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"In vacant or in pensive mood..." I am: Bekah; 24; Law Student / Favorite Things: Carbs (so there!), Johnny Damon, Smiling at babies, Grilled cheese, Comfortable silence / Favorite Supreme Court Justice: Brennan / Favorite Wilson: Owen by an inch / Today's Special: Song: Elliott Smith, "Bled White"; Quote: "You know, there's like a butt-load of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join because I'm pretty good with a bowstaff." Please love me: mmbekah@yahoo.com


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Monday, March 10, 2003
 
Oh dear. I almost forgot how much I hate "the tan ones." Those kids who come back from Spring Break golden brown and about 10 pounds thinner because they've been on some beach in Mexico living on Corona for a week. They're like a little group of demigods walking among the unfortunate pale mortals. But I can't hate them just because they had a great, sunny Spring Break. That would be completely unjustified and mean. Good thing I have a back-up reason to hate them: the way they shamelessly prance around and shove their tanness in my face. Like a girl in my class this morning who wore a neon tank top for the express purpose of accentuating her tan. You may think I'm being overly critical. Perhaps it was just what she happened to put on, right? Wrong. I watched her strategically pull her sweatshirt off of her shoulders and look around the room with that, "Yeah, there is something different about me" look on her face. The nerve of some people.