On the edge
Of something real
I have a choice
But I don't know what to feel...
I'm getting tired
Of all this fear (TRUE STORY)
Before I choose
Let me know that you'll be here
Let me know that you'll be here
Cause I
I'm not afraid to fall
If you're the one who catches me
Tell me that you'll be there when I'm
About to lose it all
Cause you're the one who helps me see
That sometimes it's okay
To fall
Ok, now make it about Jesus, because falling in Love with Him is awesome.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Dear Rachurnthatbutter,
I'm sitting right next to you HOLY CRAP you just jumped on me. You know what I think is funny? How like the second thing you did after seeing me, post-anaconda, was played what if I die on you like this. This time I was able to quickly wrangle free unlike before...when the oxygen in my lungs was slowly depleted and I ALMOST DIED by your hands!!!!! Well, more your entire body.
So anyway, it's been good to be here. I had been waiting to see you for so very long, and I thought about it a lot. There are certain things that only you get about me, and I think that's super cool. You just called me for dinner in a French accent. I'll finish this later.... And to answer your question, water.
Okay I'm back. Hey, remember when we went to the range today? That was intense. I don't think I've ever been so shaky in my entire life. Except maybe when I gave my first big speech in Spanish. That was rough. Aaaaaand you're sitting next to me again, creepily licking that mango bag thing. You know how I just zoned out? This is what I was thinking about...again. How it's so interesting that we are all different. Different tastes, different preferences, different desires, different dreams. I might hate orange creamsicle, but you like it. I might like soccer, you might like mud wrestling. I might get along with Alice but not Damien, but Alice and Damien get along really well. You might want to get married on the beach, I might want to get married in a church...or on a hilltop... or in a barn... you know I haven't really decided yet. I don't think much about my wedding, but this entire string of thought was spurned on by that commercial we saw of those people getting married in a pool. But we are all different, and we know it, so why do we try to change for people? IT'S SOOO STUPID but we all do it!!! In one way or another, but especially to earn the acceptance of people. What one person likes, another person is bound to dislike. And if the person you are trying to change for does not accept you the way you are, then you should probably take a second look at your relationship with said person. Thank God He's in charge. That He is all-knowing and can intricately piece together every aspect of our persons, and ultimately for His glory. Following Him, we never have to be anyone but ourselves because He knows just what to do with us and just who to place in our lives. I'm rambling, but this is actually rather clear for my mind, so I'm ok with it.
NOW I am thinking about how the more I'm in suburbia, the more I realize I really want to escape to nature. Who does that make you think of? That's right. Kevin Armitage and his awesome Yosemite video with that super strange rock climbing man. Also, the older I get, the more I fall in love with nature. The more I feel the Lord's presence. I feel a gust of wind and know that it once grazed the face of Adam...or Esther...or David...or Jesus. Or I will look at the stars and know that someone across the world is looking at the same star. At the same time I feel closer to the Almighty God but am humbled by how insignificant I truly am. It's COOL. I need to be humbled more in that way.
Your mom just offered to make me a chocolate milkshake. ACCEPTED.
Unreceptive of your mango bag or your knuckle sandwich,
Bectastic
I'm sitting right next to you HOLY CRAP you just jumped on me. You know what I think is funny? How like the second thing you did after seeing me, post-anaconda, was played what if I die on you like this. This time I was able to quickly wrangle free unlike before...when the oxygen in my lungs was slowly depleted and I ALMOST DIED by your hands!!!!! Well, more your entire body.
So anyway, it's been good to be here. I had been waiting to see you for so very long, and I thought about it a lot. There are certain things that only you get about me, and I think that's super cool. You just called me for dinner in a French accent. I'll finish this later.... And to answer your question, water.
Okay I'm back. Hey, remember when we went to the range today? That was intense. I don't think I've ever been so shaky in my entire life. Except maybe when I gave my first big speech in Spanish. That was rough. Aaaaaand you're sitting next to me again, creepily licking that mango bag thing. You know how I just zoned out? This is what I was thinking about...again. How it's so interesting that we are all different. Different tastes, different preferences, different desires, different dreams. I might hate orange creamsicle, but you like it. I might like soccer, you might like mud wrestling. I might get along with Alice but not Damien, but Alice and Damien get along really well. You might want to get married on the beach, I might want to get married in a church...or on a hilltop... or in a barn... you know I haven't really decided yet. I don't think much about my wedding, but this entire string of thought was spurned on by that commercial we saw of those people getting married in a pool. But we are all different, and we know it, so why do we try to change for people? IT'S SOOO STUPID but we all do it!!! In one way or another, but especially to earn the acceptance of people. What one person likes, another person is bound to dislike. And if the person you are trying to change for does not accept you the way you are, then you should probably take a second look at your relationship with said person. Thank God He's in charge. That He is all-knowing and can intricately piece together every aspect of our persons, and ultimately for His glory. Following Him, we never have to be anyone but ourselves because He knows just what to do with us and just who to place in our lives. I'm rambling, but this is actually rather clear for my mind, so I'm ok with it.
NOW I am thinking about how the more I'm in suburbia, the more I realize I really want to escape to nature. Who does that make you think of? That's right. Kevin Armitage and his awesome Yosemite video with that super strange rock climbing man. Also, the older I get, the more I fall in love with nature. The more I feel the Lord's presence. I feel a gust of wind and know that it once grazed the face of Adam...or Esther...or David...or Jesus. Or I will look at the stars and know that someone across the world is looking at the same star. At the same time I feel closer to the Almighty God but am humbled by how insignificant I truly am. It's COOL. I need to be humbled more in that way.
Your mom just offered to make me a chocolate milkshake. ACCEPTED.
Unreceptive of your mango bag or your knuckle sandwich,
Bectastic
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Beccatabulous,
So sorry I haven't posted in a while. I really don't have an excuse beside the fact that I have discovered the wonder of being able to watch some movies and tv shows instantly on Netflix.com. Here are the answers to your excellent questions
1) I must be honest, I have only watched about 1 hour total of the world cup. It's not that I don't like sports and don't like watching them, I just never think about it. But when I DO watch sports I tend to get REALLY into it and go crazy in true Luna fashion. But I do think it's AWESOME that USA won. Also, I would like to inform you that I am going to South Africa to personally go to each person who has one of those STUPID HORNS and am going to beat them over the head with it. Would you like to join me? If you don't, I will take one of those to your wedding. Just saying.
2) Didn't you watch that Harvard Sailing Team video? The belly button is how you die. If someone pushes it you're next stop is 6 feet under, or the incinerator depending on your preference. However, I have a theory of my own. I am convinced that the belly button will one day be the means for teleportation. In the future when we invent this technology, the belly button will be like the "Go" button. I can't wait!
3) Me: More Freakin' Awesome And Beautiful Than Wonder Woman, Mulan, And Madoona Combined And Sprinkled With Fantastic Dust Then Coated With A Layer Of Pure Genius
You: Danielle
4) Kuna is a fascinating individual. She grew up in the Bronx with Jenny From The Block (and beat her up a couple times). She learned quickly that you were either eaten, or ate, metaphorically of course. She became top dog in her gang but then decided to give it all up to become a rapper. She stalked Jay-Z and said she wouldn't leave him alone until he gave her a record deal, or else she just might kill him. So he signed her and her CD hit number one on the Belgium Hip Hop and R&B charts. It wasn't long before the rapper lifestyle of drugs, booze and sex caught up with her. She despised the person she had become and decided to give up her illustrious career as a Belgian rapper and go back to the Bronx. But now, instead of beating kids up and robbing barbershops, she works with children to get them off the streets and out of trouble by teaching them how to do knit and needlepoint. Kuna has mellowed over the years, but don't be mistaken, she could still TAKE YOU DOWN if you mess with her. Seriously, don't mess with her.
5) The salt reserves in our body are right under our flexenhagens, which are next to the floogale system. Whenever we are sad and start crying, the salt reserves, referred to as Sangrudas in scientific circles, start releasing salt into our tears because a little known fact is that salt water is very good for the face so not only can you get a good cry in, but a nice exfoliating face wash too.
6) In the middle
7) No, I think flowers are mini trees
8) CRACKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe you even felt the need to ask me that question.
9) It depends on which measurement system you're using. In the metric system, a buttload is approximately 50 kilograms, however in the United States, a butt load is 110.23 pounds. So yeh, pretty heavy
10) You know Becca, I once wondered this exact same thing. So I decided to conduct an experiment to see if in fact Jewish men only used yashmaks to cover bald spots. I went to a Jewish Temple and proceeded to look under every man's yashmaks. Not to my surprise, every man was bald and looked very angry at me, as if he was embarrassed. I hope that answers your question.
BONUS ANSWER: I won't go breaking your heart
Have a wonderful day in Oxford but try not to have too much fun without me because that would just be MEAN!
Anxiously awaiting your arrival,
More Freakin' Awesome And Beautiful Than Wonder Woman, Mulan, And Madoona Combined And Sprinkled With Fantastic Dust Then Coated With A Layer Of Pure Genius
So sorry I haven't posted in a while. I really don't have an excuse beside the fact that I have discovered the wonder of being able to watch some movies and tv shows instantly on Netflix.com. Here are the answers to your excellent questions
1) I must be honest, I have only watched about 1 hour total of the world cup. It's not that I don't like sports and don't like watching them, I just never think about it. But when I DO watch sports I tend to get REALLY into it and go crazy in true Luna fashion. But I do think it's AWESOME that USA won. Also, I would like to inform you that I am going to South Africa to personally go to each person who has one of those STUPID HORNS and am going to beat them over the head with it. Would you like to join me? If you don't, I will take one of those to your wedding. Just saying.
2) Didn't you watch that Harvard Sailing Team video? The belly button is how you die. If someone pushes it you're next stop is 6 feet under, or the incinerator depending on your preference. However, I have a theory of my own. I am convinced that the belly button will one day be the means for teleportation. In the future when we invent this technology, the belly button will be like the "Go" button. I can't wait!
3) Me: More Freakin' Awesome And Beautiful Than Wonder Woman, Mulan, And Madoona Combined And Sprinkled With Fantastic Dust Then Coated With A Layer Of Pure Genius
You: Danielle
4) Kuna is a fascinating individual. She grew up in the Bronx with Jenny From The Block (and beat her up a couple times). She learned quickly that you were either eaten, or ate, metaphorically of course. She became top dog in her gang but then decided to give it all up to become a rapper. She stalked Jay-Z and said she wouldn't leave him alone until he gave her a record deal, or else she just might kill him. So he signed her and her CD hit number one on the Belgium Hip Hop and R&B charts. It wasn't long before the rapper lifestyle of drugs, booze and sex caught up with her. She despised the person she had become and decided to give up her illustrious career as a Belgian rapper and go back to the Bronx. But now, instead of beating kids up and robbing barbershops, she works with children to get them off the streets and out of trouble by teaching them how to do knit and needlepoint. Kuna has mellowed over the years, but don't be mistaken, she could still TAKE YOU DOWN if you mess with her. Seriously, don't mess with her.
5) The salt reserves in our body are right under our flexenhagens, which are next to the floogale system. Whenever we are sad and start crying, the salt reserves, referred to as Sangrudas in scientific circles, start releasing salt into our tears because a little known fact is that salt water is very good for the face so not only can you get a good cry in, but a nice exfoliating face wash too.
6) In the middle
7) No, I think flowers are mini trees
8) CRACKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe you even felt the need to ask me that question.
9) It depends on which measurement system you're using. In the metric system, a buttload is approximately 50 kilograms, however in the United States, a butt load is 110.23 pounds. So yeh, pretty heavy
10) You know Becca, I once wondered this exact same thing. So I decided to conduct an experiment to see if in fact Jewish men only used yashmaks to cover bald spots. I went to a Jewish Temple and proceeded to look under every man's yashmaks. Not to my surprise, every man was bald and looked very angry at me, as if he was embarrassed. I hope that answers your question.
BONUS ANSWER: I won't go breaking your heart
Have a wonderful day in Oxford but try not to have too much fun without me because that would just be MEAN!
Anxiously awaiting your arrival,
More Freakin' Awesome And Beautiful Than Wonder Woman, Mulan, And Madoona Combined And Sprinkled With Fantastic Dust Then Coated With A Layer Of Pure Genius
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Okay my turn to ask questions. I thought long and hard to create a list as ground-shaking as this. (Lies, I'm doing this on the fly.)
1) What do you think of the USA winning their round for the first time in 80 years? Because I'M SOOOO PUMMMPPEEDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also, prayer works.
2) Do you think the belly button actually serves some kind of function that we are unaware of? Or that it used to have a function but we don't need it anymore? If it did have a function... what would it be?
3) When we become super hardcore uber-powerful yet stunningly lady-like and attractive top secret agents, what will our codenames be?
4) Can you tell me about Kuna? I feel like she is probably a fascinating individual.
5) Why are tears salty? It's not like we drink salt water. Usually if you drink salt water, you're drowning in the ocean...or something. Where are these salt reserves in our bodies?
6) Where is the cream filling?
7) Do you think trees are just giant flowers?
8) If you had to eat only one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? And it cannot be pasta AND parmesan cheese. Only one!
9) How big is a buttload?
10) Do you think that some men wear yamakas to hide their bald spots? Embarrassment can be a powerful motivator. Or even more, do you think they would convert to Judaism???
BONUS: Are you only going to break break my break break my heart?
Have a splendid day. Unless you break break my heart... in which case I hope your day sucks.
Mucho amor,
Becca
1) What do you think of the USA winning their round for the first time in 80 years? Because I'M SOOOO PUMMMPPEEDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also, prayer works.
2) Do you think the belly button actually serves some kind of function that we are unaware of? Or that it used to have a function but we don't need it anymore? If it did have a function... what would it be?
3) When we become super hardcore uber-powerful yet stunningly lady-like and attractive top secret agents, what will our codenames be?
4) Can you tell me about Kuna? I feel like she is probably a fascinating individual.
5) Why are tears salty? It's not like we drink salt water. Usually if you drink salt water, you're drowning in the ocean...or something. Where are these salt reserves in our bodies?
6) Where is the cream filling?
7) Do you think trees are just giant flowers?
8) If you had to eat only one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? And it cannot be pasta AND parmesan cheese. Only one!
9) How big is a buttload?
10) Do you think that some men wear yamakas to hide their bald spots? Embarrassment can be a powerful motivator. Or even more, do you think they would convert to Judaism???
BONUS: Are you only going to break break my break break my heart?
Have a splendid day. Unless you break break my heart... in which case I hope your day sucks.
Mucho amor,
Becca
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Wonderbunny. I like it. You're getting creative.
1) Yes, I think so. I mean, I think we look the same as them. Even if their belly buttons had no purpose. Genetically they had to pass down that... gene, I guess. Right? The belly button gene? Maybe not. I'm still going to say yes though, because people without belly buttons are creepy. Like Kyle XY. Except he was an alien. I think that just emphasizes my point.
*** Ironically when I read that question, I was listening to "Eden" by Phil.
2) That's disgusting.
3) I think you should get bangs again. I liked you with bangs. It added some flair to your look. Maybe shoulder length? Or a little longer.
4) The walls will be orange. It's a very rich color, but it's also spicy. We're not boring people.
5) I truly do. I think red lady bugs are males anyway. Well actually, I don't think they notice or care what their name is since they are insects who cannot comprehend such things, but in theory, the offense they feel is enormous. It's like calling guys ladypeople.
6) It's not a praying mantis. It's a preying mantis. Well actually, I think it is praying mantis. But I think it was named that because it preys on other bugs, and the person who discovered and named them was just a poor speller. OR he was a Christian with a sense of humor.
7) Yes. I think it'd be fun to surf on mud. You know how I really like mud. But you also run the risk of being overtaken by a large wave of wet earth and/or a large tree.
8) I think the chances are slim since it doesn't exist. But if you think about it, nothing can survive long in the polluted waters of Erie, so that would explain why the city went down.
9) No. Though I can't say that for sure. I would definitely be friends with him. One, because I would probably laugh more every time he told the joke. It would become a joke of its own. Two, because, depending on the joke, his accent would also make me laugh. Three, because he could introduce me to his Canadian friends and/or brothers.
10) My first instinct upon reading that name was that it was a purple creature who ate people. If you look at the situation rationally, there are no purple people, but a monster and/or alien definitely has a chance of being purple. Be smart here, Rachel. There's also the possibility of a typo and a "y" actually falling off the end of that song name, resulting in the concept of the Purple People Eatery. And that just opens up a whole new can of worms.
Michael Buble is coming to Indianapolis. I was hoping I could find a way to go. But, I would never stab you in the back. Only the throat, as you most fear.
Besos,
Becca
1) Yes, I think so. I mean, I think we look the same as them. Even if their belly buttons had no purpose. Genetically they had to pass down that... gene, I guess. Right? The belly button gene? Maybe not. I'm still going to say yes though, because people without belly buttons are creepy. Like Kyle XY. Except he was an alien. I think that just emphasizes my point.
*** Ironically when I read that question, I was listening to "Eden" by Phil.
2) That's disgusting.
3) I think you should get bangs again. I liked you with bangs. It added some flair to your look. Maybe shoulder length? Or a little longer.
4) The walls will be orange. It's a very rich color, but it's also spicy. We're not boring people.
5) I truly do. I think red lady bugs are males anyway. Well actually, I don't think they notice or care what their name is since they are insects who cannot comprehend such things, but in theory, the offense they feel is enormous. It's like calling guys ladypeople.
6) It's not a praying mantis. It's a preying mantis. Well actually, I think it is praying mantis. But I think it was named that because it preys on other bugs, and the person who discovered and named them was just a poor speller. OR he was a Christian with a sense of humor.
7) Yes. I think it'd be fun to surf on mud. You know how I really like mud. But you also run the risk of being overtaken by a large wave of wet earth and/or a large tree.
8) I think the chances are slim since it doesn't exist. But if you think about it, nothing can survive long in the polluted waters of Erie, so that would explain why the city went down.
9) No. Though I can't say that for sure. I would definitely be friends with him. One, because I would probably laugh more every time he told the joke. It would become a joke of its own. Two, because, depending on the joke, his accent would also make me laugh. Three, because he could introduce me to his Canadian friends and/or brothers.
10) My first instinct upon reading that name was that it was a purple creature who ate people. If you look at the situation rationally, there are no purple people, but a monster and/or alien definitely has a chance of being purple. Be smart here, Rachel. There's also the possibility of a typo and a "y" actually falling off the end of that song name, resulting in the concept of the Purple People Eatery. And that just opens up a whole new can of worms.
Michael Buble is coming to Indianapolis. I was hoping I could find a way to go. But, I would never stab you in the back. Only the throat, as you most fear.
Besos,
Becca
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Okay now we just have to see if I can put it to music so I'll still need the name of that song.
My Wonderbunny Becca,
I am leaving once again but this time for Nashville in 15 minutes. It kills me to be away from this blog that holds us together for that long. I know that you will be aside yourself with boredom having nothing to do. Therefore I have decided to leave you with some questions to mull over and answer until I am once again able to return to the blogging world.
1) Did Adam and Eve have belly buttons?
2) Is spreading 50 year old sage in your armpits the same as using Old Spice?
3) How should I get my hair cut?
4) When we take over the world, what color will the walls be in our castle?
5) Do you think male ladybugs are offended by their name?
6) What is a praying mantis praying about?
7) Could you surf during a land slide?
8) What are the chances of the lost city of Atlantis being in Lake Erie?
9) Would you marry a man if he only knew one joke and told it over and OVER again. By the way, he's Canadian.
10) Do you think the song "Purple People Eater" is about a purple alien who ate people, or an alien who only ate purple people?
I hope this keeps you preoccupied for at least 5 minutes. I am anxious to hear your thoughts, which I'm sure will be much more hilarious than the questions.
Your's forever unless you stab me in the back by going to a Michael Buble concert without me,
Rachel
My Wonderbunny Becca,
I am leaving once again but this time for Nashville in 15 minutes. It kills me to be away from this blog that holds us together for that long. I know that you will be aside yourself with boredom having nothing to do. Therefore I have decided to leave you with some questions to mull over and answer until I am once again able to return to the blogging world.
1) Did Adam and Eve have belly buttons?
2) Is spreading 50 year old sage in your armpits the same as using Old Spice?
3) How should I get my hair cut?
4) When we take over the world, what color will the walls be in our castle?
5) Do you think male ladybugs are offended by their name?
6) What is a praying mantis praying about?
7) Could you surf during a land slide?
8) What are the chances of the lost city of Atlantis being in Lake Erie?
9) Would you marry a man if he only knew one joke and told it over and OVER again. By the way, he's Canadian.
10) Do you think the song "Purple People Eater" is about a purple alien who ate people, or an alien who only ate purple people?
I hope this keeps you preoccupied for at least 5 minutes. I am anxious to hear your thoughts, which I'm sure will be much more hilarious than the questions.
Your's forever unless you stab me in the back by going to a Michael Buble concert without me,
Rachel
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
I already did it. This is what I came up with:
That original feeling never went away
That's why I’m standing here today
Whoa whoa
So many up and downs
And nothing has changed
That's why you know I'm here to stay
Whoa whoa whoooaaaaaaa
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
It's like I've waited my whole life
For this one night
It's gonna be me, you, and the dance floor
Cause we only got one night
Double the pleasure, double the fun
And dance forev-ev-ever, forev-ev-ever, forev-ev-ever
Forever
Forev-ev-ever, forev-ev-ever, forever forever
Yours is the kind of love
That makes nothing else feel good enough
I'm never gonna give you up
Oh no oh nooooooo
Feels like we're on another level
Feels like our loves intertwined
We can be two rebels
Breaking the rules, me and you, you and I
All you got to do is watch me
Look what I can do with my feet
Baby feel the beat inside
I'm driving you can take the front seat
Just need you to trust me
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh it's like
It's a long way down
We're so high off the ground
Sending for an angel to bring me your heart
Girl, where did you come from?
Got me so undone
Gazing in your eyes got me singing what a beautiful lady
No "if"s, "and"s or "maybe"s
I'm releasing my heart and it's feeling amazing
There's no one else that matters
You love me
And I won't let you fall girl
Let you fall girl ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhh
Let you fall, let you fall, let you fall.....
So put your arms around me
And we'll stay here forever
Let it always be this way
You and me together
And put your arms around me
And I'll never let go
I know they're easy words to say
But I mean it more than everrrrr
Yours is the kind of love
That makes nothing else feel good enough
I'm never gonna give you up
Oh nooo ohhh noooooooo
That original feeling never went away
That's why I’m standing here today
Whoa whoa
So many up and downs
And nothing has changed
That's why you know I'm here to stay
Whoa whoa whoooaaaaaaa
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
It's like I've waited my whole life
For this one night
It's gonna be me, you, and the dance floor
Cause we only got one night
Double the pleasure, double the fun
And dance forev-ev-ever, forev-ev-ever, forev-ev-ever
Forever
Forev-ev-ever, forev-ev-ever, forever forever
Yours is the kind of love
That makes nothing else feel good enough
I'm never gonna give you up
Oh no oh nooooooo
Feels like we're on another level
Feels like our loves intertwined
We can be two rebels
Breaking the rules, me and you, you and I
All you got to do is watch me
Look what I can do with my feet
Baby feel the beat inside
I'm driving you can take the front seat
Just need you to trust me
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh it's like
It's a long way down
We're so high off the ground
Sending for an angel to bring me your heart
Girl, where did you come from?
Got me so undone
Gazing in your eyes got me singing what a beautiful lady
No "if"s, "and"s or "maybe"s
I'm releasing my heart and it's feeling amazing
There's no one else that matters
You love me
And I won't let you fall girl
Let you fall girl ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhh
Let you fall, let you fall, let you fall.....
So put your arms around me
And we'll stay here forever
Let it always be this way
You and me together
And put your arms around me
And I'll never let go
I know they're easy words to say
But I mean it more than everrrrr
Yours is the kind of love
That makes nothing else feel good enough
I'm never gonna give you up
Oh nooo ohhh noooooooo
Becca Becaca,
I can't believe you bought 26 BOOKS! It sounds like it was a good thing I didn't go to that book store because I would've spent much more money. I am assuming that you bought me a book to help me get closer to my dream of having my own library in my future house with a large stone wood burning fire place, big comfy leather chairs, a dog laying on the rug, and a moose head hanging on the mantle. I also bought two books on vacation. One is a collection of Charles Dickens Christmas stories and the other is a collection of Nathaniel Hawthorne works. I also got $50 in gift certificates to Borders for graduation so of course I IMMEDIATELY ordered 4 books online and received them this past week. One of the things I get a great amount of joy out of is putting newly purchased books on my bookshelf :)
I want you to know that I have sent in a request to the Big Guy to protect Zionsville, specifically your apartment, from any further severe storms as it may result in your untimely death.
I would prefer that you carve my life size statue out of volcanic rock, preferably the black super shiny kind. Also, can you carve me shooting a bow and arrow while reaching for my sword which is right next to my musket? I want everyone to remember how incredibly FIERCE I was. And don't forget to put the duck in there somewhere. We both know that the true essence of my being is scaring you with ducks so it would seem pointless to carve a life size statue of my for you personal enjoyment if there wasn't a duck somewhere on there to constantly be looking at you and scaring.
Maybe to reciprocate I shall paint an oil color portrait of you. Your opinion doesn't matter seeing as it shall be my interpretation of you, which is very similar to Picasso's interpretation of people he painted.
I just watched the last few minutes of Glee...AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love the very last song they sang. I know how to play that on my ukulele. That's right. And I see you watched Sonny With A Chance. Love that show. I don't think I shall ever grow out of Disney Channel, and I am quite okay with that.
I have started picking out songs I want to play at your wedding...would you like to see what I have so far?
1) Processional: Theme from Indiana Jones
2) Bridal March: Main Theme from Star Wars
3) Recessional: Bye Bye Bye by NSYNC
4) First Dance: Gold Digga' by Kanye West
5) Father Daughter Dance: Butterfly Kisses (Metallica version)
What do you think so far? Actually I really have started to think about what I want to play at your wedding, or what I might suggest to you if I don't play lol. Here's what I REALLY have so far (the list is shorter)
1) Processional: How Beautiful by Twila Paris
2) Bridal March: Theme from Jupiter from the symphony The Plants (go to 3:04, it's the slow section http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3B49N46I39Y)
3) Glasglow Love Theme: From the movie Love Actually (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-Juy0ZYkcY)
Actually, these are what I want for my wedding, but I figured you would also like them...
Also, since I will be famous then I shall get Matthew Morrison and that Canadian guy from Glee to come sing at your wedding. Oh, and I shall start working on your mash up you wanted of Dance Forever and that other song... you'll have to remind me of the title.
That's it.
Have a wonderful day.
Love,
Rachel
I can't believe you bought 26 BOOKS! It sounds like it was a good thing I didn't go to that book store because I would've spent much more money. I am assuming that you bought me a book to help me get closer to my dream of having my own library in my future house with a large stone wood burning fire place, big comfy leather chairs, a dog laying on the rug, and a moose head hanging on the mantle. I also bought two books on vacation. One is a collection of Charles Dickens Christmas stories and the other is a collection of Nathaniel Hawthorne works. I also got $50 in gift certificates to Borders for graduation so of course I IMMEDIATELY ordered 4 books online and received them this past week. One of the things I get a great amount of joy out of is putting newly purchased books on my bookshelf :)
I want you to know that I have sent in a request to the Big Guy to protect Zionsville, specifically your apartment, from any further severe storms as it may result in your untimely death.
I would prefer that you carve my life size statue out of volcanic rock, preferably the black super shiny kind. Also, can you carve me shooting a bow and arrow while reaching for my sword which is right next to my musket? I want everyone to remember how incredibly FIERCE I was. And don't forget to put the duck in there somewhere. We both know that the true essence of my being is scaring you with ducks so it would seem pointless to carve a life size statue of my for you personal enjoyment if there wasn't a duck somewhere on there to constantly be looking at you and scaring.
Maybe to reciprocate I shall paint an oil color portrait of you. Your opinion doesn't matter seeing as it shall be my interpretation of you, which is very similar to Picasso's interpretation of people he painted.
I just watched the last few minutes of Glee...AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love the very last song they sang. I know how to play that on my ukulele. That's right. And I see you watched Sonny With A Chance. Love that show. I don't think I shall ever grow out of Disney Channel, and I am quite okay with that.
I have started picking out songs I want to play at your wedding...would you like to see what I have so far?
1) Processional: Theme from Indiana Jones
2) Bridal March: Main Theme from Star Wars
3) Recessional: Bye Bye Bye by NSYNC
4) First Dance: Gold Digga' by Kanye West
5) Father Daughter Dance: Butterfly Kisses (Metallica version)
What do you think so far? Actually I really have started to think about what I want to play at your wedding, or what I might suggest to you if I don't play lol. Here's what I REALLY have so far (the list is shorter)
1) Processional: How Beautiful by Twila Paris
2) Bridal March: Theme from Jupiter from the symphony The Plants (go to 3:04, it's the slow section http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3B49N46I39Y)
3) Glasglow Love Theme: From the movie Love Actually (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-Juy0ZYkcY)
Actually, these are what I want for my wedding, but I figured you would also like them...
Also, since I will be famous then I shall get Matthew Morrison and that Canadian guy from Glee to come sing at your wedding. Oh, and I shall start working on your mash up you wanted of Dance Forever and that other song... you'll have to remind me of the title.
That's it.
Have a wonderful day.
Love,
Rachel
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Hello.....RACHEL.
I've been storing up so many things to tell you on the blog, but now I can't remember any of them. I only remember the last one, which just took place. I was watching Ellen, and it was the "what's wrong with these photos" photos segment, and it was an ad in the paper with a picture of bananas, and it said "yellow curved fruit -- 39 cents." I laughed OUT LOUD. I thought it was so funny.
So total tornado drama last night!!!!! I was super scared. I mean, I'm used to tornadoes growing up in Findlay, but it's different here when I have NOWHERE TO HIDE. I need my basement! But no. I was hiding in a closet with blankets, pillows, a flashlight, some water, my laptop for weather news, my Bible, and Tropical. You know, all the important stuff. Oh, and chapstick. You know I can't live without chapstick. And a roll of toilet paper in case I peed my pants in fear. JK, it was more for blowing my nose. And know what else happened while I was freaking out in my closet? Someone called for an interview. LOL funny Jesus. Your timing is hilarious.
Yellow curved fruit.
I discovered I really enjoy watching Last Comic Standing. Some of those people are HILARIOUS. Here's one I really liked. It's a Jewish joke, told by a Jew... so it's ok. "Do we have any Jews in the house? Yeah, enthusiastic, I'm a Jew too. How about anti-Semites, Jew haters, where you at? Make some noise. You guys are a bunch of liars. You don't hate the Jews? Come on, admit it, it's okay to hate the Jews, everybody hates us, everybody. Not just like, Muslims and Braveheart and my wife, everybody hates the Jews. I think a big reason reason for a lot of the anti-Semitism is that Jewish people think we're better than everyone else. That's the idea right? That we're elitist, that we think we're smarter, more talented, more enlightened than other people, and I'm here to tell you guys that is not true. We don't feel that way. Here's the thing....God does. That's in your Book too, guys, that's in your Book too."
I went to a once-a-year $1 book sale at a Hachette Publishers warehouse. I bought 26 books. But don't judge me, only 22 of them are actually for me. Four are gifts! I'm so generous. But I've already read one of them, and just started another one OH MY GOSH I'M SO STUPID!!!!! Ellen just asked, "What weighs more, a pound of chocolate or a pound of cotton balls?" And I was like, "Duhhhhhh chocolate!" College education? Check.
I think I'm going to chisel a life-size statue of you. I can't decide whether it will be granite, marble, or pure gold. We'll see. If you have a preference... I don't care.
I want to come see you soon. Let us barter times and dates. And presents to be given me.
Love, Becacacacacaca
I've been storing up so many things to tell you on the blog, but now I can't remember any of them. I only remember the last one, which just took place. I was watching Ellen, and it was the "what's wrong with these photos" photos segment, and it was an ad in the paper with a picture of bananas, and it said "yellow curved fruit -- 39 cents." I laughed OUT LOUD. I thought it was so funny.
So total tornado drama last night!!!!! I was super scared. I mean, I'm used to tornadoes growing up in Findlay, but it's different here when I have NOWHERE TO HIDE. I need my basement! But no. I was hiding in a closet with blankets, pillows, a flashlight, some water, my laptop for weather news, my Bible, and Tropical. You know, all the important stuff. Oh, and chapstick. You know I can't live without chapstick. And a roll of toilet paper in case I peed my pants in fear. JK, it was more for blowing my nose. And know what else happened while I was freaking out in my closet? Someone called for an interview. LOL funny Jesus. Your timing is hilarious.
Yellow curved fruit.
I discovered I really enjoy watching Last Comic Standing. Some of those people are HILARIOUS. Here's one I really liked. It's a Jewish joke, told by a Jew... so it's ok. "Do we have any Jews in the house? Yeah, enthusiastic, I'm a Jew too. How about anti-Semites, Jew haters, where you at? Make some noise. You guys are a bunch of liars. You don't hate the Jews? Come on, admit it, it's okay to hate the Jews, everybody hates us, everybody. Not just like, Muslims and Braveheart and my wife, everybody hates the Jews. I think a big reason reason for a lot of the anti-Semitism is that Jewish people think we're better than everyone else. That's the idea right? That we're elitist, that we think we're smarter, more talented, more enlightened than other people, and I'm here to tell you guys that is not true. We don't feel that way. Here's the thing....God does. That's in your Book too, guys, that's in your Book too."
I went to a once-a-year $1 book sale at a Hachette Publishers warehouse. I bought 26 books. But don't judge me, only 22 of them are actually for me. Four are gifts! I'm so generous. But I've already read one of them, and just started another one OH MY GOSH I'M SO STUPID!!!!! Ellen just asked, "What weighs more, a pound of chocolate or a pound of cotton balls?" And I was like, "Duhhhhhh chocolate!" College education? Check.
I think I'm going to chisel a life-size statue of you. I can't decide whether it will be granite, marble, or pure gold. We'll see. If you have a preference... I don't care.
I want to come see you soon. Let us barter times and dates. And presents to be given me.
Love, Becacacacacaca
Friday, June 11, 2010
Babykins Becca,
I greatly enjoyed your last post. I literally laughed out loud, which was semi-embarrassing since I am in a public place, Barnes and Noble to be exact. To say this it is difficult to NOT get up and buy ten books is an understatement. I think I may make my dad chain me to this here table and then bolt the table to the floor seeing as that might be the only way to restrain me from expanding my library. But alas this Barnes and Noble is the only place my dad and I found close by that had free WiFi and I am willing to put myself through this non-book buying torture because I knew it was vital for my survival to read your new blog posts and posts back. I have been on serious Becca blog withdrawal. I have noticed that my demeanor has not been as joyful as usual. The colors are duller, the birds' songs less beautiful, the sunset less radiant, all because I haven't known what was going on in your life.
Well I must make this quick because father is done and probably doesn't want to sit and watch me type for 20 minutes. My current location is Duluth, Minnesota. Weather is MISERABLE! It is raining A LOT. But apparently it's a good thing because it's been really dry up here. So dry lakes have disappeared. Seriously. I wouldn't joke about such things.
There's not much to do while it's raining. We're going to walk around a mall really quick because Kenny is having his oil changed. You know what I just realized, someone who didn't know that Kenny is the name of my car probably thought that last sentence was very strange, maybe even disturbing.
I noticed that when I'm up here I tend to talk with the Wisconsin and Minnesota accent. It's interesting.
OH! I forgot that I am very disturbed about the current math teaching situation in our schools. We need to do something about this Becca! I agree that if I had to memorize the times tables, then EVERYONE SHOULD! It's only fair that other people know our pain. 7x7 = 49.
We are going to another Casino here in Duluth. 3x4=12. If I win a bunch of money I'm going to buy you a present. You like machetes right? 6x8=48.
THE SPEAKER GUY IN BARNES AND NOBLE JUST CALLED FOR ROB! I DIDN'T KNOW ROB LIVED IN MINNESOTA! 5x2=10. I never thought I heard an accent when he talked.
Shoot there was something else I was going to say but I forgot! 8x5=40.
I bought some stuff today.
Okay I can't remember what else I was going to say so I'm just gonna go and spare my dad the boredom. 9x9=81. I am having a good time at the lake but I do miss you. We need to arrange a visit ASAP. Goal for the next 3 days...decide who is going to see who...seriously, 3 DAYS LANG!
Goodbye
Rachel
P.S. 7x5=35
I greatly enjoyed your last post. I literally laughed out loud, which was semi-embarrassing since I am in a public place, Barnes and Noble to be exact. To say this it is difficult to NOT get up and buy ten books is an understatement. I think I may make my dad chain me to this here table and then bolt the table to the floor seeing as that might be the only way to restrain me from expanding my library. But alas this Barnes and Noble is the only place my dad and I found close by that had free WiFi and I am willing to put myself through this non-book buying torture because I knew it was vital for my survival to read your new blog posts and posts back. I have been on serious Becca blog withdrawal. I have noticed that my demeanor has not been as joyful as usual. The colors are duller, the birds' songs less beautiful, the sunset less radiant, all because I haven't known what was going on in your life.
Well I must make this quick because father is done and probably doesn't want to sit and watch me type for 20 minutes. My current location is Duluth, Minnesota. Weather is MISERABLE! It is raining A LOT. But apparently it's a good thing because it's been really dry up here. So dry lakes have disappeared. Seriously. I wouldn't joke about such things.
There's not much to do while it's raining. We're going to walk around a mall really quick because Kenny is having his oil changed. You know what I just realized, someone who didn't know that Kenny is the name of my car probably thought that last sentence was very strange, maybe even disturbing.
I noticed that when I'm up here I tend to talk with the Wisconsin and Minnesota accent. It's interesting.
OH! I forgot that I am very disturbed about the current math teaching situation in our schools. We need to do something about this Becca! I agree that if I had to memorize the times tables, then EVERYONE SHOULD! It's only fair that other people know our pain. 7x7 = 49.
We are going to another Casino here in Duluth. 3x4=12. If I win a bunch of money I'm going to buy you a present. You like machetes right? 6x8=48.
THE SPEAKER GUY IN BARNES AND NOBLE JUST CALLED FOR ROB! I DIDN'T KNOW ROB LIVED IN MINNESOTA! 5x2=10. I never thought I heard an accent when he talked.
Shoot there was something else I was going to say but I forgot! 8x5=40.
I bought some stuff today.
Okay I can't remember what else I was going to say so I'm just gonna go and spare my dad the boredom. 9x9=81. I am having a good time at the lake but I do miss you. We need to arrange a visit ASAP. Goal for the next 3 days...decide who is going to see who...seriously, 3 DAYS LANG!
Goodbye
Rachel
P.S. 7x5=35
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
My scrumpdiddlyumptious rachel,
That was a very hard word to spell. Good thing they taught me to sound things out when I was learning to read. I wonder if they have a new method of teaching reading these days. I've heard whispers that they teach math in a crazy weird way. That disturbs me deeply. If I had to memorize the times tables, everyone in the course of time should have to do the same. I don't think that's too much to ask.
I hope you're having a good time at the lake. You've done some very grown-up things so far, like shooting guns and gambling. You are a woman of many trades, rachel fuhrman. I want to go to a casino and drink and gamble. I would probably only have one drink and play one game of blackjack, but it just sounds so hardcore when you say it out loud. I mean, it's a little late for me to go to Atlantic City and play 21 when i turn 21 while sipping a martini and then use my winnings to buy 21 things and then NOT involve 21 guys like those gilmores.... but I'd like to give the game a shot. Or participate in a heist similar to those portrayed on the hit films in the Oceans series.
I already told you about my dream last night. I actually had two dreams, but the first one involved people we know so I probably shouldn't discuss it on public domain. The second, however... very scary! I've been watching way too many crime shows. (Note: I watched 5 episodes of criminal minds today. I obviously learned nothing.) But like I said, it made me glad that I'm not in West Virginia, I don't live near any super tall bridges, that I'm not at all involved with any law enforcement or terrorists involved in the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, that not all stairs are covered in bubble wrap, and that I don't use tic-tacs. Very dramatic. I woke up all asunder. I'm pleased I used the word asunder. It may or may not be completely inappropriate in the context of this conversation.
SO MY EYE IS MESSED UP AGAIN. I'm so annoyed. After all that drama last semester, mr. right eye decides he wants some MORE attention. I mean, I wish eyes were like people where I could apply some tough love. But I'm too scared of waking up blind. So I have an appointment tomorrow. And I don't have any insurance. This should be a fun ride.
You should come here so we can watch Arrested Development together. It's a gas.
Mucho amor,
Rebecca
p.s. i automatically typed Rebecca because I'm used to using that name when I use Spanish... school settings and such.
p.p.s. when i looked at that last picture of the lake you sent me, all misty and gray with the trees, i LAWLED because at that very moment a commercial for the next twilight movie came on tv. The timing was impeccable.
That was a very hard word to spell. Good thing they taught me to sound things out when I was learning to read. I wonder if they have a new method of teaching reading these days. I've heard whispers that they teach math in a crazy weird way. That disturbs me deeply. If I had to memorize the times tables, everyone in the course of time should have to do the same. I don't think that's too much to ask.
I hope you're having a good time at the lake. You've done some very grown-up things so far, like shooting guns and gambling. You are a woman of many trades, rachel fuhrman. I want to go to a casino and drink and gamble. I would probably only have one drink and play one game of blackjack, but it just sounds so hardcore when you say it out loud. I mean, it's a little late for me to go to Atlantic City and play 21 when i turn 21 while sipping a martini and then use my winnings to buy 21 things and then NOT involve 21 guys like those gilmores.... but I'd like to give the game a shot. Or participate in a heist similar to those portrayed on the hit films in the Oceans series.
I already told you about my dream last night. I actually had two dreams, but the first one involved people we know so I probably shouldn't discuss it on public domain. The second, however... very scary! I've been watching way too many crime shows. (Note: I watched 5 episodes of criminal minds today. I obviously learned nothing.) But like I said, it made me glad that I'm not in West Virginia, I don't live near any super tall bridges, that I'm not at all involved with any law enforcement or terrorists involved in the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, that not all stairs are covered in bubble wrap, and that I don't use tic-tacs. Very dramatic. I woke up all asunder. I'm pleased I used the word asunder. It may or may not be completely inappropriate in the context of this conversation.
SO MY EYE IS MESSED UP AGAIN. I'm so annoyed. After all that drama last semester, mr. right eye decides he wants some MORE attention. I mean, I wish eyes were like people where I could apply some tough love. But I'm too scared of waking up blind. So I have an appointment tomorrow. And I don't have any insurance. This should be a fun ride.
You should come here so we can watch Arrested Development together. It's a gas.
Mucho amor,
Rebecca
p.s. i automatically typed Rebecca because I'm used to using that name when I use Spanish... school settings and such.
p.p.s. when i looked at that last picture of the lake you sent me, all misty and gray with the trees, i LAWLED because at that very moment a commercial for the next twilight movie came on tv. The timing was impeccable.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Beautiful Becca,
Thank you for finally posting
The plural of octopus can be either octopuses or octopi, or octopodes if you are English and from the 1800s or earlier.
I think I might get a pet tarantula.
My high school government teacher was very nice.
You are the CEO of my friend department.
I have my hair pulled into a side pony tail currently.
I re-learned how to play "Fur Elise" today.
I realized that Beethoven must have had a love/hate relationship with this "Elise" character.
I watched An American In Paris today. I find Gene Kelley very attractive for some reason.
They kissed weird in movies back then. It's like their lips are magnetic and they just get stuck to each other and can't move or change position.
You do need a passport to go to Wisconsin. They don't just let anyone in there.
Wisconsin really does have good cheese. Perhaps now you have changed your mind?
If I meet a bear in the woods, which can happen, I hope it's not the 39th bear.
If I meet the 39th bear in the woods, I could TOTALLY take him.
I like Snickers bars.
Do you like Gershwin? I like Gershwin.
Chipmunks are cute.
Praying mantises are not.
I miss SJ. :(
I'm going to be famous one day. Don't worry, I'll hire you to a very well paying job so you can afford to buy all the coffee you want.
I have run out of random things to say.
Goodbye
Rachel
Thank you for finally posting
The plural of octopus can be either octopuses or octopi, or octopodes if you are English and from the 1800s or earlier.
I think I might get a pet tarantula.
My high school government teacher was very nice.
You are the CEO of my friend department.
I have my hair pulled into a side pony tail currently.
I re-learned how to play "Fur Elise" today.
I realized that Beethoven must have had a love/hate relationship with this "Elise" character.
I watched An American In Paris today. I find Gene Kelley very attractive for some reason.
They kissed weird in movies back then. It's like their lips are magnetic and they just get stuck to each other and can't move or change position.
You do need a passport to go to Wisconsin. They don't just let anyone in there.
Wisconsin really does have good cheese. Perhaps now you have changed your mind?
If I meet a bear in the woods, which can happen, I hope it's not the 39th bear.
If I meet the 39th bear in the woods, I could TOTALLY take him.
I like Snickers bars.
Do you like Gershwin? I like Gershwin.
Chipmunks are cute.
Praying mantises are not.
I miss SJ. :(
I'm going to be famous one day. Don't worry, I'll hire you to a very well paying job so you can afford to buy all the coffee you want.
I have run out of random things to say.
Goodbye
Rachel
Oh, WHATEVER RACHEL!!!! You KNOW how much I hate spiders. And all other form of insect life. Anything with six and/or eight legs is repulsive to me. Except octopuses. Octopi? And squid. Okay anything with six or eight or more legs on LAND is repulsive. But even so, I would have totally helped you if you had a TARANTULA on your head. I'm not that weak! I would've, like, put on gloves and swept it off with a broom and then thoroughly stabbed it with said broom. Please. You high school government teacher, though I'm sure pleasant, cannot beat me in the friend department. And plus, when you die in your dreams, you die in real life, so you didn't die. That's fact. FACT.
I don't really know if that's fact, but I've heard it before.
I miss Boy Meets World.
I really like Solomon's prayer of dedication, 1 Kings 8:22-51.
I haven't gotten out of bed yet today.
I am going to go hot tub at a random stranger's house today. With a dog named Daisy.
I tried to convince Ye that you need a Wisconsin passport to go there. It sadly didn't work.
You better update this blog while you're there, battling wilderness like Survivor Man. And those mosquitoes are as big as small birds, soooo dress appropriately.
I don't really know if that's fact, but I've heard it before.
I miss Boy Meets World.
I really like Solomon's prayer of dedication, 1 Kings 8:22-51.
I haven't gotten out of bed yet today.
I am going to go hot tub at a random stranger's house today. With a dog named Daisy.
I tried to convince Ye that you need a Wisconsin passport to go there. It sadly didn't work.
You better update this blog while you're there, battling wilderness like Survivor Man. And those mosquitoes are as big as small birds, soooo dress appropriately.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Repulsive Becca,
I am mad at you. VERY MAD AT YOU!!!! I woke up this morning with a heart full of rage towards you. I can't believe you would do that!!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY CLOSEST FRIEND!!!!! And after all those spiders I killed for you! You see, last night I had a dream that there was a huge tarantula on my head and YOU WOULDN'T DO ANYTHING TO GET IT OFF!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I was TERRIFIED and all you could do is stand there. I have never been more furious at you. After a while my old high school government teacher showed up and took it off because HE"S A REAL FRIEND! But the tarantula had already bitten me and I woke up after that but I'm pretty sure I died because of it. I BLAME MY DREAM DEATH ON YOU!!!!!! Don't come to my dream funeral because if you do I will become a zombie and eat you out of revenge.
Sincerely,
You're Ex-Friend Rachel
I am mad at you. VERY MAD AT YOU!!!! I woke up this morning with a heart full of rage towards you. I can't believe you would do that!!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY CLOSEST FRIEND!!!!! And after all those spiders I killed for you! You see, last night I had a dream that there was a huge tarantula on my head and YOU WOULDN'T DO ANYTHING TO GET IT OFF!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I was TERRIFIED and all you could do is stand there. I have never been more furious at you. After a while my old high school government teacher showed up and took it off because HE"S A REAL FRIEND! But the tarantula had already bitten me and I woke up after that but I'm pretty sure I died because of it. I BLAME MY DREAM DEATH ON YOU!!!!!! Don't come to my dream funeral because if you do I will become a zombie and eat you out of revenge.
Sincerely,
You're Ex-Friend Rachel
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