Happy.

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Think happy.  Pretend happy.  See happy.  Hear happy.  Be happy.

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Why BEDA didn't work out.

One simple reason:  no feedback.  Without encouraging messages and comments from readers, reinforcing what I have to say, I have no real reason to blog about anything.  I've been blogging when I have something to write about, and that's all.  Not every day.  No no days at all.  Just when I have something to say.  As it should be.

Un-birthday countdown: 3 days.

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becca

Nails!

I have always loved painting, my nails--but not just painting them.  Flowers, flags, fireworks, zebra stripes, hearts; you name it, and it's been on my nails.  I love the challenge of figuring out how to do it, and I love the payoff of being able to carry my finished work around with me for days.

I've decided whenever I do my nails, I'm going to post it here for you all to see, and tell you how I did it :)

In honor of my un-birthday, I decided to do cupcakes:

I used CoverGirl Boundless Color in Fuchsia Fatale as the base, NYC In A New York Color Minute in East Village for the cupcake wrapper, and Wall Street for the frosting.  I used NYC in Taxi Yellow Creme for the lines on the wrapper, and Sinful Colors Professional in Snow Me White for the sprinkles.  My staple for projects like this is a big quilting needle; I used it for the yellow lines and the white sprinkles.  I just used the brush for the blue wrapper and pink frosting.  My tip for projects like this: GO SLOWLY.  It took me almost five hours to do this, and I definitely could have done a better job.  A slow, steady hand is an essential tool--especially for a right-hander like me trying to use her left!

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Road Trippin'

So today, my brother, his girlfriend and I drove an hour an a half to our new apartment.  On the way there, we passed a ton of broken tires on the road.  Now, there are few things I am afraid of (actually, there are a lot of things I am afraid of--but that's not the point), but blown-up tires on the side of the highway really give me the heebie jeebies.  Before you go thinking I'm crazy, here me out.  What would YOU do if you were driving down the road, paying attention to the traffic around you and your speed and the radio, when all of the sudden, YOUR TIRE EXPLODES.  What do you do?  Stop?  Go?  Pull over?  Break?  Would the other three tires still work, or would I be too off-kilter to go anywhere?  They do NOT teach you what to do about that in driver's ed.  And when I see someone else's blown up tire, I think, did they drive over something sharp?  Is the sharp thing still here?  I WOULD NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO.  Gah.  I get nervous just thinking about it.

Enough of this conversation.

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becca

Yay, new header!

Isn't it preeeeeetty?  And it matches my Twitter page! :)

My parents moved into our new apartment on Sunday.  Well, kind of.  They have a bed and a chair, and that's about it; everything else is still at our house.  My brother and I will be making a trip down tomorrow with more furniture and things.  Moving will be a gradual process.

The reason I bring this up is because I really wanted to draw attention to how weird it is to not have parents around.  I mean, it shouldn't be that weird; I lived without them for almost two full years.  But this is the house I grew up in.  They have always been on the couch, or in the other room, or just down the hall.  Plus my brothers haven't been around, so I've been home completely by myself.  I can handle a dorm room: small, easy to keep clean, simple.  But house are so BIG.  And lonely.

Policy for this blog: don't reread until it's posted, don't edit, don't look back.  It'll be like NANOWRIMO; the point is to always keep moving forward, regardless of content or quality.  It's probably for best that no one will be reading this.

My birthday is in 17 days!  Yay.

Going to go watch Gilmore Girls and brown some hamburger.

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becca

Day 2

Okay, so maybe yesterday was a little bit of a cop-out.  To be honest, I didn't really decide to commit to BEDA until about a minute before I posted that, at which point all I wanted to do was go to bed, which I did, shortly thereafter.

You might remember last year when I participated in VEDA.  I actually did quite well; I posted a new video every day last April, minus Sundays.  Skipping Sundays gave me a chance to recharge, sleep, and do homework, all of which got pushed to the back burner the rest of the month.  Unfortunately, VEDA ruined me as a vlogger--because I wasn't posting every day, I just stopped posting all together.  I figure that maybe because I haven't been a proper blogger in years and years and years, nothing bad will really come of blogging every day.

Hopefully a few people will stumble upon this and read up on what I'm doing every day.  That would be fun.

I have four minutes to find socks, put on my shoes, and fill my water bottle, before I have to leave for work.  So I should go.  Also, I lost my name tag.

See how fascinating my life is?

Until next time.

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becca

BEDA

Um... what?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LBZsvR_yj9g

More tomorrow.

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