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Can I just say how much I adore Rebecca? There is nothing more gratifying than a friend passing The Friend Test
when 1) you didn't know there was a test until it Not that I would have given Rebecca anything less than an A+ in anticipation, but my goodness! She was straight out of a teen movie! In a teen movie, Rebecca would be the cool but nonetheless true blue friend of the nerdy girl. She would get to wear the coolest clothes and say the smoothest (but most poignant) lines, and would probably have some hip but low-key after-school job that taught her the kind of life lessons that catapult you through the Friend Test roof. This is Rebecca in an 80s teen movie, the basis for all my teen-movie-meets-life generalizations (although I guess the character stereotypes and motivations in modern teen movies are still the same). In a different teen movie, Rebecca might play The Bitch instead of the Cool Friend, but in tonight's teen movie, she's Cool Friend. Or maybe The Bitch with the Soft Side who ends up being the Cool Friend. Anyway, the point is that she gets tonight's Teen Movie Friend Prize. (Yes, there is a Teen Movie Friend Prize, shut up.) Her superfriend status is of course elevated by the fact that I'm so intent on extolling her virtues right this minute, even though my drunken typing has caused me significant stress (and potential humiliation). If I were in a bathroom stall right now & I had a sharpie, you can bet there'd be plenty of positive Rebecca graffiti. In fact, I'm going to go put a sharpie in my purse right now.
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