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Sooooo... I'm Rebecca, holder of numerous aliases. These are as follows:
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NOTE: I am highly egotistical. This pretty much means I am going to list on and on about myself, even though I haven't done anything particularly noteworthy that justifies doing so. You are going to notice that my writing style is fairly pretentious. This bothers me more than you could possibly imagine.
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Sooooo... I'm Rebecca, holder of numerous aliases. These are as follows (I am including Baby CTY, as an awesome year there is the reason I came back after a meh first session):
  
  
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! Site Assigned
 
! Site Assigned
 
! Further Notes
 
! Further Notes
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| HB
 
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| Stanford, 07.2
 
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| Name given because of the inordinate number of pencils I discovered in my dorm room, which everyone soon assumed to be mine
 
 
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| That short kid
 
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| Moose
 
| Moose
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| Stanford, 08.1
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| PAL.08.1, LAN.10.1, CAR.10.2
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| Name I elected to be called due to the confusion that would arise from having two Rebeccas in the class. There were also two Alexs, one of whom was therein referred to as 'Waffles'
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| Name I elected to be given due to the confusion that would arise from having two Rebeccas in my class. UPDATE: I befriended many people during my second, highly successful year of Baby CTY, and as luck would have it one of those people showed up at LAN.10.1, 2 years later. I hadn't been called Moose in a very long time, but I discovered that I rather liked the name - it reminded me of a better time. Therefore, 'Moose' is now my name of choice.
 
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| Moose the Pope
 
| Moose the Pope
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| Stanford, 08.1
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| PAL.08.1
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| The class I was in (The Renaissance) did an exercise wherein we were given a piece of paper with a church position written on it and then we had to arrange ourselves by our position of power. I was the Pope. Some person asked 'Who the pope?', to which somebody in my general vicinity said 'Moose the Pope'. When we got settled in class, I was made Pope again for an example, complete with hat. I guess I preformed my duties as Pope so well I was thereafter ALWAYS made Pope. So, whenever there was time to address me by my full title, I was called 'Moose the Pope'.
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| The course I was taking (The Renaissance) did an exercise wherein we were given a piece of paper with a church position written on it and then we had to arrange ourselves by our position of power. I was the Pope. Some person asked 'Who the pope?', to which somebody in my general vicinity said 'Moose the Pope'. When we got settled in class, I was made Pope again for an example, complete with hat. I guess I preformed my duties as Pope so well I was thereafter ALWAYS made Pope. So, whenever there was time to address me by my full title, I was called 'Moose the Pope'.
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| Moose da Pope
 
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| Stanford 08.1
 
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| By this point, I was considered our class's 'mascot'; the person most commonly affiliated with our class. One day, my breathing was not acting optimally and I had to be taken from the academic quad to the health office via golf cart. It was nearing lunch, so the teacher determined that the rest of the class should just walk behind the golf cart, as the dining hall was rather close to the health office. It was rather quiet and disturbing, as a whole group of people were walking behind a golf cart listening to their classmate wheeze. In an attempt to break the silence, one of the guys said, 'Hey, if Moose is the Pope, and Moose is in a golf cart, the golf cart must be...THE POPE MOBILE!'. Everyone generally agreed with this statement, and decided that there should be a chant whenever the Pope Mobile was in motion. This chant was 'WHO THE POPE?!?' 'MOOSE THE POPE!'. 'THE' turned out to be an awkward word to scream, so 'DA' was used instead. Thus, the chant that would turn out to be our class's rally call was formed, as well as my new title
 
 
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| Moose, Devourer of Kindergartner's Souls and Other Small Insects  
 
| Moose, Devourer of Kindergartner's Souls and Other Small Insects  
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| Stanford 08.1
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| PAL.08.1, LAN.10.1
 
| Allegedly, I devour kindergartner's souls. Apparently, kindergartner's souls are also insects.
 
| Allegedly, I devour kindergartner's souls. Apparently, kindergartner's souls are also insects.
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| Dan
 
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| Stanford 07.2
 
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| NEVER, EVER ASK WHAT THE STORY BEHIND THIS IS
 
 
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| Tree  
 
| Tree  
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| CAR.09.2
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| CAR.09.2, LAN.10.1, CAR.10.2
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| The first ever name I gave myself in Silent Football, and I intend on always using it during Silent Football
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| The first name I gave myself in Silent Football, and I intend on always using it during Silent Football. UPDATE: I almost always use 'Tree' as my Silent Football name, with one exception (where I decided to be called Bacon).
 
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| Becca
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| Creepy History Kid
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| Stanford 07.2
 
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| Somebody decided that my name was too long
 
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| REbecca (with RE being yelled)
 
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| CAR.09.2
 
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| To avoid further confusion about which Rebecca in our hall was being referred to (either me or Becca), people would have to emphasize the RE in order to get a response from me
 
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| R.E.: Becca
 
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| Somebody during lunch was addressing the topic of the other Rebecca (Becca), so they said, 'R.E.: Becca' when referring to it. They soon realized that 'R.E.: Becca' spelled my name, and for about a day called me it because they thought they were being witty.
 
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| England Kid
 
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| During an activity (sorry, I don't remember which), I proclaimed my love of England and my belief that England should have won the American Revolution. This prompted the RA running the activity, as well as most of the kids that were there, to call me England Kid whenever they saw me after that.
 
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| England Kid Who Isn't From England
 
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| CAR.09.2
 
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| Further title given to me after people in the aforementioned activity realized that, due to my lack of accent, I was not English or a part of that years 'British Invasion'. This was a fact that confused most people and prompted numerous questions.
 
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| History Kid
 
 
| All Sessions
 
| All Sessions
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| I love history, and this is a fact most people pick up on relatively quickly, thus this title or some close variant is sometimes given to me.
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| Over the years, my extensive readings on history have served me well - I have retained genuinely important information, but I also have a myriad of bizarre, highly CTYI facts at my disposal. I typically try breaking the ice with them. This meets mixed success.
 
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| Lucky Moose
 
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| Lucky Girl
 
| Lucky Girl
 
| CAR.09.2
 
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| Once again, my luck on Casino Night returned. As soon as we were let out of our quad, I rushed over to Uber Quad, where roulette was. Within 20 minutes, I had guessed THE EXACT NUMBER the ball was going to land on 3 times. The roulette table I was at was full of dedicated players who didn't move, thus my betting exploits were seen in their full glory by about 4 other people (who thankfully were not game theory kids. I think if I had been at a table of game theory kids, they would have tried killing me), some of whom apparently told friends about what I had done, as over the next couple of days I would be stopped at random to be asked, 'Hey, you're that lucky girl, right.'  Also, some of the people who saw my original feat always called me 'Lucky Girl' (i.e.: Hey, Lucky Girl, could you pass me whatever potato item is for lunch today?) 
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| Once again, my luck on Casino Night returned. As soon as we were let out of our quad, I rushed over to Uber Quad, where roulette was. Within 20 minutes, I had guessed THE EXACT NUMBER the ball was going to land on 3 times. The roulette table I was at was full of dedicated players who didn't move, thus my betting exploits were seen in their full glory by about 4 other people (who thankfully were not Game Theory kids. I think if I had been at a table of Game Theory kids, they would have tried killing me), who thereafter always called me 'THE GREAT LUCKY ONE'. 
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| The Financial Genius
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| At the beginning Casino Night, it seemed my luck had worn out. I lost all of my money in a matter of minutes, and spent a good amount of time listing about aimlessly. I then realized that I could make money by 'singing' various songs with my much-beloved 'elderly British man' voice. After I finished my rendition of 'One Week', one of the RAs gave me all of the money he had on him (around $2000), and I was back in business. I tested the waters at a roulette table by betting on a single number, and, as luck would have it, I was correct in my guess. I proceeded to put all of my money on red, and doubled it. Then, I put it all on black, once again doubling it, and an RA gave me an extra $500 for 'ballsiness'. Within three spins of the wheel, I had made $13,000. This caught much attention.
 
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| Hoarder of Sexual Tension
 
| Hoarder of Sexual Tension
 
| CAR.09.2
 
| CAR.09.2
 
| During one game of Silent Football, the Universe was was in an area rather lacking in sexual tension, and I was sitting on one of the only patches. This led to the comment, 'Mr. Dictator, the player TREE seems to be hoarding sexual tension.', to which Mr. Dictator responded, 'Mr. Dictator acknowledges this, and rewards said player...The title of: Hoarder of Sexual Tension.' After this, I always carried a fistful of grass in my pocket so that, in the event that someone asked if they could have some sexual tension, I would happily provide them with some.
 
| During one game of Silent Football, the Universe was was in an area rather lacking in sexual tension, and I was sitting on one of the only patches. This led to the comment, 'Mr. Dictator, the player TREE seems to be hoarding sexual tension.', to which Mr. Dictator responded, 'Mr. Dictator acknowledges this, and rewards said player...The title of: Hoarder of Sexual Tension.' After this, I always carried a fistful of grass in my pocket so that, in the event that someone asked if they could have some sexual tension, I would happily provide them with some.
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| Ringo
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| In the Talent Show, the act I was in (along with the one known as 'Seamus'), a spoken-word rendition of Desolation Row by Bob Dylan, was rather well-received by some people. Seamus, popular fellow that he is, was praised beyond all belief, while I got a few 'good jobs'. This led to me being dubbed 'Ringo'. I am still bitter about it.
 
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I went to Baby CTY at Stanford for 2 years (even though I live in New Jersey and could have easily gone to a closer site) and took history classes. I started regular CTY by taking Philosophy of Mind at Carlisle.
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Alright, so I went to Baby CTY in 07 and 08, and that was fun, but then I moved on up. In 09, I went to Carlisle, second session, and was fairly miserable, but I tried to convince myself otherwise. Social awkwardness and no friends, you see. But, thanks to [facebook.com/moosedapope Facebook], I managed to get my former hallmates to actually talk to me. This led to me actually having a group to hang out around during 10.2, which I can safely say I was an integral part of. Oh, yeah, I went to Lancaster in 10.1, too, but it was pretty much an 09 repeat.
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I haven't done anything big or exciting...yet.
  
 
I LOVE CTY AND I LOVE THE PASSIONFRUIT!
 
I LOVE CTY AND I LOVE THE PASSIONFRUIT!

Revision as of 13:03, 24 August 2010

NOTE: I am highly egotistical. This pretty much means I am going to list on and on about myself, even though I haven't done anything particularly noteworthy that justifies doing so. You are going to notice that my writing style is fairly pretentious. This bothers me more than you could possibly imagine.

Sooooo... I'm Rebecca, holder of numerous aliases. These are as follows (I am including Baby CTY, as an awesome year there is the reason I came back after a meh first session):


Alias Site Assigned Further Notes
That short kid All I can't help the fact that I'm not exactly the tallest person around. Also: I always seem to befriend tall people.
Moose PAL.08.1, LAN.10.1, CAR.10.2 Name I elected to be given due to the confusion that would arise from having two Rebeccas in my class. UPDATE: I befriended many people during my second, highly successful year of Baby CTY, and as luck would have it one of those people showed up at LAN.10.1, 2 years later. I hadn't been called Moose in a very long time, but I discovered that I rather liked the name - it reminded me of a better time. Therefore, 'Moose' is now my name of choice.
Moose the Pope PAL.08.1 The course I was taking (The Renaissance) did an exercise wherein we were given a piece of paper with a church position written on it and then we had to arrange ourselves by our position of power. I was the Pope. Some person asked 'Who the pope?', to which somebody in my general vicinity said 'Moose the Pope'. When we got settled in class, I was made Pope again for an example, complete with hat. I guess I preformed my duties as Pope so well I was thereafter ALWAYS made Pope. So, whenever there was time to address me by my full title, I was called 'Moose the Pope'.
Moose, Devourer of Kindergartner's Souls and Other Small Insects PAL.08.1, LAN.10.1 Allegedly, I devour kindergartner's souls. Apparently, kindergartner's souls are also insects.
Tree CAR.09.2, LAN.10.1, CAR.10.2 The first name I gave myself in Silent Football, and I intend on always using it during Silent Football. UPDATE: I almost always use 'Tree' as my Silent Football name, with one exception (where I decided to be called Bacon).
Creepy History Kid All Sessions Over the years, my extensive readings on history have served me well - I have retained genuinely important information, but I also have a myriad of bizarre, highly CTYI facts at my disposal. I typically try breaking the ice with them. This meets mixed success.
Lucky Moose Stanford 08.1 On Casino Night, a posse followed me to the roulette table, where I bet correctly for 27 strait turns. I was dubbed 'Lucky Moose', and people who bet against me were often yelled at for just being stubborn.
Lucky Girl CAR.09.2 Once again, my luck on Casino Night returned. As soon as we were let out of our quad, I rushed over to Uber Quad, where roulette was. Within 20 minutes, I had guessed THE EXACT NUMBER the ball was going to land on 3 times. The roulette table I was at was full of dedicated players who didn't move, thus my betting exploits were seen in their full glory by about 4 other people (who thankfully were not Game Theory kids. I think if I had been at a table of Game Theory kids, they would have tried killing me), who thereafter always called me 'THE GREAT LUCKY ONE'.
The Financial Genius CAR.10.2 At the beginning Casino Night, it seemed my luck had worn out. I lost all of my money in a matter of minutes, and spent a good amount of time listing about aimlessly. I then realized that I could make money by 'singing' various songs with my much-beloved 'elderly British man' voice. After I finished my rendition of 'One Week', one of the RAs gave me all of the money he had on him (around $2000), and I was back in business. I tested the waters at a roulette table by betting on a single number, and, as luck would have it, I was correct in my guess. I proceeded to put all of my money on red, and doubled it. Then, I put it all on black, once again doubling it, and an RA gave me an extra $500 for 'ballsiness'. Within three spins of the wheel, I had made $13,000. This caught much attention.
Hoarder of Sexual Tension CAR.09.2 During one game of Silent Football, the Universe was was in an area rather lacking in sexual tension, and I was sitting on one of the only patches. This led to the comment, 'Mr. Dictator, the player TREE seems to be hoarding sexual tension.', to which Mr. Dictator responded, 'Mr. Dictator acknowledges this, and rewards said player...The title of: Hoarder of Sexual Tension.' After this, I always carried a fistful of grass in my pocket so that, in the event that someone asked if they could have some sexual tension, I would happily provide them with some.
Ringo CAR.10.2 In the Talent Show, the act I was in (along with the one known as 'Seamus'), a spoken-word rendition of Desolation Row by Bob Dylan, was rather well-received by some people. Seamus, popular fellow that he is, was praised beyond all belief, while I got a few 'good jobs'. This led to me being dubbed 'Ringo'. I am still bitter about it.

Alright, so I went to Baby CTY in 07 and 08, and that was fun, but then I moved on up. In 09, I went to Carlisle, second session, and was fairly miserable, but I tried to convince myself otherwise. Social awkwardness and no friends, you see. But, thanks to [facebook.com/moosedapope Facebook], I managed to get my former hallmates to actually talk to me. This led to me actually having a group to hang out around during 10.2, which I can safely say I was an integral part of. Oh, yeah, I went to Lancaster in 10.1, too, but it was pretty much an 09 repeat.

I haven't done anything big or exciting...yet.

I LOVE CTY AND I LOVE THE PASSIONFRUIT!

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