Dancing to the Beat of a Different Drum
or, Breathing Proof of Life After Death

So my brief (yet prolonged) state of metamorphases of pig human has ceased, more or less. Metaphorical oinking still happens every so often (coughing) but it gets less and less every day. Thank God Almighty I'm free at last, yo. Go ahead and envy me.
But I can't say my shakles are completely gone. The annoying thing is that once I was better (yes, I was better), people didn't believe me. I felt like Paul. I went through all this metaphysical troubles of being freed from my prison, and people didn't believe me. Either they were just way too happy, or they have a worse-than-Thomas log in their eye (not even seeing would make them believe), but either way I stood at their door and knocked and they came, looked through the peep hole, and ran away. I came knocking, and they did not answer. Oh well, I'll pop another cough drop and come calling next time, silver and gold have I none, but what I have I will give-- need a sugarless cough drop?

And so the beat goes on. Homework is out to kill me, NSA's own little mafia, but hey I hang out in allies and have friends in low places, and I will escape. Life is a bit altered, scheduling a bit more intense, and I have another wedding to go to on Saturday (hooray for holy matrimony) so my Friday and now Thursday will have to be more productive than they normally are. Pshaw. So people go dancing, I look at Latin slides. People climb roofs, I translate. People smoke, I read. It's how I roll, I dance to the beat of a different drum now. Make new friends, keep the old.

--Not many, but it's all the pictures I got new for you.--

Dont know if I already posted this. Me Becca Jen-- Baller Shock Collar.


Jen and me Picturesque.


Jen and me kickin it at Bucer's. Check out her face. Yah, tha's how we roll.

UPDATED.
Yar my pirate booty, I'm sick and have a headache and am freezing cold and yet also very warm so here are some picahs and then i be off to try to get warm.

I help make dinners.


I help eat dinners.


Rach and me. If she's not careful her face will stay that way.


Becca me and Mitch. About 8 of us went up the mountain when it was dark (and the moon was 98% full) and had Eagle Scout Tim build a fire. It was so cool! lova lova lova it. We had some UI girls come and they left before us so me Tucker and Mitch ran ahead of them and hid in the bushes on the side of the path. As the girls drove down me and Mitch sprung out and attacked their car.... omg omg omg that was AMAAAAZINGLY mean, we scared them silly. Then they kept driving and then Tucker does the same thing... throws himself on the car and rolls off... holy cow they screeeeeamed!! Awesome!! Yah we've been on a Zombie movie kick and had those girls come once so they were already scared; not that they are normally easy to scare or anything... Anyway, my life is kickin.


A new boyfriend or two:


Hallah hallah.


Me and part of Maggie. We climb rocks and jump off cliffs into water and live to take pictures after.


Becca Jen and me. Hardcore.


This is Jen. We are baller.

Breathing Deeply, Walking Backwards

Week 3 dawns. Life has been soooo good. Holy cow, I've had the most best days I've had in a long time. Chilling with friends, bbq's and fires, cliff jumping and roof falling. Who could ask for more? My new roomate is amazing too... the most naturally sweet girl ever. And not the annoying sweet. It's just delightful that's what. And life tatters on and I lurv it.

School is still difficult and Lord help me.

I'm going to Ian & Heather's wedding in a week! Woooooooooooooo

And I am drinking tea.

Picahs Daniel, here's some picas fo you. Sorry I dont got more/better ones, I have a severe lack of a camera, and a severe lack of people who give me their pictures.

What's dinner without a little studying on the side? Yes, we are drawing maps. It's part of this complete supper.


We went out to dinner. Rachel was right next to me but you can hardly see her. Tyler is a retard and leaned out. So did Brandon. Then Ashley, then Jen! Full circle of awesomeness yah.


This is at Grace's Bday. Grace is in the middle. She is older now. I have also gone to a birthday party this year.


My new roomate Deanna. She's the comprimise between Claire & I: Claire is Canadian, I am Dutch, Deanna is Canadian Dutch. This is her sleeping. Sometimes when we dont got time to sleep at night, we catch a few snores in the day. She sleeps with Augustine. I dont quite know what to think of that.


This is the traditional Sophomore/Freshmen Buck Buck game. It's a guy thing. You have a bottom layer of awkwardly close guys trying to be a sturdy foundation. Then other guys run real fast and jump on top of them, and they keep adding more kids on top until the bottom layer falls.


This is the school we go to. And this is Jill. She has no Jack.


Sometimes people just talk in the library. Emily and Jill do as well.


This is the back patio of the guys house (mitch anthony alec tim tucker)... they had a party there a week or so ago, in the middle is the portable fire pit that mitch got! Mmmmmarshmallows!


Oh Rachel. I spend sooo much time hanging out with her. We didn't really hang out or talk much last year, but then over the summer (she was in the retard latin summer classes with me) we hung out a lot, and now this year it's almost constant. So happy. And her little squeals of excitment and scrunches up her nose when she's really happy... so cute...


James and Jon at Bucer's. Bucer's is the coffee shop that I more or less frequent, and one that most NSA'ers live at. Soooo good. It is also good at taking away my money from me with a friendly face. Don't trust a h....er, coffee...


Here is kids in my class in a classroom. And the girl is Robin, with a flower in her hair. She has the cahraziest hair efah. We've had such freaking good times. It's always with her that I pull my super duper late nights... and it's with her that I pull all-nighters. The other week I stayed over at her house and slept outside in her hammock on her deck!! It was such an amazing experience... the last thing I saw was the stars, the first thing I saw was the sky. Anyway. This is a classroom, and kids in it.


Peace.