Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Rachel,

Not only did I get post 100, I have also snatched up post 150. Suck on THAT.

Once the embargo/travel restrictions are gone, I am going to move to Cuba. I know tourism is going to boom when everything's free reign and the magic that is Cuba is once again open to the world. I will open a maraca stand, where I will fashion authentic island maracas out of gourds. It will be like Boy Meets World where Cory and Topanga open the coconut face stand.

Sorry about your ankle. It reminds me of high school when Andrew Corbin destroyed his ankle every other day. Before I was even friends with him, I thought that was funny. Now that I am friends with him, I think it's even funnier. I told him that his name Corbs rhymes with adorbs, but he didn't think that was nearly as exciting and potentially fantastic as I did.

I cut my bangs again. They are even uglier than last time LOLLLLL I should really stop doing that.

You asked me if I knew what you were doing, but then you didn't tell me what you were doing. Besides oozing greatness. Was that the answer to the question?

My mom gave us their Wii. Not to keep, but to use for a while. I'm pumped. Why? Because we can get Netflix and streaaaamm weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Saying wee makes me think of that commercial with the pig, which makes me think of Danny Wentzel. I can also perfect the game of tanks, after which I will defeat my father, master of tanks. It will be a great day, indeed.

I hope one day someone sings Sparks Fly to you.

So I dropped my sister's apples when we were at the store. I told her I would go exchange them, but then I got there and felt bad for abandoning the apples, so I put them back in the bag and let her think I got new ones. Now there are two really bruised apples sitting in the next room. I am horrible. I will buy her new apples tomorrow. Don't let me forget. I'm horrible, but I'm also laughing at how ridiculous I can be.

My fingers REEEIIIIIKKKK just came on shuffle!!!!!!!!!!! Oo la la. Anyway, my fingers are almost too cold to type. Well actually, they are so cold that they are moving SUPER fast to keep warm I think, and so I am making many mistakes and have to keep correcting myself which is annoying. Que no habria por besarla, por abrazarla una vez mas.... oh Reik.

Inolvidable,
Becca

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