Studliness

So, the play was amazing, despite the absence of Esig. Oberon was fully clothed, thankyouverymuch. The actors were very well cast and everyone was just amazing! I laughed my rear end off more than a few times.
Nikki was a studly fairy. After school, I didn't think I was going to make it to the play because I thought my parents needed my help with painting and stuff. Luckily, Mom let me off the hook. This, however, was AFTER I left Nikki a melodramatic comment, saying that I was bummed because I wasn't going. She was less than thrilled with that. I got front-and-center seats tonight and she grinned when she saw me. And then in the lobby, ran up, gave me a hug, and squealed, "BECCA, I THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T COMING AND THAT WAS CRAP, BUT NOW YOU'RE NOT HOME AND YOU'RE HERE AND IT'S NOT CRAPPY ANYMORE!!!" It was pretty hilarious. Also, her boyfriend, Jason, brought her pretty roses. This sent me in resentment. She told me not to be a hater.
And of course, Sam in his fuzzy pants. He was hilarious and perfect for the part of Puck. We all mocked him and his lovely make-up job, which consisted of triangles on his cheeks, a goatee, a big triangle on his forehead, horns, and studly painted on chest hair. Which we laughed horrendously over. I don't think he was amused because he ended up decking someone. It was funny anyway.

Poaching

I thouroughly enjoy poaching pictures from my dad's Flickr. So I am.

As you can see, my brother and sister are very close. And incredibly adorable. Ask my friends at school. I nauseate them with bragging on them and showing pictures constantly. And Rachel gets it especially bad because my brother, as he has told me, wants to marry her.

I always that I would be thrown on train tracks first.

Anyway, in other news, I applied for a job at Subway on Tuesday and got made an anchor of the afternoon announcements (or Daily Buzz) at school yesterday. Good times.

This is me....

Go figure. I like this picture of me. Except for that suspicous green light to the side, which I am clueless as to what exactly it is. And the stupid photo editor won't let me crop it out without a big white splotch where it once was. Aggggh!

This is also a rare image of me with a tooth smile. I hate my tooth smile. As you can see by the gap, I have a fang. Ick. No fun. This will eventually need to be repaired by braces. Goody.

I love my hair. Kelli did it for the HOP thing last night, which was a blast by the way. I love it, but as simple as it is to do, I can't figure out how to get my hair to do it. She did this with nothing but 2 bobby pins and some hairspray. She's amazing. It's official.

And my outfit, which you can't see, also rocks. It's my favorite black jacket and a long skirt.

I'm sorry, this is a vain post. I know. *insert Carly Simon song here* I just never take a picture of myself that I like, and I liked this one. I also will never cease to be amazed at how good of pictures my camera phone takes.

Because I feel too depressed to blog anything more.....

My Anti-Valentine Plug For The Day....

Carry on.

Lovely

This lovely picture was taken by Cherie at church a couple of weeks ago. Possibly the worst picture of me ever. My fault, not hers. Note my dad in the background, wondering whether or not I need therepy.

New Picture of Me

This was taken at Easton over the weekend. Thoughts? I'm thinking of changing it to my profile picture.

Profile Pic

I took Liz's advice and changed my profile pic to my "much too grown up picture". Comments would be lovely....just a hint..