Miss Rebecca K.

Farewell, WordPress!

Becca — Sun, 12 Sep 2010 16:58:33 +0000

Well, fellow wordpress bloggers, I am moving!

And no, I do not mean moving towns or anything like that. I am leaving wordpress. And where, you may ask, am I moving to? Well, I am moving to Blogger!

There’s nothing wrong with WordPress. In fact, I have enjoyed using wordpress. But I am the kind of girl who likes to edit her pages and WordPress does not provide that for me. So I will be moving to Blogger.

If you wish to continue reading my blogs, you can go to:

http://beccakehaulani.blogspot.com/

It’s my new home.

Farewell!

Loves,
Miss Rebecca K.

Hello, Texas!

Becca — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 23:18:29 +0000

Hello fellow bloggers!! I am currently writing this blog in Texas! Yes, Texas. My roommate, Lori, invited me and our next door neighbor, Jeanette, to come home with her this weekend. So Friday afternoon, we packed our things and drove to Wichita Falls, Texas. And we had so much fun on the ride down here. We sang along to the Glee soundtrack and Hannah Montana and Rascall Flats and 30 Seconds to Mars. Yes, it was a quite diverse music list. Ha but we had a ton of fun.
Yesterday, Lori gave me an official tour of Wichita Falls- Jeanette had come home with her last weekend and had already gotten the official tour, so it was my turn. And it is absolutely beautiful here! And I was surprised when I learned that it isn’t humid here. It’s more of a dry heat, which made me so happy because it reminds me of Colorado. And I love it. We then went and took a bunch of pictures of the three of us and we had so much fun! We went and saw The Switch, which was so stinking cute! If you haven’t seen it, you should! The little boy is the most precious thing in the world. J And we watched 17 Again at Lori’s house, and we drooled over Zach Efron, which was pretty awkward because her dad was in the room painting a wall. But it was so much fun. And we attempted to work on our homework, but that didn’t work out too well.

And today, we just layed around Lori’s room because I started my period and haven’t been feeling too well all day. But her family took care of me and they are amazing. the sweetest people ever! And Lori’s friends are going to come over tonight and watch Camp Rock 2. Lori, Jeanette, and I are going to make 3 different desserts and we’re going to eat Wings and I am just so excited! It’s been so nice to get away from the Campus and be at an actual home and be around a family and puppies. It’s helped take away part of my home-sickness. This weekend has been so great for me. Whoo!!

What to do..

Becca — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 00:08:06 +0000

Before I came to college, I had always imagined having a full schedule and being crazy busy every day. Having a few classes, then a break, then a few more classes. Then whatever awesome activities were being held that night. Studying whenever there was a chance to, hanging out with friends continuously, and sleeping.
But it’s totally the opposite! I rarely have a day that is jam packed with things to do. I wake up and go to my classes, go to lunch, hang out with friends, study, have dinner, hang out with friends, then go to bed. Which I guess sounds pretty busy, but it’s actually not. When I’m hanging out with my friends, we’re usually bored because we have nothing to do. We usually get our homework out of the way then are left with a whole night ahead of us with no plans. I’m sure this will change soon, but none of us have had a lot of homework assigned to us. It’s mainly a bunch of reading, which does not take very long. And there’s not much to do off campus. Shawnee is pretty darn small. There’s a bowling alley and a movie theater. That’s just about it. So we usually just talk. Which is great. I mean, I absolutely love to talk. It’s all I ever want to do. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk! But it would be nice to actually have something to do. You know?

Welcome to College

Becca — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 00:32:27 +0000

So I am officially a college student! It’s weird to think about. I feel like a freshman … in high school, that is. Well not really, but it’s hard to belive that I am a freshman in college, rather than in high school. Time really does fly by you. But let me tell you, I am loving it here. Oklahoma is not as beautiful as Colorado, but it’s still beautiful in its own.. flat way. Haha Thankfully the humidity has died down a bit. During Welcome Week (or Orientation, as some like to call it) It was averaging about 103 degrees daily. It was absolutely miserable. Not to mention everything was held outside. Naturally, being from Colorado where there is dry heat, I sweated through all of my clothing and had no make up on after an hour of being outside.

But in all seriousness, I am in love with it here. I love the beautiful campus and the wonderful people and I enjoy most of my classes. I’m beginning to make amazing friends and I already landed a babysitting job every Thursday for an hour or so. I still applied for other jobs, because I cannot live off of babysitting money. But I really feel like God is opening doors for me and I’m so excited to see how He will be working in my life.

Welcome Week was crazy. All of us freshmen and transfer students were swarmed by the Tri W’s (Welcome Week Workers) and all of our junk was taken up to our rooms for us! Then after we started to settle in and filled out paperwork and got our ID’s and everything else, the students went to a student meeting and the parents went to a parent meeting. Minutes later, over a hundred upperclassmen run in, dressed in outrageous costumes, and ran around the chapel, dancing to Eye of the Tiger. They were walking over the freshmen and screaming in our faces and throwing stuff around and it was awesome. We were all then split up into our ‘sub groups’ (1. Spring it On! 2. We Are Autum, Kiss our Bottom (mine!) 3. Snow Glad You’re here! 4. .. i forgot this one.) and we met the people in our groups and hung out and it was so much fun! We got to drive around Shawnee and see the town and started learning Ka-Rip, which is awesome! It’s a chant that everyone at OBU knows and if you want to say something, you have to say this: Hey Bison! Go with Ka-Rip!! And if you don’t say that exactly, the person doesn’t have to say it. So this is Ka-Rip:

Ka-rip Ka-rap Ka-riplo typlo tap
Oh! Oh! Rincto lincto hio-totimus
Hopula scipula copula gotimus
Chink-to-lack Chink-to-lee
Ka-willa, Ka-walla, Ka Victory
Oh! Oh! Hoogula choogula choogula can.
Ragula tagula melican man
Let’er go rip, let’er go ruse
Tingula Tangula, turn’em a-loose
Zip! Bang! OBU!

And if you don’t know how to say it, this is how we do things:

http://www.youtube.com/v/NG_t2JLmAaU?fs=1&hl=en_US”>

And that, my friends, was my class. Literally. I’m somewhere in there! How cool is that?? That video was taken on Tueday, the last day of Welcome Week. It was on the Raley Chapel Steps, and it’s not only where we begin our OBU career, but it’s where we will end our OBU career once we graduate. So it was pretty cool. I’ve met some awesome people during welcome week! We’ve had a big group of people play Hostage (where Me, Lauren, and Carl got in trouble with the cops… which is a story for another day!) and we’ve had silly string wars and crazy stuff like that. And tonight Sanctus Real is coming and there will be a huge OBU concert till midnight.

Classes have been going good. It’s only the second day, and I can tell Chemsitry is going to kick my butt… But I know it’s going to be tons of fun being here. I love it so much.

Happy Father’s Day!

Becca — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 02:29:57 +0000

Today is a day to celebrate our dad’s. And let me tell you, I absolutely LOVE my dad. He isn’t perfect, but he is best dad I could ask for. I love him so incredibly much.

Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being there when I needed support. Thank you for sacrificing things for Kelly and I. Thank you for disciplining me when I needed it. Thank you for giving me guidance and for helping along the way. Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for all of the laughs and hugs and the special memories we share. I love you with all of my heart. Forever and always.

The joys of being a girl

Becca — Sun, 20 Jun 2010 06:07:04 +0000

At this very moment, I am laying down in my bed, a heating pad on my lower back and on my stomach. A magazine is separating the heating pad on my stomach from my laptop. I am listening to Basshunter, and am filled with pain pills.

Its moments like these that I hate being a girl. There you are, just minding your own stinking business, and then you get hit with a twisting, sharp, pulverizing pain in your lower back and your lower stomach. You can’t move; you can only lay in the fetal position, praying the pain pills kick in soon. You get out your ‘fat jeans’ that you only wear when you are on your period. They’re too big to wear daily, so when that time of the month hits, you can put it on and it’ll fit because that’s how bloated you are. You are easily irritated and can burst out in anger at any moment because you are exhausted from the pain that you are undergoing. Lovely.

FYI, boys, you should never ever tell a girl to take a Midol if she’s being crabby. Midol only takes care of the physical pain. It doesn’t cure moodiness and crankiness. If you say something like that to a girl, don’t be surprised if you get a slap in the face. Also, don’t tell a girl to ‘man-up’ and ignore the pain. I’d like to see you go through this. You wouldn’t last 5 minutes.

A Real Treat!

Becca — Sat, 19 Jun 2010 06:46:50 +0000

So I found my old diaries from elementary and middle school, and let me tell you, I sure did laugh when I read them. I used to think that I was a very good writer and that someday I would become a world-famous author. Yeah, um, I was a very silly girl.

I also realized that I was obsessed with boys. More so than usual. Almost every entry in my journals are about the current boy who I liked and how much I was falling in love with them and how they loved me back. Half of the time, I would write about a boy that I caught staring at me, and immediately I assumed that he was in love with me. Usually following that thought, I would make myself like him because I was convinced that he liked me back. Yes, I was a bit full of myself, assuming that every guy that looked at me wanted to be with me. Today is going to be a real treat because you will get to see a small excerpt of my middle school girl thought process.

February 2, 2005

Today is groundhogs day! Today at Solid Rock, it was Karlin’s 19th birthday! She brought ice cream cake, but I didn’t eat it. Well, my ‘gang’ is in charge of the ‘candy shop’ or wut eva. Only my group / girls are allowed back there. No one else! Jehosaphat* and Miguel* came into our territory. Amber and I were the body guards. We shooed them away. They kept kicking their feet and hands past the ‘imaginary line.’

j=jehosaphat, b=becca

(Jehosaphat sticks his hand past the line)

b: wut r u doing (haha)

j: i don’t know

I said something to him! I said to Amber, Cristina, and Jehosaphat “You know, if you look into the light, it will be bright.” Jehosaphat said, “oh, I was going to turn it on but it’s already off.” He said something to me! And he stood next to me w/out leaving cause I was there! We even made eye contact, and we smiled @ each other several times! I wasn’t even nervous! I was myself for once! He smiled @ me when I looked at him once, and I smiled back! I’m so happy!

That was a journal entry, word for word. It makes me laugh, seeing how I used to write and how much I was obsessed with guys at such a young age. This entry was from 7th grade; why on earth was I excited that I told a boy that “if you look into the light, it will be bright”?? Honestly, that is one of the stupidest things I have ever said. Ha I love it, nonetheless. And even though I am still not the best writer, at least I know that my writing is way better than it was in 7th grade, thank goodness.

*Names have been changed due to keep me from any embarrassment, just in case people that I know (and also know those boys) read this blog.

Quick Update!

Becca — Mon, 31 May 2010 06:03:04 +0000

Things that have happened since my last blog:

Prom! (Absolutely amazing! Way better than I expected!)
Finals! ( Easy. I nailed all of them)
Last day of High School! (One of the best days of my life!)
Graduation! (Another one of the best days of my life.. I am no longer a high school student, but a COLLEGE student! Happiness? Oh, yeah.)

So not too much has happened, but it was enough to keep me busy and occupied.

Oh, did I mention that I know where I’m going to college?

Oklahoma Baptist University.

I’m so incredibly excited! I know that this is where God wants me to go, and I am so happy that I will be going there this fall. Pray that I do okay and that I will succeed and make friends. I already know who my roommate is, and she sounds amazing!

So all that I need to do now is find a job, so pray that I find one because it’s a little hard, since no one wants to hire someone for 2 months then have them quit. So, let’s hope I can get a job.

Obsession.

Becca — Wed, 14 Apr 2010 01:40:25 +0000

Ivy League. Frosted Purple. Mellow Yellow. Blue It. Mango. Snow White. Orange Blossom. Marine Scene (x2). Emerald City. Gunmetal. Sun Kissed. Green with Envy. Cherry Red. Purple Pizzazz Frost. The Real Teal. Ocean View. Strawberry Sizzle. Black Satin. Rockstar Pink. Coral. Creame. Pomegranate. Gentle Ginger. Burnt Sugar.

26 different colors. Of what? I’ll tell you what!

Nail polish. Yes, that’s right. And no, it’s not as much as some people, but it’s a LOT of nail polish. And you know what? I use every single bottle. I am obsessed with painting my nails. I paint my nails approximately two to three times per week. I’ve had swirls, stripes, polka dots, flowers, dice, a sun, zigzags. I’ve painted my nails to support the Colts during the superbowl. I’ve painted the words “Happy Birthday I Love you!” on them for my best friend’s birthday. I painted lips on my nails in honor of my thug’s first kiss. I’ve done everything. And it’s fun because everyone asks me what my nails look like today and they love them. I’ve painted my nails so many times that I can paint with my left hand with no problem. Yeah.

I think I have a problem.

Religion

Becca — Tue, 13 Apr 2010 02:50:43 +0000

I went to my friend’s bible study yesterday evening. And let me tell you, it was VERY interesting. I’m a Christian. I will always be a Christian and I will never convert to any other religion. Why? Because every other religion is wrong. And I hate saying that because I feel like one of those bible-thumping-honk-if-you-love-Jesus people who are always preaching at others and exclaiming that everyone is going to burn in hell if they don’t confess every single sin they have committed. I try to stay away from that stereotype because of the negative connotation. But going to my friend’s (catholic) bible study just made me realize how strongly I believe in what I do believe. Christianity and Catholicism are similar, but there are major differences. Catholics pray to Mary, and Christians don’t. I don’t understand why people pray to Mary. She isn’t God. You should ONLY pray to God because He is the only true and holy God. Why do you need to pray to Mary? It’s not like she can help you or hear your prayers. She isn’t God. And I don’t understand why they believe she stayed a virgin. Jesus had brothers.

My mom’s friends daughter (ha!) started dating a boy who is catholic and she was just confirmed as a catholic. Apparently it takes 9 months to be confirmed because there is a checklist that you must complete in order to be a catholic. And because she would rather stay with her boyfriend instead of leaving him, she turned catholic. This bothers me because when you’re catholic, (from my understanding) you have to do such and such during lent, and you have to say so many ‘hail mary’s', etc. When I was at my friends bible study, I felt like everyone was doing all of this because of obligation and it felt like they were all doing this because they thought that this is what you have to do to be a good catholic and to be accepted into heaven. I mean, I know that they also believe that in order to go to heaven you have to accept Christ into your heart, but once you do that, you don’t have to do anything else. That’s it. You’re done. God isn’t going to say “Stop! You can’t enter Heaven because you didn’t say Hail Mary such and such times during lent.” You enter the Kingdom of God once you tell God that you believe that the only way into heaven is by believing that He is the one true God and that you need Him to help you while you are here on Earth. Does that make sense? Or am I going completely crazy?