eclectic chic
so i'm an eclectic chic. atleast, that's what my friend told me last night. she has always laughed at me...
"you'd meet bekah, and think she's really quiet. she is...but she's not.
you'd meet her and think she's girly. she is... but she's not.
you'd meet bekah and think she's a good dancer...BUT SHE'S NOT."
the list went on, and we laughed. in highschool, we used to be the girls who would laugh about getting old and be drinking tea before we went rock climbing. in fact, that's what we would do in highschool (at the gym...i like in atlanta, duh).
anyway...i'm reminicing in front of a world of people who didn't know me in highschool.
i can't believe that i PAY to go to a school where administration sits and talks about pina coladas and cruises as i'm waiting. i'm thinking, "you DARE talk about such crap while i'm waiting on you to do your job?? how come i can't have a job like that?" i'm also thinking, "maybe you should volunteer to ANSWER THE PHONE AT THE FRONT DESK." because, obviously, that's OPTIONAL during business hours.
oh, and also...our new school policy: no eating or drinking in the classrooms. why? not because it's wear and tear to tbe facilities...but because "the trash cans have trash in them." imagine that.
which, the whole "no eating/drinking" thing is alright with me, except there's nowhere else in the building to eat. and eyt we have vending machines. it's a commuter school...in the city...and at night, everyone is coming from work. i don't see how this works realistically. but then again, my school administration is a bunch of animals in fancy shoes with sunflower seed brains.
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back to the eclectic thing...i found this amazing photo of a residence that would fit me so perfectly. it was so gorgeous. rusitc, modern, italian, sweedish, neutral and bright colors...all in a little italian villa. *sigh* it sounds strange, but trust me, it's amazing. if only i could scan it and share it with the world. lol
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