loeb. I want to be her. I idolize her as a deity. She even makes me want to start wearing glasses again. Thick rimmed glasses, mind you.
I don't quite know yet what I shall do today. It's 10:10 and I have work at 7:00, unfortunately. I was thinking about going to Goodwill and getting some sweet bargains. That is, of course, if my thrifty eye grants me the opportunity today. It all depends on my daily mood. I love thrift shopping. I could totally do that for a living. If only a was a little bit tinier, I could wear so much more from the thrift shops. Hmm, anorexia, anyone? Those were the days.
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[Jan. 15th, 2006|08:13 pm] |
Whew, how about the Steelers actually won today? Can you believe it? My house was craz-ay with all of the passionate Steelers fans. I feared for my life if they lost. Both of my aunts were over and they had their Terrible Towels, just jumping up and down and whirling them around whenever something looked promising in the game. I seeked refuge, however, upstairs with my two grandmothers. How sweet it was; I love stories of the olden days, about how people used to only earn $1 by working in the clothes factory. Those stories really make me appreciate what I have today. So, rah-rah, go Steelers! Pittsburgh's goin' to the Super Bowl (hey, what's wrong w/ being optimistic?)!!
Yesterday was pretty rockin' too. Kristin took me out to dinner as a celebration of my forensics first place. She also competed in poetry when she was in high school and ended taking a first in practically every meet. She's way fun. We went to Friday's, which actually isn't the best vegetarian joint in Altoona, but nevertheless, the company and atmosphere was great. She talked to me a lot about my future and helped me with some questions about my financial situation. I still haven't called Marymount and asked for them to up my scholarship money. A small-town girl can only hope for that big-city life. I won't stop dreaming. I keep positive--there's always graduate school in New York.
I feel rather lonely these days and I'm dreading Valentine's Day coming up. That was a pretty dramatic change in subject, wouldn't you say? I seriously need a boyfriend. I'll totally crack if I go to Chatham and am boyfriendless for those four years. I'll be so deprived that I'll transform into an asexual. Asexuality is quite interesting. I could probably convince myself that that is problem with me and that it's not my fault that I don't have a boyfriend. Oh well, I touch no one and no one touches me, like Simon and Garfunkel say. I, indeed, am a rock. I am an island. |
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| Christmas is towering... |
[Dec. 24th, 2005|10:22 am] |
So, it's Christmas Eve. I love Christmas and everything about this holiday season. It just makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside when I see how nice the world can be to each other. It's also the time of the year when I finally acknowledge just all of the blessings I've been granted, particularly my family and friends. I don't know where I would be without them. They keep me going. Melody, Christina, and Lori especially. I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that we really do stay friends forever. I can't even imagine my future without them in it.
But enough of all the warm and gooey sentiment. Today we're having a PARTY at my house. Woo-woo (as Deanna would say) !!! I can't wait to see my cousins. I haven't seen them since Thanksgiving and I just love being in their presence because they're always so cheery. Maybe going to college in Pittsburgh wouldn't be such a bad idea. I mean, I'd be right there next to Duquesne where both Amy and Lori are. Oh me, oh my. However, I am dreading that question; you know it, the one all relatives ask the graduating senior: "Where are you going to college?" Ugh. Well, I must be strong and just have fun today. Tomorrow will be the big one though. Christmas Day. All is right on Christmas Day. My CCD teacher used to say that in heaven, every day is like your favorite holiday. Wouldn't that be glorious? Christmas every day with no strings attached.
Well, I better get a move on. People will be arriving soon.
Until next time (which will probably be in a month or so).
Becky |
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| "It's almost as fun as drowning." -Daria |
[Dec. 10th, 2005|10:39 pm] |
Yes, I have given in to technology's reign over the human race. Indeed, I pity myself for such a downfall, yet I will continue to write longhand in my secret journal, or diary as any pre-teen would call it.
I suppose my sudden conformity has occured due to the fact that I simply just want to connect with some people on a more personal basis. Ironic, huh? Really, when I think about, every person I know who has an online journal reveals so much more about themselves that they would never do in person. I know, meaningful relationships have undoubtedly been destroyed. Nevertheless, I am corrupted by the media and my peers and thus, I will hopefully continue this trend.
Now, to the meat of the journal...
Today we had a glorious snow day, not quite unexpectedly. All of the teachers, even Bussard himself, were pretty adamant about the happening of this snow day. All I can say is that I'll take any day off that I can get. I spent nearly the entire day baking cookies for my wonderful friends. I even sacrificed a trip to go see The Chronicles of Narnia. It was worth it though; I know my friends will all be grateful.
I was supposed to go to work at 6:00, but Dan called me and said I didn't have to come. I'm not really sure if it was because of the weather or...? Who knows what's going on at that place. I'll probably end up taking a sabatical (spelling?) anyway with the musical coming up and all.
And how about play...I don't mean to sound like the typical whiny teenager, but what's up with that?! I was really upset that day when I looked at the list and all of my friends were in the cast, but not me. Ms. Burda HAS to hold some kind of unjustified grudge against everyone involved in the musical. I guess I'll just have to redeem myself with the musical and Forensics. Nationals is in Chicago, baby! 2006 should be a good year. Musical, beach vacation with Lor, Italy, and finally, after all of these years, COLLEGE. And it wouldn't be too shabby if I snagged a boyfriend along the way. However, that won't be happening if I go to Chatham with its 100% girl and 70% lesbian population.
Ok, I need to stop. Too much to talk/rant about. I know nobody will read this, so I'll say good-night to myself because I'm lame like that. (I didn't mention I was the first person out of the ENTIRE school to sign up for formal without a date?)
Night, Bec. |
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