Ramblings of an average person

My window adventure...

2009-04-03T19:13:00.002-04:00

Yes, it's as lame as it sounds.
So this afternoon, I was like, reading in my bedroom, and I opened my window (because I'm a freak) The wind was all nice and stuff, but then I got cold, so I tried to close the window...
BUT I COULDN'T
Cuz my little turn-y thing got stuck, and the window wouldn't close.
So... I popped out my screen and I had to like, lean out the window to see if it was stuck outside. My bedroom just happens to be on the second floor of my house. And my window STILL WOULDN'T CLOSE.
I finally got it closed and stuff but I still had to dangle myself out of my window... but on the happy side I didn't need to get my parentals involved at all.
WIN!
~Sarah

Deep and insightful or just trying to excuse my laziness? I can't decide

2009-03-31T21:33:00.002-04:00

So yeah, I've noticed a trend recently...
The entire world is obsessed with *doing* things.
Not the like *nudgenudgewinkwink* perverted things you morons.
Like, having some activity to keep them occupied.
Seriously, I was at a sleepover the other day, and everyone's like: guys, we gotta do something, let's do something, what are we going to do?
And sometimes everyone is having a great time just sitting around and talking and someone goes: let's do something!
And I'm like WTF we're having fun now...
Kinda bothers me... but then again I am really lazy.
It's not like I have an objection to activities or anything... but people! We do not need to exist in a constant state of motion! Take a break.. sit down. Seriously... sometime, just *sit*
Sitting can seriously be like really relaxing. I challenge you all to just... sit sometime. NOTHING else. Just sit, daydream, whatever. But we don't always have to do stuff!
I'm not like pissed, I just noticed this.
~Sarah

XD Get a load of this!

2009-03-20T20:32:00.001-04:00

Quizzes Girls Games

I guess it's my fault for taking the 'which president is your soulmate' quiz.
But still, MADISON? Really?
~Sarah

ominous music plays

2009-03-12T20:06:00.003-04:00

CHOIR FESTIVAL 2MORRO
WE IS SCREWED.
CUZ OF SCARY RUBRIC OF DOOOOOOM.

(Also: hoping to get to 100 posts by my 14th bday! *hopes*)

AAaaaaaannddd..... I'm over my old crush (I feel so freeeee!) =)

*chills*

I am so bored cuz we had no hwk 2day.....
not complaining tho lolz
~Sarah

2009-03-07T22:06:00.003-05:00

*hums to self*
Well if you give up, you get what you deserve

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
And I put my faith in you
So much faith and then you
Just threw it away...

Paramore says it all
~Sarah

OMG

2009-03-04T21:08:00.001-05:00

Quizzes Girls Games

woa... quiz got the rite answer!! o.O
XD
~Sarah

update

2009-02-25T17:01:00.000-05:00

Oh good lord
My little brother is getting a blog
And he's yelling already
>.<
~Sarah

Less emotastic

2009-02-23T19:30:00.004-05:00

Yeah titanic really screwed wi/ my mood but I am like, less of TEH EMO now so that's good! ^_^

But then again ZOMG MATH SEMESTER FINAL THIS WEEK I"M GONNA DIEEEEEEEEEE

OMG so today in SS we were talking to Mrs. Kregalka, b/c apparently we got an 'excellent' from Mr. Cook rating our behavior. So we are gonna bring in treats and stuff one of these days, and we suggested Friday.
But we had a test that day so she was iffy. THEN we told her that we had a test like every day this week and she felt sorry for us, so WE GOT THE TEST MOVED TO NEXT MONDAY =DDDDDDDDD Mrs. Kregalka totally LOVES our hour.

Lesseeee.....

Oh I was like 'spazchick' during lunch/gym today.. sorry guys idk what got into me...

ummm....
I got nothing

~Sarah

good grief!!!

2009-02-20T21:35:00.002-05:00

OMG I am watching the Titanic as we speak oh my GOD it is SO saddd...
I haven't finished but I know the end and WHY THE HECK DID I WATCH THIS MOVIEEEEE???

Ugh...

2009-02-11T17:21:00.002-05:00

Valentine's day is EVERYWHERE!!
(or if you prefer: reminding the singles of their loneliness day)
=P
harumph...
~Sarah

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

2009-02-05T17:47:00.002-05:00

OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!
So I was looking @ my cell phone this morning
And I had a voicemail, and i'm like... ok.
So I listen to it... and it's this random guy.
so he's like
"Hey sarah, you don't know me but *voice is cut off by static/yelling/ screaming torture victims?* So yeah, *more static/screams of victims* *message ends*

I looked at my missed calls, and the number was restricted.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
*flips*
~Sarah

is a nerd/you are running out of time!

2009-02-03T20:14:00.004-05:00

Ok, so I caught the tektek bug

more of an everyday

The dress was so cute I couldn't pass it up

DANG those things are addictive though! Geezums!

Also, dude, you only have 11 days left *sigh* *looses hope* *shrugs*
w/evs
~Sarah

The post of nerdliness!!!

2009-01-29T21:47:00.002-05:00

OMG I found this rlly awesome thing online but I have to wait until NOVEMBER!!!
*spaz*

So it's called NaNoWriMo
(National Novel Writing Month)
and the whole point is that, starting november 1-31, you write 50,000 words in a novel.
SO cool.
And I really really really wanna try it
1. Cuz I'm nerdly that way
2. Cuz I do love to write
3. Cuz I need to learn to follow thru wi/ writing n such

But don't get me wrong here. I still think LA is one of the most waste of time-ish classes eva. I'm not *that* big of a nerd.
I just like 2 write... so come November (=P to the not-nearness) don't look at me funny if I get all ANTISOCIAL...
as if *any* of us are gonna remember this tho XD
~The nerdly Sarah

insert expletive of your choice here

2009-01-20T17:35:00.000-05:00

FRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICKFRICK

ALL STATE IS SO FREAKING SOOON!!! I STILL SUCK AT THE MUSIC!!!! AAAHHHH CRAPPPPPP!!!!!!!
*goes nuts*

AHMUNNAFAAYULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

~Sarah

final countdown music plays

2009-01-14T07:02:00.002-05:00

Ok, dude.
It's January 14.
You have 1 month to dump your GF and fall for me before valentines day.
Get going.
<3,
~Sarah

Complete fangirldom

2009-01-12T17:34:00.001-05:00

*clears throat*

ZOMGSQUEEE!! TALYOR LAUTNER IN NEW MOOONNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! <3

ZOMG CREEPYNESS

2009-01-11T18:48:00.001-05:00

OMG so I was looking at my cell phone and someone with a restricted number called it. ZOMG. they didn't even leave a message! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! CREEPYDOM!!!!!!!!!!
~Sarah

STOLEN

2009-01-06T19:47:00.002-05:00

XD I stole this from a book... but it was awesome!
So HAHA!!!

So basically you say 6 things u wanna say 2 six different ppl... but I can't tell u who I'm saying it 2! *ish evil*
So here goes:
1. Get over yourself, god ur so obsessed
2. Stop being so freaking whiny! It's driving us all nuts! (not a friend of ours. Def. not XD)
3. OMG Y r u dating her? Hel-lo I am RIGHT EFFING HERE! Yeah! Over HERE!!
4. Pick a girl already, geezums. Ur messing wi/ everyone
5. Take a couple deep breaths n chillax, it'll b ok.
6. Don't worry hun.. u'll find a guy, u got time, k? It may seem bad now, but u can talk 2 meeee!

Hey ya kno? I have more than 6... I"ll keep going

7. God HE DUMPED U. YOU ARE only 13! Chill geez. Get over him already
8. U can b really mean sometimes, did u kno that?
9. Lol ILU spazzy ^_^ (I know it seems like they got lyk the only nice thing... but I have nothing obnoxious and whiny to say 2 them)
10. Wake up and smell an awaiting social life, hunny.
11. U also need to take a chill pill now n again...
12. LEAVE ME THE HECK ALONE WHY THE FRICK ARE U BOTHERING ME? (this is not to any of our friends, k?)
13. I hate you, die evil scum I am better than you and you know it. (Also not to one of our friends)
14. I'm glad we're talking again and I'm not as obnoxious as I was, cuz u rox!
15. U r my new stand parner. If u mess me up, I will impale u wi/ my endpin. (actually I may end up tellin him that... I'm so mean)
16. Stop flirting with him, cuz really, it's pathetic. It really is. (not one of our immediate friends)
17. Plz stop being all "I am TE EMO n U R NOT" kthnxbaiii
18. U r a sadistic witch wi/ an OOMPA LOOMPA TAN. (XD I think u should figure out who this is)
19. If you wouldn't antagonize him, he wouldn't beat u 2 an EFFING PULP. (XD not one of u guyz doy)
20. A message to all y'all so u don't totally keel me.
ILU all u guyz, tay? This is just some of the stuff I would tell you if I wasn't worried about keeping u. And if u guess who it is I'm not sayin if ur right (unless for like, 18 or somethin similar) cuz it could b rly embarrassing and BADDDDD. K? ^_^
(please don't kill me)

Actually, u guys should try it! It's kinda fun!
~Sarah

Can't sleep. Clowns will eat me.

2008-12-31T02:23:00.002-05:00

Well, not really.
But it is 2 am... I just couldn't sleep. I don't really think there's a psycho clown living in my closet... o wow. I just freaked myself out.

Oh, lol, this was funni.
We (mom and the bros and I) went to the mall a couple days ago to spend all the gift cards we accumulated. So my littlest brother was dragging us around Dick's for like, half an hour. But I was over looking at some pillow display or some random crap like that, and there's this lady sitting with her son. So she randomly says to you "where'd you get your hoodie?" So I'm thinking WTF stranger danger, but i say "oh, at younkers" (it was my awesome one with the peanuts characters on it) and she asks "how long ago was it?" so I tell her (it was around the beginning of the school year, so it probably wasn't there anymore.) THEN she asks me "are you a big peanuts fan?" and I'm thinking, why the heck do you wanna know? but I say "Yeah, I guess." So she says to me "He's a big peanuts fan too," and points too her son. Then it clicks. At least, I have my theory. Basically, I think this lady was trying to hook me up with her son.
The poor, poor child.
So I gave him a 'Jim' look, and just walk away.

Then I cracked up.

O, a Jim look (like, from The Office) looks something like this: (stop it at 30 seconds, it's pretty close)

lesse... oh, there are my various Frozen Fun stories...

#######NUMBER ONE##########
so we decided to go sledding a while back, right?
So we go to Hiawatha, we run around, chillax, sled, laugh at the silly sled called the 'Ziffywhomper' (I know. I know) And, since I don't have snowpants, my jeans are: covered with snow. Frozen. Melt. And freeze again. So by the end of this, I'm wet, and I'm cold. And I'm cranky, because I'm wet and cold.

So since we were all wet and cold and cranky, we decide to go to Ryan's house, because it's close. We walk there, and Ryan's mom is like, nice to the obsessively pushy. So I am niced into borrowing a pair of sweatpants, because, well, my jeans are frozen solid. So I'm changing into sweatpants that aren't mine, and I get a call from my mom. *rolls eyes* perfect timing, of course. I think she was a little pissed at me, too.

But in the end, I get home, take a shower, and change into my OWN sweatpants. Now the only awkwardness will be returning a pair of pants to Ryan when school starts again. Whoo boy.

and since, otherwise this post will be obnoxiously long, i will save the next frozen fun story for next time.
~Sarah

Well.. umm... whatever

2008-12-27T19:53:00.002-05:00

So my last post was just accumulating too many comments, it was bothering me.

I<3 Jasper is Emily. Feel free to thwack her for me.

I got some pretty cool christmas presents. (A digital camera of awesomeness and various less awesome stuff)

And I have been SO BORED lately. I need to like, DO something besides listen to george carlin on my mom's iphone. Geez.

Yeah, other than that, absolutely nothing interesting at all has happened. I'm not kidding. NOTHING.

HELP MEEE!!!
~Sarah

Only in my family.. rolls eyes

2008-12-20T21:11:00.002-05:00

Ok, so I just got back from helping my grandparents decorate their christmas tree. Of course, it was way stressful, and kinda (very) boring, but a few amusing things happened...

~We somehow got into a discussion about shanking because of this TV show, and we were talking about how you could shank someone with a christmas ornament hook for a nice holiday touch.
Then my uncle goes: "Shank you very much" (like thank you)
~My GRANDMOTHER was like: We ran out of ornament hooks, and I go: we need hookers! My aunt cracked up.
~Glass balls. Just think about it.

Again, only in my family.

Aaaaand, on a totally unrelated, way more teenager-y note...
EDDIE AND JAMIE BROKE UP OHMYGEE!!!!!

I'm not kidding. Both of them confirmed it. It's just like O.O

~Sarah

I'm gonna rant for a bit

2008-12-17T17:34:00.002-05:00

Ok, this is gonna make me feel like a total meaniekinz. But I won't say anyones name, and NO ONE should feel guilty *coughcoughOTHERSARAHcoughcough*

So yeah. ON WITH THE RANT!!!!

Good grief!! She's latched onto me like some algae onto a freakin rock!! Follows me around: blahblahblah. I'm talking to someone else: blahblahblah. It's like: GAH!! Lemme freakin BREATHE people!

And then, like, I'll be talking to someone, and someone else will just start talking to me. Or they'll go "Sarah.. Hey, Sarah? Hello?? Sarah?" And I'm like: GOOD GOD!! I'm talking to someone else!!! Geepers people. I'm getting whiplash from trying to look in 2 directions at once. I can't hear you or understand you when I'm trying to listen to someone else. And like, 80% of the time, someone will come talk to me when I'm trying to talk to my crush and I will just be thinking: GO AWAY.

And then, it always feels like I'm in a mood completely contrary to EVERYONE else. Like, I'm perfectly happy, and every one of us is ready to slit their writs. Then, later on in the week, I'm like, totally depressed or tired, and everyones all like: HYPERRRRR.

Plus, I'm the one everyone goes to when they have a problem. I don't mind, I like it, don't stop or feel guilty or anything, but then when I get sad, who the heck do I talk to? Cuz most people don't really care, or it just boomerangs back to talking about them. And if anyone suggests talking to my parents in the comments, I will bludgeon you to death with a snow shovel. Cause really. AS. IF.

Wow, I'm running out of things to rant about... OH!! Mrs. Filipiak and her tendancy to not realize that everyone in our math class is totally lost and freaked out. Geez woman! WE CAN NOT UNDERSTAND YOU. YOU SOUND LIKE YOU ARE SPEAKING LATIN. EXPLAIN WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT OR WE WILL ALL FAIL. Or, next year, we will still be lost and then we get to learn even more stuff we don't get.

ok, rant done. On a completely unrelated, much more cheerful note, my brother just got a phone call from a girlllll... oh lala <3 ;-)
~Sarah

Geezums

2008-12-14T18:17:00.002-05:00

Well this has been an interesting week.
I managed to somehow escape the sea of emoness that drowned everyone else. I actually had a pretty freakin good week! =D

Well, it would have been better if everyone else wasn't drowning in a sea of emoness... but still. =D

Our orchestra concert was.... **coughcoughHORRIBLEcoughcough** interesting. like it said on viv's blog, we spent most of the time looking at cute guys, which wasn't that bad. But still, kinda boring after a while. And we messed up really bad on one song. And the people behind us would not SHUT UP my god. And Chippewa was pretty... not to be mean, but, yeah, they weren't that fantastic. But it's not their fault. (Have you SEEN Mrs. Hamel?)

Umm, i have my awesome outfit for the winter wonderland... (most of you already know this and the rest don't care)

DBE's are horrible, and I'm probably failing science (and math, and honestly, I've forgotten to turn in like, 3 practice cards)

Oh, lunch was good on friday *grins* except I do need that ice pack back...

CHRISTMAS IS SOOOON!!!!!!
~Sarah

Be prepared.. I'm posting for no apparent reason

2008-12-08T21:10:00.002-05:00

So yeah, since the last disaster, nothing much has happened. But I"m uber bored, so.. I'M POSTING!! YAAAY!!!=D

Oh, so you know the memoir thing in LA? I'm doing Things I learned the Hard way. I've told most of you this, but I don't care!

I still have no idea what solo to do for extravaganza. (and if anyone knows where to get sheet music for: I wish I may from Witches of Eastwick, let me know) Any suggestions?

It was vivan's birthday on sunday... I'm sure she's informed you of that.

Oh, we started going on Club Penguin again. lol, it's so stupid... yet so addictive. O.O
I just want to become a ninja on this new game they have. (essentially, it's rock, paper, scissors)

OMG the ACT explore crap!!
(ACT= Another Crappy Test)
Yeah, career testing. Oh joy. XD When my dad took his career test (He's a doctor now) He got: Priest, Undertaker and Rodeo clown. I don't think those things are very accurate. Not to mention, we get to spend quality time with Mr. Cornfield. Oh joy. If he says the words chemical dependancy, I will have to shoot myself. Then the janitor will have to mop Mrs. Filipiak's carpet, and they don't want that.

My whole family is uber busy this week. Cuz tomorrow my brother has his 5th grade strings concert (joy) on Wednesday I have a choir concert, on Thursday I have an orchestra concert, and on Friday they're going to some thing for dad's work. I think mom's head is gonna explode. Not kidding.

Wow, I'm rambling worse than Vivian. (sorry viv. You know it's true) Well it's probably because I ran out of things to talk about before I even started the post. It's my own fault.

Oh, anyone willing to go to the mall with me sometime? I need an outfit for the Winter Wonderland.
~Sarah

Are you freakin' kidding me?

2008-11-25T16:53:00.002-05:00

So I have a facebook, right?
And so does my crush..
So it was when his relationship status changed on facebook the first time that I figured out he and his girlfriend had broken up.

And do you know, what happened today? Well, a while ago actually.

HE'S DATING SOMEONE ELSE!

And I thought I was in a bad mood this morning... hah.
(Andy, if you haven't figured out who it is by now, you are really stupid)
=(
~Sarah

I need you!...

2008-11-11T21:59:00.004-05:00

because I am incapable of making a decision for myself!
Disregard this if you don't know me/ haven't seen Phantom of the Opera.

But for those of you who fit under both categories, or if you've heard the song in question, I need your advice:

Should I do 'think of me' for extravaganza?
I can't decide...
HELF!!

~Sarah

****EDIT****
ok, since like, no one has seen this, here is a link. I wouldn't do the little opera scale thing. That would be stupid

Social studies essay # one billion seventy four

2008-11-05T20:23:00.002-05:00

Oh god. Our social studies teacher (I love her to death, but this bugs me) has assigned us an essay a week on CDV's and all that crap. I have a very strict system to work on them: I leave them until 9 oclock PM the night before they're due, and do them in 1/2 an hour. And you know what the kicker is? I've aced all of them. I got extra credit on one. I have no work ethic, cuz I don't need one.

So yeah, everything has been kicking into high gear. We're in the final 2 weeks of rehearsal of our play, so that's one thing. Then we have a choir concert next week. I had all state auditions last weekend. Solo and ensemble is next weekend. I'm in advanced math. I. Am. Going. Crazy. =D wanna come?

oh yeah. we had yesterday off cuz of elections (BTW: OBAMA WON!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!) so my friends and I went 2 the mall. We had so much funn. I didn't actually buy anything that wasn't food, but still. We went to DEB and tried on dresses. And SHOESS. Wow, I sound so preppy. Ok, change the subject.

Or just stop the blog.
Yeah, that sounds right.
~Sarah

I will figure this out!!

2008-11-02T17:37:00.003-05:00

Ok, if anyone knows who I <3 Jasper is, Please step forward. If not, I think I may go crazy. And if I <3 jasper makes another smart ass remark in my comments, I will thwack him/her/it. Kapeesh? Ok, that was a public service announcement.

Now, onto my normal blathering.

I LOVE THAT NEW SONG BY TAYLOR SWIFT!!!!

Not only is the guy in the video hot, but the song is SO sweet. I've listened too it way too many times... but it never dies. It sems like there has been a lot of love songs coming out recently. Over the summer and such, there were only breakup songs and depressing crap like that. But now there are all these "I love you soooo muuuch" songs. Like Love Bug. I know. It's the Jonas Brothers. A small part of me died when I bought it off of Itunes. But I did anyways!! Then there's that one called I'm yours. And even the perverted rap songs have been getting more cheerful. Odd. But I'm not complaining. I can't listen to depressing music without getting all depressed.

Oh, that reminds me. I would like to give out an award to a band for writing the most emo song on earth. Not screamo, though. Just listen to it...

So congratulations to Simple Plan, for writing the most depressing song EVER!! =D
~Sarah

Shennanigans and goings-on.

2008-10-12T17:06:00.003-04:00

Heh heh heh.... yeah.
Haven't posted in foreeeeveeer. My bad =D. So yeah. 8th grade, homework overload, play.

We'll start at the beginning. 8th grade. 'S been fun! Totally my favorite year so far. I am an 'all mighty 8th grader'. 6th graders tremble in my wake!!! I'm no longer socially ummm, retarded. And my crush has broken up with his girlfriend. (sure, it kinda makes him look like a jerk, but it's my parade! Don't rain on it! =P

Homework overload. yeah. Pretty much speaks for itself. I'm in an advanced math class, and OMG. Our textbooks are so heavy, I'm probably going to have some seriously bad shoulder problems later on. Somehow, I don't think our teacher really cares....

And the play!!! I GET TO TALK!!!! Geez, I sound like a loser. One of my friends (she gets on my nerves sometimes, but w/e) got the lead!! And I get a supporting role. =P But still, it's fun. I get to be a pirate!!! Arrrgh P-)

So yeah. With all of those, there's not a lot of free time left for blogging. *sheepish grin*
forgive me?
~Sarah

Marcus needs a hug! =(

2008-09-12T20:38:00.003-04:00

(this is copied from Stephenie Meyer's site)

What happened to Marcus's wife?

Once upon a time, a fairly young vampire (he had only been a vampire for a decade and a half) named Aro changed his young sister Didyme, who had just reached adulthood, into a vampire in order to add her to his growing coven. Aro always wanted power, and because he himself had a potent mind-reading gift, he hoped his biological sister would also be gifted in a way that would help him rise in the vampire world. It turned out that Didyme did have a gift; she carried with her an aura of happiness that affected everyone who came near her. Though it wasn't exactly what he had hoped for, Aro pondered the best ways he could use this gift. Meanwhile, Aro's most trusted partner, Marcus, fell in love with Didyme. This was not unusual; given the way she made people feel, lots of people fell in love with Didyme. The difference was that this time, Didyme fell in love herself. The two of them were tremendously happy. So happy, in fact that, after a while, they no longer cared that much about Aro's plans for domination. After a few centuries, Didyme and Marcus discussed going their own way. Of course, Aro was well aware of their intentions. He was not happy about it, but he pretended to give his blessing. Then he waited for an opportunity to act, and when he knew he would never be found out, he murdered his sister. After all, Marcus's gift was much more useful to him than hers had been. This is not to say that Aro did not truly love his sister; it's just that a key part of his personality is the ability to destroy even what he loves in order to further his ambitions. Marcus never found out that Aro was responsible for Didyme's death. He became an empty man. Aro used Chelsea's gift to keep Marcus loyal to the Volturi, though not even Chelsea's gift could make Marcus show any enthusiasm for it.

Isn't that SAD?? Aro's a jerk. And Marcus totally deserves a hug. I don't care if he's fictional.
*hugs marcus*
I was just feeling kinda random. w/e
~Sarah

Kinda wish my name was juliet...

2008-08-31T13:19:00.002-04:00

I love this vid....

and this vid... isn't the good one, but the good one couldn't be embedded. *glares at Youtube user*

Man, I've been posting too many videos. Oh well. *shrug* You people are just gonna have 2 deal with it. HAH!

The many awesome songs I listen too all the time.

2008-08-25T02:19:00.003-04:00

And I'm gonna show some of them to you! I <3 youtube!!!

First up on my list is "Honey" by The Hush Sound

Next is "Fall for you" by Secondhand Serenade. This song can get me to tear up at any given moment. The video...

"Skyway Avenue" by We The Kings. I ADORE this video. And the song. And the band. And other songs by the band.

Teehee. Posting vids is fuuun!! It's not like you people care. But I'm having fun! Moremoremore!!

OOh! Here's a good one. It's called "hate (I really don't like you)" It's actually good. 'S by the Plain White T's

You've probably heard this one, so I'll just mention this one. Hey there delilah. It's just so.... <3

Second to last, I promise!! "crushcrushcrush" by Paramore.

And fiiiiiinally. A completely different style of song, and style of video. This one's sad.
"Handlebars" by Flobot
Waaait. Hold the phone. The good video doesn't have the code to embed. So just like search it or something.

So those are a smattering of my 23 fave music videos on Youtube. =D
.... like you all care.
~Sarah

Back from camp

2008-08-20T11:55:00.002-04:00

As the title says.....
I HAVE RETURNED FROM MY LONG, ARDUOUS VOYAGE! NOW WE CAN ALL CELEBRATE!

FETCH THE SILLY STRING!!!!

XD not really. Some girl in my cabin had silly string. Not kidding. It was fun.
Oh, and have I mentioned my theory that our hormones are like, magnified times a billion when we go to camp?
Well, now I have.
And quite honestly, it's very true.
This past almost two weeks, someone (I won't mention names, to be nice) just grated on my every nerve....
as a matter of fact, she still is! *twitch*
I became sad for all of like, an hour as per previous request.
And in general, hormones exploded like pop snaps. I think I'm the only one that didn't drown in a sea of raging hormones.

Aside from that camp was fun.
I slid headfirst out of bed, was slammed into a tree, tripped over many assorted tree stumps, and was nearly poisoned by the crappy sulfur water. x_x
You may think I'm exaggerating. I'm not. That stuff is RANK.

However, some good stuff happened as well. I was in the concert orchestra!, 2nd chair. =D 2nd best of the 2nd best! w00t!
Our conductor was awesome, and our music rocked! We didn't play it in the final concert, but we had stuff like 'seasons of Love' from RENT, and a couple from Les Miserables, aaaaaaaaaaand the Sorcerer's Apprentice. You know, mickey mouse, dancing brooms, fantasia? That one.

That one was REALLY HARD. It was conducted in one.
Which was a pain in the rumpus.
But w/e. I'll post more about camp.... eventually.
~sarah

OH MY GEE

2008-07-30T22:57:00.002-04:00

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!! Something fantastic just happened in Sarah-land! So most of you have probably heard me complain about missing the Breaking Dawn release because of going up north?
Weeellllll.....
I'm sort of being 'adopted' like a lost puppy by Michaela and Emily for four days.
SO I GET BREAKING DAWN ON TIME!!
Not only that, it'll be like having a sister, only I get to leave before she's annoying =D!
SO fun.
Happiness. It exists.
~Sarah

Guess who changed her display name and also has some bug bites on her back that look like a fish?

2008-07-07T21:36:00.002-04:00

ME!!! So yeah, I got so sick of myself being called sweetness. So now I'm supergirl. I hate the usernames I give myself when I'm bored and unimaginative. They are really kind of pathetic. So now I have a slightly better one. I will probably change it again later on though... just to keep you all on your toes. }=) <- that's a devil smiley in case u didn't know. MUAHAHAHAHA

And yes, I really honestly and truly have some mosquito bites that look like a fish on my lower back. I just spent like 4 days on the beach, and at nighttime on the beach, mosquitos are evil little demon.... things. I really really really hate mosquitoes. I can't even put into words how much I wish every single mosquito on earth would die slowly and painfully, and I could watch. that would feel really good. However fun mosquito is to type, I still wish they would all die.

Yeah, so coming back from the beach was ok. 5 hour car trip with my spazzazoid little brothers isn't exactly my idea of fun, but it's not so bad once they shut up. Still, after sitting still for 5 hours, I feel like running a triathalon. I'm like vibrating in my seat. (not really. that would be weird... pfft)

so yeah, that's all. Just trying to keep this blog alive.
~Sarah

The new-yorky new york

2008-06-29T22:28:00.002-04:00

You may think that all new york is alike. Well, you're wrong. The cliched, light up moving signs you see in every movie, aren't everywhere. Untill today, I had been seeing the not quite so cliched new york. But when I went to see a show today, on Broadway (the actual street) you see all the awesome lights.

So the show we saw was called Chorus Line. It was really, really, good. It was about a big group of people auditioning for a part in the chorus line (no duh) of a broadway show. There was a bit of swearing (ok, a lot) but I don't really care. It was really flipping hilarious. If you ever want to see a good show...

But anyways, Broadway is really cool. There are light up signs and lots of cool stores. And get this. There is a hugemungo MnM store and a gigantic Hershey store.... across the street from eachother!!! It was total heavan. *sighs dreamily*

Sadly, tomorrow, not only do I have to get my rumpus out of bed at 6 AM, we are leaving NYC. I will have to kiss the city goodbye (except it's really dirty, otherwise I would literally do that) It's been really fun, but I wish I could have had more time. Ah well, I can always come back!
~Sarah

Coming to you live from NYC...

2008-06-28T15:44:00.002-04:00

ME!! Yes, friends, i am in the big apple. The city that never sleeps. I'm running out of cliched names for New York. It's really cool. All the buildings are like super tall, and there are like a million and three stores on every street. I've seen the statue of liberty, and the empire state building (from a distance) I've been shopping (got some SUPER cute shirts) and out to eat. Let me tell you, they have the BEST food here. Go to a deli if you come here. Just do it! Trust me, the deli food is deeelicious.

I revised my dream to get an I <3>

So when I saw the statue, I actually didn't go up to it. I saw it when we took this boat tour around Manhattan Island. I saw some pretty dang weird things floating in the water too. Everything from pieces of wood to a basketball to a blue hard hat. No bodies in the Hudson, though. Maybe next time.

I also formulated some tips for the new New Yorker:
*Traffic 'laws' are more like guidelines. If the crosswalk says stop, and no cars are coming, it's ok to cross.
*There is some restraunt for everyone, and some food in each restraunt for everyone. Don't turn your snozz up at anything.
*If you don't want to spend a small fortune on tickets to see a show, use the TKTS booth. It's like, half price.
*Museums have funny names. Such as the Geugenheim. lol!

That's all I have for now, more will surely come.
~Sarah

Oh my god

2008-06-17T19:36:00.001-04:00

Look at this!! If you don't get it, think of the song 'low'

Isn't it awesome!!!!
~Sarah

Funfunfun (or, I haven't posted in forever)

2008-06-09T21:22:00.002-04:00

The title says it all. It has been an aeon or so since i have posted. Sorry! I have been busy *coughs and tries to look convincing* Or not... so yeah, today was freakin awesome. We went to a water park instead of the whole school crap. It was SO MUCH FUN!! My awesome group of friends and I had way more fun than all the stupid preps who didn't even get wet. We played around in this 'splash pad' that I swear was designed for three year olds. So of course we had a blast. We went down the water slides 7 billion times (we helped Other Sarah at school conquer her fear of slides) had ice cream, had a splash war, played under a sort of 'water fall', got yelled at by a lifeguard, the works.
So it totally figures I have a horrible sunburn right now. So I will probably get skin cancer and die. *is sad* I love you all! But you can't have my stuff! OMG I should make up a will for when I die of skin cancer> *Clears throat*
So I would like to give:
My little brothers can split the money in my purse. My youngest brother can have my stuffed animals. My oldest can have my guinea pig. It feels like I should give them something else, so.... umm, they can fight over my collection of shiny things.
My parents can have the money in my bank account. Give it to charity or something. I don't care, I'm dead. They can also have all the art I did as a kid. Only they would want it.
Give my cell phone to Michaela, because she doesn't have one. Erin can have my Ipod. With the Jesse McCartney song. (Inside joke) All my friends that come to my funeral can fight over my jewlery. Except: My awesome emerald necklace should go back to my aunt, and I want to keep that pearl necklace on me when I am buried. Anyone who wants them can have my books. However: Give my Twilight/New Moon/Eclipse set to Vivian. Lessee, what else do I have. Oh, most of my clothes can go to charity. If anyone of my friends wants an article of clothing (aside from underwear, that would just be too weird) can have it.
Crapit, I forgot most of my relatives. Let's think for a second here... My cousin Sam can have my cello, music, etc. My grandparents can take anything they want from what I haven't SPECIFIED other people should have. Same with all my other relatives.
Yadayadayada, legal crap.
Sarah (my middle name) (My last name)
That was kind of fun. I hope none of you took that seriously. It was more of a joke. But if I do suddenly die or something, this is how to divvy up all my stuff. Lol.
~Sarah

Deja Vu all over again

2008-05-27T21:30:00.002-04:00

Speaking of Deja vu! It's nearing Blue Lake time again! Fourth session owns! Like, every single person @ school is going fourth session. Exept other Sarah. Yes, there are two of us. Since today was 'poke Sarah (me) day', tomorrow is 'Poke other sarah day.' So anyways. Another person is going fourth session. My crush. (You CAN figure it out, Andy!) Have I said that there is a dance at Blue Lake? It's "Sarah goes on a delusional rampage" time!! This is where my imagination takes over, and I end up in LaLa land. This is usually followed by a teacher calling on me. However, if I blogged during that time, they would resemble someone blogging while on crack. So I will avoid BUI or Blogging Under Imagination. Later Gaters!
~Sarah

Good news everyone!!

2008-05-25T20:45:00.002-04:00

Those of you who remember the formative posts of my blog will recall that there were about six hundred billion posts relating to harry potter. Well, now that the series are over, I was sort of floundering for a new obsession. But man oh man did I find it. I found it in Twilight. Twilight is basically a series of romance novels. The order is: Twilight, then New Moon, and finally Eclipse. The fourth in the series, Breaking Dawn, comes out this summer. August 2, to be accurate. And I can NOT wait that long!!! Also, after reading Twilight, I am always a little dissapointed if books have no romance plot. And you can blame Michaela for this addiction. Trust me, I am at the point where I can't read anything else!! So yeah, my new obsession has been formed. Be prepared. And very, very afraid.
~Sarah

IT"S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

2008-05-19T17:32:00.002-04:00

yes, today is the day i turn.... 13!!! I can have an official teenager sulk now! Oh yeah! Except all you people forgot to decorate me locker. (but let me tell you, you all made it up in ecards, I've gotten like 12 billion) Yeah, i went to see my old elementary school to pick up my lil' bros, and my
third grade teacher: 13 is old enough to have a boyfriend
my MOTHER goes: And I even know who!
me: mom, you don't know who I like, I changed my mind
Mom: I found out.
Me: did you find my diary?
Mom: No, I read ur blog
Me (silently): Screams of anguish. My mom figured out who I liked. AGAIN!!!! Which means you too, andy, will eventually get it. The hint that got my mom was: Math class. Good luck andy, everyone else knows!

passes out

2008-05-16T20:05:00.002-04:00

So...tired...can....barely...hit....keyboard....
but I am doing it anyways!! Haha! So today on the bus (preeti will vouch for this) I was a total SPAZZOID. Right after Social Studies I turned into this big ball of hyper. And it carried through gym. Even though we ran the mile. UUUUUUUCKK. However, I got a really good time!! 7:02, sweet! I am trying for a six something, but I doubt it's gonna happen. =P so after being a total spazz, I am almost catatonic now. I seriously could NOT move after a while lying on my couch. So yeah, all in all, today was WEIRD. But some good things happened! I got like a whole free hour in Science, and I was temporarily relocated back to first chair in our cello section of awesomeness. However, that kid I don't like will still get the solo, and he STILL plays it out of tune, and it will drive me CRAZY. *phew* now that my rant is over, I'm sort of out of things to talk about...
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
ummmumumumumumum....
I got nothing.
Bye!
~Sarah

The ultimate standard in geekiness

2008-05-11T23:14:00.002-04:00

So you know it was mother's day today, right? So yesterday at like 5 o'clock, my dad takes my brothers and my sweet self to the mall to buy cards (my dad procrastinates as much as i do) for my mom, my grandma who lives here, and my other grandma that does NOT, so I am shunted to the basement again. (Which is why I am posting @ 11 pm, otherwise I would be in bed. The one problem is school tomorrow. X) So, we were buying cards, and you know how hallmark has those ones that play music? Well I was listening to one, and the music was really catchy, so I start dancing. In the hallmark store. At the mall. A few seconds later I have an 'I'm such a retard' moment, and I just go OMG I am DANCING to a HALLMARK CARD.

I am SO COOL.
(haha andy, not telling you who I like. =P)
~Sarah

So...MAD!!

2008-05-06T21:21:00.002-04:00

AAAAAAAAARGGGGGH!!
Note: this is a different kind of mad than a few posts back where I griped about losing a solo and my crush moving away... =,(
This is more of a righteous anger. So I am really ticked off at my mom. Want to know why? Read on. (Story time!!)
On our big old computer, my 2 bros. share an account. My mom has an account and my dad has an account. Apparently, I am a 'managed' account. I did not know this before. With the password my 'rents had created for me before, my little bros hacked into it, so I changed it. It was nice, having my own little space where I could do whatever. So NOW my mom comes waltzing in:
"Sarah, I changed your password back and basically snooped through all your computer files. Now you can't change your password without me babying you." This is not a direcct quote, by the way. This is what is up now. I was SO MAD. NOW my little brothers AND my parents have access to my computer account. I do not like this at all. I value my privacy. I love it with my door locked. And now I have no more control. My mom could be reading this right now. If so, a message to my mother:
* * *
Mom, your'e usually pretty cool. You aren't neurotic, or overprotective, and you don't live through me. But why do you have to do this? When you looked through my files and such, did you find any reason at ALL not to trust me? Is this just a 'my kid is a teenager and now I give them no trust' thing? If so, that is really screwed up. I haven't posed in pornography pictures, I haven't met strange 17 year olds I met online in real life, nothing like that at all! So why can't I have a bit of privacy?
Signed,
your more than agitated daughter,
Sarah

So what do you all think of this, faithful readers?
~Sarah

Some not so interesting facts about moi

2008-05-05T19:44:00.003-04:00

So here are a few:
-according to a chain mail I am 25% girly
-32% Geek

- I can take on 23 5 year olds in a fight
- I have won a 25% art scholarship before
- I have written some crappy poetry
- My handwriting is generally illegible. My brain moves faster than my pencil. At least, that's MY excuse
- I have gotten 11% on a math test.
- I own a guinea pig
- I have two evil younger siblings. Most of you know this.
- I love playing my cello, hate sitting through concerts. Show me a musical/play however, I'm your girl. I guess with concerts, I would rather play than watch.
- SOCCER!! I love soccer. However, this year our team sux. No offense guys, but, we do.
Well I have bored you long enough. Byeez.
~Sarah

Sweetness on a stick

2008-05-02T17:07:00.002-04:00

Lol, just realized sweetness is my UN. But the real awesome thing is the Schweet new song I have!! Hooray! It's called 'paralyzer' by finger eleven. Vivian hates this song. But I LOVE it.
I will sing along when I check my blog for comments.
Which you people should add more *coughs obviously hinting at SOMETHING*
So instructions for putting a song in are curtesy of ANDY who only caved at the threat of harm. THANKS ANDY!!!!!
Enjoy the music!

Ignorant, deaf people with hearing aids, row Z please!

2008-04-28T17:55:00.002-04:00

Exellent musicians, right up front! You may be wondering what the heck I'm talking about. I wouldn't blame you at all. Well, in order to REALLY get it, you have to be a musician. If you aren't a musician, here's a brief background:
Sooooooooooooo000000o, if you are a musician, you are always told to play/sing/talk louder 'so the old lady with the hearing aid in row Z can hear the dynamic change/vibrato/consonants'. So the idiotic old grandmothers are always placed way back there, are they? And everyone who can tell are so close to you, just for pressure.
Wich seems sort of dumb to me.
I have been 'gimp of the day' for two days straight now. I keep finding moronic ways to accidentally injure myself! So, yesterday I was making noodles, and I was straining them. The steam from the hot water gave me a blister on my arm! Hurt like a crap, too. So TODAY at lunch, I was outside on our school's courtyard, and my friend comes up: "Sarah, guess what?"
"What?"
"You're it!" and she tagged me and ran off. I chased after her and lost my shoe. (A rubber flip-flop) I didn't notice anything, I just thought my foot hurt a bit. My shoe was returned, and I was sitting on a bench, and look at my foot and go "OH MY GOD!" There was like, a pool of blood on my foot! So I have burned myself with noodle steam, and stepped on a rock.
Am I an idiot or what?
~Sarah

And the earth is still going round and round...

2008-04-24T17:24:00.003-04:00

Well do you have deja vu yet? It's talent show time again. It's been like a year since I started this blog. We've had ups and downs and pychopathic moments. But let's take a trip down memory lane...

From First post EVER!
And here is my Wonderful Idea Of The Day (all in caps, it's that important) If we jacked up gas prices to ridiculous amounts, then, there would be fewer greenhouse gas emissions, and skinnier people, because no body would drive!!! It would solve all our proablems!!!

Probably dumbest post ever:
We have field trips for these 2 consecutive fridays, so we only have, lets see, about, like, 8-10 days of school left. BOOYA!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and congratulate me, my birthday waaaaaaaaas, ummmmmmm, 10 days ago. wootwoot. Yeah, its aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllll good. Later gater!!!

Most Obsessive post:
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP

I grow up a little:
Well, now I will actually tell you about camp. The raging horomones were mostly not mine. It was a fine arts camp, and a lot of my friends were in my cabin (11 girls in all) Well to kick start things, there was always a dance at the end of each session. A friend of mine was going to ask someone out (she says he was cute), and then he told her he was gay. All in all, she was really hyper one day, than still hyper, but really embaressed the next. Another girl in our cabin (I didn't know her bfore, but she was nice) actually got a date. He was pretty cute (Hey, I'm not blind) and they k-i-s-s-e-d. (Hooooooooray. More horomones) One girl got a date, who dumped her. Another girl got a date, who also went with 2 other girls (she knew, and didn't mind, but still) I of course, being the lamo I am, didn't get a date. I did, however, become depressed and gothic for all of......... an hour. That is all my part in the raging horomones for the week. I emerged virtually unscathed, if a little embarassed. Also, the friend who was gonna ask out a gay guy, was also asked out by someone from our school. So we made her talk to him. That didn't go so well, bcuz she wanted to go as friends, and he wanted to go as more than friends, and it was really confusing, so I left. Naturally, she was more than a little ticked off at me, so she found me, and started yelling at me. So, being the smart person that I am, I found the guy who asked her out, and used him as a shield, because I knew she would go nowhere near him. Other than dealing with various ppl trying 2 hook us up, (Including his sister ((what the heck??))) it was pretty fun. I got to witness him ask out another girl, (who deserved it way more than my friend, no offense to her, but the girl actually WANTED him to ask her out.) I also got to call my friend pseudo-psychologically depressed, which, if big words confuse you, means that deep, deep down, she is sad that the guy didn't still like her. So, all in all, camp was fun.
(I just realized that this is my longest post ever. GO ME!!)
l8r g8rs,
Sweetness

My saddest post for me anyways:
In math class I sit next to the guy I have a crush on. It is really nice. So you KNOW today was april fool's day. And he goes: Good news for you, Sarah! And I am like: Yeah? while thinking: Are you going to say you like me? And HE goes: My mom is going on a sabbatical for SIX MONTHS and I will be gone. On the inside I am clawing my eyes out, but on the outside I am fairly calm. Then another girl who sits by us goes: April Fool, right? and I think: Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease and he says: Nope, dead serious. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!

Hey, you know what? The same guy who asked out my friend last year is the one who is leaving. *is still mad about that*
So that was a cool recap into my blogging history. It's been a great year. Bye!
~Sarah

Should I be flattered?

2008-04-20T20:03:00.004-04:00

My friend found a website where blogs are rated like movies are. My blog is rated R! Not kidding! I don't post pornography and I don't talk about anything that bad. So why the crap am I rated R???? Makes no sense, and I think the way they rated it was very flawed.
On a completely random tangent, I was taking a quiz on a website. It was 'how original are you REALLY'. So it said I was an originality poser or something. It was like 'you try very hard to be outside the norm. You would NEVER be caught doing anything mainstream' and so on. Am I really that bad? I wish I wasn't. I'm not a sheep, but I am not a determined always different sort of person. That makes me sound kind of pathetic!
Oh, I have a couple good quotes for you guys. Hold on, lemme go get them, they're upstairs.
*~short intermission~*
Ok, I'm back. Here they are...
"It's all in the name of being a good American. Life either makes no sense or is boring as hell."
~Tyler Ping, in Streams of Babel by Carol Plum-Ucci, p. 346,
and
"I realized that Edward was really, truly here with me and I was wasting time being an idiot."
~Bella Swan, in New Moon by Stephenie Meyer, p.503

Both of these are awesome books. Streams of Babel is about terrorists infecting the water with a deadly germ on one suburbian street. Meanwhile two kids are being internet spies, and trying to figure it out.
New Moon is the sequel to Twilight (Which I have ranted about before.) I can't summerize it without giving WAY too much away, so I won't.

There was also a great chapter in a fanfiction that went- I think I have A.D.-oh look, a bird! (they were going to say A.D.D, which is Attention Defecit Disorder if anyone didn't know that) I cracked up. So I am totally running out of things to say, so I am signing out!
~Sarah

I wonder: why am I posting?

2008-04-09T21:25:00.003-04:00

Title says it all. I don't have much to say, I am just posting because I felt like it. So what to talk about? Usually my posts take care of themselves. Did you know I plan my posts during the school day? If I have something interesting to say, I will think about it all day, and revise it and such, and then type it up on here. Sometimes they expand onto other topics, too. Hey, I should put up more of my story! So here it goes. If you don't remember where we left off (I couldn't either) just go back to previous posts.

Okay, the first time I met Jeff, he scared the living shit out of me. But it was all his fault. I had just made my little box castle, and settled in with a book light (another “gift” from my family) to read Jane Eyre, my favorite book in the world (why else would I choose England?) when he appeared at the entrance to my little fort, and greeted me with a
“Who the hell are you?”
I sat up so fast I cracked my head on the crate above me. And I started hollering and blindly ran at and attacked my mysterious visitor, not bothering to notice their relative height, size, appearance, gender, and/or species.
“OH MY GOD GIVE ME SOME STUPID WARNING. THAT HURT LIKE A CRAP YOU MORON!!” and so on.
“Shut up!! Everyone will hear you!! Do you WANT to get us arrested?” I felt a pair of very strong arms encasing me, making all attacks pointless. So I went limp. I was then immediately and unceremoniously dumped onto the floor.
That did shut me up temporarily. Then, as I was shut up temporarily, I took the opportunity to observe my potential captor. He was a boy, and about my age. I hate to admit it, I thought, but he is H-O-T! And he was. Long, brown hair fell over sea blue eyes. He was tall and skinny (probably a side affect from being a runaway), but trust me he was strong, and he also had a wicked evil death glare, which I immediately envied.
“So, like I said, who are you?” he asked, not noticing (or choosing to ignore) my staring.
“My name is Alexis Francine Meyer. But everyone who likes to keep their eyes in their sockets calls me Lexi.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. My name is Jeffery Sean Kenworth. But I give people the polite request to call me Jeff instead.” His overly polite (and obviously fake) demeanor was already getting on my nerves.
“So are you here to make me walk the plank, or are you headed for London illegally too?”
“Can I make you walk the plank and go to London illegally?”
“No”
“Fine. I am headed for London.”
“Snaps for you. Now go away” As hot as he was, he was getting on my nerves.
“Don’t you want some advice from a master stowaway?”
“No, go away”
“You must be new to this. You don’t turn down advice, no matter how odd the package it comes in” Odd is right, I thought to myself. I only just resisted the temptation to say it aloud. I wanted this guy to go away, and if I fought with him, he would be more likely to stick around.
“I just did turn away advice, now go away”
“I’ll bother you longer if you don’t let me”
“If I pretend to listen, will it be enough to placate you?”
“Yes, quite”
“Well too bad! Go away”
“ I will give you the advice anyways” I watched incredulously as he twirled an imaginary moustache and said pompously:
“Well young un’ it seems you’ve come crawling to me for advice. Well you made a fine choice in askin’ me for sure. My years of expertise have given me incredible insight into the world of stowaways, and I have prepared this gem for you.
“Don’t get caught.” At first I thought there was more to follow. Then I realized what he had said, and started screaming at him again.
“YOU IDIOTIC POND SCUM!!!!! I SHOULD TIE YOU INTO A PRETZEL FOR THAT!! YOU BELONG IN A ZOO WITH THE OTHER HOWLER MONKEYS!!” and on and on. I was going to have to remember to keep my temper in some form of control if I ever had to deal with this guy again. I really hoped I wouldn’t have to deal with this guy again.
“Shut up you moron you’re going to get us both caught! Ship captains don’t like stowaways. At all. And I am not new to this. I am quite infamous, actually. Anyways, I can understand your frustration, and feel free to beat me into a pulp, but for the love of God STOP YELLING!”
“Alright. How about we make a deal, okay?”
“Sure, fine.”
“If I stop yelling, will you GO AWAY!!!”
“You will have to do more that that to get me to leave!”
“What more?”
“Give me a kiss.” He announced, sure of himself. It took all of my limited self-control not to turn around and start screaming at him again. Instead, I stared at him incredulously. With my long red hair, overly skinny frame, and strange eyes, I was no beauty.
“Why on earth would you want me to kiss you?” I asked, incredulous. If he had any idea how close he was to a black eye, he would wipe that stupid smirk off his face, fast.
“You mean you don’t want to kiss me? You are a first. All the other girls I’ve met were practically begging me on hands and knees, and now you.”
“Well all the other runaway/stowaway girls you met probably ran off with their abusive boyfriend, and are working as hookers now to support their illegitimate child, so that doesn’t surprise me much. I however, still have some degree of integrity. Therefore, I am not about to fall over my own feet to run up and kiss an idiot who is so full of himself there is no room for any brains.” Despite my scathing (and might I add, totally brilliant) reply, I surprised my self with a pang when I heard ‘All the other girls”.
“At least let me live in your box castle. The staff might get suspicious if we divide the hold into two kingdoms and all the boxes are used to build large castles, and rats are fighting each other and doing our bidding.”
I surprised myself again by laughing at this ridiculous statement, and saying.
“Fine. I might as well go to hell completely as opposed to gradually. Two weeks stuck in the same room as you just isn’t enough self-punishment. Let’s move into closer proximity.” He chuckled, and went to get his stuff, while I yelled at myself in my head: YOU IDIOT!! WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR? YOU CAN”T STAND HIM! HE IS AN OBNOXIOUS TWIT! YOU DIDN’T EVEN ASK WHY HE RAN AWAY, HE COULD BE A DRUG DEALER OR SOMETHING, AND WHERE DOES THAT LEAVE YOU? OH, I SEE, YOU THINK HE’S CUUUUTE. WELL CUTE BOYS ARE JUST AS BAD AS UGLY ONES. PLUS, HE MENTIONED OTHER GIRLS. HELLO, DO YOU HAVE EARS… My tirade to myself was interrupted by a very entertained Jeff, who, having gotten his stuff, which consisted of a very battered rolling suitcase, came back and heard most of my one sided conversation. However, he couldn’t completely stifle his laughter, and it interrupted my ranting. Shit, I thought was I saying that stuff out loud???
“So” he said, “You want to hear my story?”
I guess I was

Haha! Poor Lexi! Lexi is almost like me, exept in appearance, and she has a bit more of a temper. We have the same sense of humor (hmm, I wonder why? Maybe it's because I created Lexi and the universe she lives in. Naaaaaah.)
But what else should I blab about?
Anyone who would like to LEAVE A COMMENT and suggest a topic is welcome to! I'm sure you are all burning to hear my thoughts on a variety of topics. Or not.
~Sarah

Up late, Watching good movies, and bored. Yes, very bored.

2008-04-04T23:05:00.002-04:00

So, as the title says, I should be in bed. But due to my house being turned on its head, my bed has veen relocated into the basement. Which is where the computer is. Which is where I am now. Watching Pride and Prejudice from a dubiously legal website. Which I also love. It is from this website my friend michaela (whom you may know from our other renowned blog, heffalumps and woozles.) showed me Stardust AND Howl's moving castle, two of the best movies in the whole wide world. Love stories, one and all. But Michaela also got me hooked on Twilight/New Moon/Eclipse. Also love stories.
But I really like Pride and Prejudice. Sadly, the first time I read it, I couldn't get through it for the life of me. Then I saw the movie, and knew the ending. Then I tried it again, and I MADE IT! And I am watching the movie again. I needed a break from Stardust & Howl's Moving Castle.
However, my favorite classic will always and forever be Jane Eyre. There is a much better reunion scene in Jane Eyre. And the epilogue is WAY clearer in Jane Eyre.
I woke up crying this morning. I am not completely sure why, but I am pretty sure it had to do with my dream. Around the end, I had been given a detention (There is no escape from school, even on break) and was crying in my dream, and I guess it just carried over into when I woke up. This could only happen to me.
On a totally random tangent only related to the movie I am watching, and you would only get it if you had seen the movie/read the book, but their cousin is SO weird. Don't accept him Lizzie! Mr. Darcy loves you! Stop flirting with Mr. Wickham! Yeah, no one who hasn't read or watched this will get it. DON'T TRUST MR.WICKHAM LIZZIE!!!!!
But she won't listen to me. Yet.
~Sarah

Solo....Sabbatical....Calculator.......AAAAARGGGGH!

2008-04-01T20:25:00.003-04:00

Didn't realize untill now, but that looks an awful lot like: Lions and tigers and bears: Oh my! from the Wizard of Oz. Good book, that. So. Starting where we should. At the beginning. (My LA teacher said something really cool the other day. He goes: a story doesn't really have a beginning. I never realized that before. You could just keep going back and back and there would be more and more stories to tell and.. WOAH. It's sort of mind-boggling. But I am getting really off track. Onto the mundane but still irritating events in my life) So yesterday, orchestra. Monday morning, I am not on top of my game. New piece of music, oh joy. Scary 8th note counting crapola. Then out of the blue, my orchestra teacher switches michaela and I (First stand, I am, or WAS first chair) with two obnoxious people in the almost DEAD last stand. Pardon my chatspeak french, but WTF? So in that new piece of music I mentioned, there is an awesome cello solo. Those have been hunted to extinction. Guess to whom the solo goes to. First chair. Guess who wanted the solo. Me. Who USED to sit in first chair. Guess who GOT the solo. The obnoxious person from the dead last stand. GGGGGGGGGGRRRRR. The one perk was playing games on a graphing calculator. In the back, no one can see what you are doing.
Then my friend starts (pardon my french again) bitching about it. While she is yapping on and on and on and I am just zoning out and pretending to agree, I am thinking: Michaela, this isn't going to help, ur just getting yourself worked up and annoying me. But the icing on the cake comes today.
In math class I sit next to the guy I have a crush on. It is really nice. So you KNOW today was april fool's day. And he goes: Good news for you, Sarah! And I am like: Yeah? while thinking: Are you going to say you like me? And HE goes: My mom is going on a sabbatical for SIX MONTHS and I will be gone. On the inside I am clawing my eyes out, but on the outside I am fairly calm. Then another girl who sits by us goes: April Fool, right? and I think: Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease and he says: Nope, dead serious. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!
I feel kind of sorry for you people few and far between who read my blog & get the tail end of my venting.
But thinking back, it could be an April Fool's joke.
Plus, abscense makes the heart grow fonder!
Geez, I am like sickeningly cheerful. I have always been like this. Even when I didn't consider the idea of the whole sabbatical thing being a prank, I was imagining like, reunion scenes straight out of books. Either I am an optimist or have an overactive imagination. But I have never been a Doom and gloom, death and destruction person. I'm not happy all the time, not by a long shot, but I always look on the bright side.
OMG time to make use of my video embedding SKILLS.
Check this out, it's hilarious:

Best movie(s) ever. Monty Python ROX!

See. Look ^ cheerful again.
~Sarah

Reverse Racism

2008-03-26T20:14:00.002-04:00

If you are at all familiar with the good old US of A, you will note that our entire history pretty much consists of a battle for equality. We fought for freedom from Briton, we fought to free the slaves (well the north fought to free the slaves. We Pwned the South) We fought for equal rights for those freed slaves. Equal rights for women. Equal rights for (your name/ethnicity/religion/political party here) But I have noticed something. I think we went a bit overboard. White people are now being prejudiced against. Not kidding. We all have our stereotypes, but seriously. Only black people seem to be allowed to be some things. Not joking. Everyone makes fun of white people who try. As Weird Al sums up:

I diiiiid it! I embedded a video! Everyone adore me!
Well anywho.
I don't feel like giving you any of my story. Since my two people who comment bailed on me, I am not feeling particularly generous.
OMG almost forgot!
So I am doing this extra cred. assignment for LA, where we journal every night. No originality points for my LA teacher. As I was writing that down in said journal, I had an epiphany.
I WILL GRADE MY TEACHERS!!!
They give me a grade, I give them a grade. I decided to keep it simple. I rated them on a scale of 0 to 5, 5 being best, 0 being worst. I graded them (subjectively, and very harshly. Only my choir teacher did that well. But she is awesome.)in 3 categories:
My motivation to pay attention to you
Was I interested when/if I payed attention?
Weather or not I thought I learned anything useful from you today
I left a note to my LA teacher going: Feel free to read my grades of teachers. I will grade them every day.

Somehow I get the feeling I am much discussed in the teacher's lounge. I seriously doubt this will help.

~Sarah

A little bit of story, A lot of ranting

2008-03-22T20:08:00.003-04:00

So
1. Its been forever (aka: 3 days) since I've posted. My Bad. Sorry, for all of you who were hanging off of your desk chairs, searching for an update. (Get a life!)
2. It has been even longer since I added more of my story. So you will get a bit more of that. But mostly me ranting! Oh, how I love to rant! I should go on a rant about ranting. Hey, is the word rant starting to look more than a little bit weird. Oh well. On with our lives.
I would like to know how many of you would be interested in seeing some Really Bad Poetry, by moi. I would also like to know who would like to see some Slightly Better Than The Poetry Pictures. But it's not like anyone ever comments. Well, like, 2 people. *waves little banner in air* Go people who comment! Kudos to y'all!
So today in the book store, I am meandering around, and I see....
THE 4TH MAXIMUM RIDE!!! I am addicted to those books. And I DID'T HAVE ENOUGH MONEY!!!!! Argh! So mad! I hate having no money to spend. I need a babysitting gig. Now. *snaps fingers* Crud, didn't work.
I also saw Penelope in the movies recently. It was cool. And the love interest for Penelope was incredibly CUTE. Plus, he played piano. *sighs* Guys at my school are exponentially.. less cute/funny/piano playing.
Also, breaking dawn, the fourth book in the twilight seiries by Stephenie Meyer comes out in August.
HOW THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO WAIT UNTIL AUGUST????
Two out of the three ( I currently don't own eclipse) of her books provide enough entertainment so I could quite happily read them forever and ever and ever.
But you probably want to see my story to.
To recap what happened before, go back a bit and read it. It won't kill you. So, on with the story!

Reality caught up with me the next morning.
“Holy shit what have I done?” I said, talking to myself. No one noticed. I was just another crazy runaway on a New York park bench.
I had no place to stay, no income, no nothing. People were going to be looking for me, if not because my parents missed me, because I had stolen $150. I was all alone in the world.
Yet I still relished the freedom of it. There was no one there to tell me that “girls don’t go to college” or “ your place is at home, looking after your father” or “you will never amount to anything” I only had myself. The best company in the world. For now.
‘What should I do now?’ I wondered to myself. I had my entire life in front of me to do whatever I wanted. I had spent so much time planning my initial freedom that I never really focused on what I would do later. So my situation was this: I had no family. No connections. Next to no money, and no way of getting more. And no plan for the future. But what I did have was a passport. And a destination in mind. But I just needed to find a way to get there.
Plane was out. It was definitely the best way to get there, but it was way, WAY over my price range. The only conceivable way to get to England that I could see would be to stow away on a boat. I would have to be sneaky, and quiet, and prepared for extreme boredom. I would have to go incognito.
* * *
Ok, a straw hat and cheapo sunglasses from the dollar store isn’t a super spy disguise. Deal with it. All of my distinctive red hair was bundled into the hat, and my strange eyes, one brown, one green, would be hidden by the sunglasses. If I was “The girl with the hat and sunglasses,” I could take off the hat and sunglasses. Not so much change my eye or hair color.
The thing about stowing away is, you don’t march up onto the main dock like you own the place. No way, you will get kicked off the boat in 30 seconds, tops. What you do is, you find a large family, who won’t notice you tagging along. You walk on with them, and make sure that you look like you belong with them. Then, once you are on the ship, you find the cargo hold and high tail your little butt there as fast as you can, without running and causing suspicion. Once you are in the cargo hold, make a little castle out of crates or suitcases or whatever, and twiddle your thumbs waiting for the ship to start moving. A few tips:
1. Bring more food than you think you will need. You will need it all. And probably more
2. Take something to occupy you. Two weeks sitting on your butt isn’t exactly thrilling.
3. Only go to the bathroom late at night, so you are less likely to be spotted by maids or passengers.
4. When they check for stowaways, hide in a crate. I don’t think they are allowed to open luggage or crates. Hide your stuff in one, too.
5. Be sure your ship is headed to the right place. You don’t want to end up in Nicaragua when you wanted to land in Belgium.
6. Hope and pray there isn’t another stowaway in the hold with you.
Unless the other stowaway happens to be Jeff Kenworth. In that case, thank your lucky stars.

Oooh, another cliffie! Who is this mysterious Jeff? What will happen to Lexi? Tune in tomorrow for another exiting segment of- whoops, sorry, carried away there.

Awesome quote

2008-03-19T15:45:00.003-04:00

Okay, sorry for not posting in a while. Not much is going on in my little bubble. However, today in gym, my teacher (well not actually MY teacher A gym teacher) just had the awesomest line, that I will share with you here:
I may be smiling, but if I had a gun right now, I would shoot you with it.

I have those moments. I have lots of those moments. WHY must the people who irritate me also make me laugh!!!! It just isn't fair. I am also sorry, but I cannot share my story with you today, as it is on another computer. ='( I know. You are heartbroken. (Humor me here and act heartbroken)
~Sarah

Stuck in the background

2008-03-15T21:38:00.000-04:00

I just realized something. I am the only one who listens to the background music at the mall, or restaraunts or anything. When I say, "I love this song!" everyone looks at me like I am insane. Which I may be. But it makes me wonder. Am I part of the background too? Do you have to pay real attention to see me? I do think I can be invisible. Once my family invited a bunch of people to watch football. As a passionate hater of football, (A bunch of screaming drunk people, not only in the stands but on the field) I went upstairs to read in my room. I hear the doorbell ring, so I go down to see who it is. It's the pizza dude. So I go downstairs, and get some pizza, talk to a few people, and take my pizza upstairs. (Where I am not supposed to eat, but always do anyways) So the next thing I hear is my mom yelling: get this "Sarah, pizza is here!" Good greif! My own relatives. I am not your average wallflower, I am pretty rambunctious. So it's not like I snuck downstairs. When I do sneak, I get caught. It is really stupid. Do I just match the background? Seriously, that is the last thing I want. Mostly. Usually when I wish I could blend, it is impossible. Good grief, I'm strange. I am debating sharing a story I have been writing with you all. It wouldn't fit in the blog page, and I'm not sure how to connect a Word Perfect link onto this blog. So I guess not. What I can do, is an exerpt.
Note: This is in no way autobiographical. I like my family. Also, the profanity is part of the charachters, and their development. That isn't me talking either. Now that I have scared you officially, onto the excerpt!
Great Escape

Chapter 1- Escape (but mostly swear words)
I have never liked anyone from my family. That day was nothing new.
“Give it back, Josh!”
“Make me, Freddy!”
“Will you kids shut the hell up? The Bulls are playing the Redskins!!”
“Lexi, come help me with dinner!”
Being the youngest child and only girl in a family as dysfunctional as mine was definitely sucked big time.
That night, before I drifted into nightmares, listening to my parents argue loudly, I wondered if this was all I would get out of life. I was 16, stuck in a home I hated, with no end in sight. No money to put me through college, and they wouldn’t send me anyways. Girls were supposed to stay at home and cook and clean. I remember my thoughts very well from that night. They are burned into my memory forever.
I had been thinking about this for a very long time. There were no ties to stop me from leaving. I hated my parents, my abusive father, my shrewish mother, and my obnoxious, argumentative older brothers. I had no other relatives. At school, I was always mocked and teased. There was nothing to stop me from leaving this place forever.
Without thinking, I began to pack. I emptied out a decrepit suitcase, and started throwing clothes into it. My entire wardrobe fit, with room to spare. I packed a few books, then went to the place I knew all our money was. My father never trusted banks. That was his loss now. Our entire savings came to only $150. Barely enough to get a hotel room for a night. I felt no qualms stealing from them. They deserved it.
I also packed some food. I had been planning this for months. I would be prepared for the runaway life, and wouldn’t be crippled by my sudden realization of “How cruel the real world was” I already knew.
I opened the door, walked onto the porch, turned left, and abandoned the life I had hated for so long.

Ooooh, suspenseful music. Maybe I will give you more next time. However, I have jumped around in the writing, it doesn't have much to connect to the middle part I have already written, or the end, which I have also written. So probably you won't get much more untill I can connect what I have of the beginning to whatever I have of the middle. Wow, that made no sense. But I really have gone past the point of caring what is comprehensible in this blog. So ciao for now
~Sarah

Just an FYI, I am making it up as I go along

2008-03-14T21:19:00.000-04:00

Not just this blog post either, although it is undeniably true. I am sort of making up my life as I go. Im not sure if this is the right strategy, but so far I'm not dead/a druggie/ in a mexican prison/ pregnant, so I figure life is OK as of....
NOW!
I also get straight A's without really trying to hard. I zone out in most of my classes. Or I read under the table. And yet I am a fairly good student (see above). I don't study, or try very hard. But it still seems like I am barely straddling my life and keeping it under control. As fun as this is, disorganization isn't as fun as it seems. But only sometimes. I do like my life. I actually find it kind of boring sometimes. (Why else would I start a blog? I mean, no offense, but the only reason I post is because I am bored. Like I was about 5 minutes ago when I started typing this.) And guess what? There are like a billion things I could be doing. I could and probably should be:
Practicing cello
Doing my math/science hw
Working on hugemungo Africa SS project
Cleaning the guinea pig cage
Catching up on the knitting I am like 3 weeks behind on
Working on the story I am writing (not AS constructive, but more worthwile than this. Hey, maybe I will switch from this to my story)
Cleaning my room (not like I ever will)
There are probably other things, I have just forgotten them and will remember them 30 seconds before they need to be done...
There are some occupational hazards to making up life as you go.
Oh, and SOCCER STARTS SOON!!! Not only will this mean I get to run around in the rain/mud/semi-cold of my state in March, but I will have less and less and less free time, untill it vanishes into the abyss. But untill then (and probably during then too) I will continue to be irresponsible, immature, and totally AWESOME!
~Sarah

P.S. I never realize I need to vent this much untill I do. Sorry for dumping all this on you (whoever you may be. unless you are a mass murderer. If you are a mass murderer, I am glad to irritate you, and GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!)

End of the line

2008-03-12T19:54:00.000-04:00

This morning, both my mom and I overslept, so neither one of us had time to make me a lunch. I should also mention that all the 7th graders had the same lunch period today, because all the 8th graders were gone on a field trip. So usually, I try to avoid buying school lunch, not because it is inedible and made of plastic, but because of the LINE! I always use the fast line, which honestly doesn't move that fast. But still. So they have this rule where only 10 people can be in the room where you order (the line goes into the hall) So 1) my friend is talking to me, but she isn't going to order anything, just talk. So then this old lunch monitor comes in and starts telling people: "go to the end of the line" So my friend goes: I wasn't ordering anything, and he says: "then leave" Okay, that is reasonable, sort of. I can handle that. But then he goes for the people in front of me (and this dude is like, scary) and tells THEM to go to the end of the line. Both they and I are going what the crap?? and he says "you were the 11th in here". But he doesn't go at me or the person immediately behind me. and get this: THEY WEREN'T the 11th! Some other people had walked through, but they weren't in line. And this dude just didn't listen to them! And if they had to go to the end, why didn't we? And what is with that rule anyways!!!?!? It isn't like the room will spontaneously combust if 11 people are standing there. That rule makes no sense. I mean seriously, get a life. Leave us ALONE! we were doing fine until Old Cafeteria dude came along and messed us up.
I haven't had a good history with lunch monitors.
Once in the 2nd grade (I should probably let this go, shouldn't I?) I was leaving, and I threw away my trash, and the lady goes "please throw this away" She must have said it twice, but I didn't hear her the first time, so I go "sorry, I didn't hear you" and she goes "I don't care if it's not yours, pick it up!" So I was wondering how she got "Its not mine" out of "sorry, I didn't hear you," but it is loud in the cafeteria, so I figure, well, she misheard me. So I pick up the trash, throw it out, and with my back turned away from her, throw it out and roll my eyes. So she says "Did you roll your eyes at me?" At the time, I didn't realize, but at is the wrong phrase. I wasn't facing you, nasty cafeteria lady. =P So I cannot tell a lie and all that hooey, so I go "yes" and she says "we will talk to your teacher about this"
So I had to sit away from the line, and I started crying. Now let me tell you, it takes a LOT to get me to cry. I haven't had a real, let it all out, sobbing jag since the 5th grade. This is probably not healthy, but that is not what I am talking about. This nasty lady made me cry. Luckily, I had the awesomest teacher in the world, and she understood. So kudos to you Ms. Susie!
~Sarah

whoopsies

2008-03-07T17:26:00.000-05:00

Hahahahaha.........no. so, after my stupid weird "links never work on my blog" thing (I think it hates me), I decided to put this at the top so that I wouldn't have to stare at that thing every time I check my blog. So I am just going to ramble on for a while to knock that last post off the top of the page. What should I talk about? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Well orchestra yesterday sucked big time. Our teacher was gone, and the substitute she had in mind was a no-show, so we got this random dude who didn't know diddly-squat about orchestra. So, the brilliant people we are, we decided that somehow, student conductors would magically work. Well, to make a long, painful, paper cut with lemon juice on it, (bonus points for anyone who gets that reference. BWAHAHA! I am forcing you to leave a comment!) story short, they didn't. We probably should have just given up at the beginning. I seriously think that we got worse after that rather than better. After we packed up, my friend just went into the practice rooms and screamed. So she goes "I hope no one in band heard me"
Since a band person sits next to me 3rd hour, I asked him if they heard her in band. So he answers "oh yeah, the crazy person in the practice rooms" needless to say (hey, how come we say that before we say stuff? If it really was needless to say it, why would we? Dang the English Language is bizzare) so anyways, I haven't told her about that. Except if she reads my blog like she is supposed to, on Monday when we are back in school (Bleck) she will tear my head off. but oh well.
I also just read a book called Beauty, which is a retelling of Beauty and the Beast. I really enjoyed it, for a very good reason. Her older sisters aren't evil bad people. They are sweet and pretty and friendly. I really enjoyed that, I am sick of the whole 'wicked relatives' cliche. So now I am reading another retelling of the same story by the SAME AUTHOR, and as of now, I don't like it as much. The sisters are just too weird. They are named Lionheart and Jeweltoungue, and seriously, what kind of self respecting parent would name their child that? At least neither rendition makes beauty out to be this perfect, brilliant, beautiful child.
So I think I have bored you for long enough with ramblings and spelling errors (if you could see the page I see, there are a bunch of those irritating red lines under all the words. Actually, I want to fix one of those. There. Perfect) So where were we? Me boring you? riiiiight. my bad. So anyways, see you all eventually.
~Sarah

My favorite things

2008-02-22T21:04:00.000-05:00

So I have decided to share a few of my favorite songs with the general populace. Be tolerant, youtube vids aren't exactly the best picture quality, but the song is the same.

Our song: Taylor Swift
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6s5cxBN8mA

Teardrops on My Guitar: Taylor Swift
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7DRtl6CTqc

How Far We've Come: Matchbox 20
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlqfpPf_EO0

Shadow of the Day: Linkin Park
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1PCW0C1aiM

Sk8er Boi: Avril Lavigne
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pULa7F1gWZM

Bubbly: Coco Calliat
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PWfB4lurT4

Note: If videos don't pop up on my blog, just click the links. It's not that hard. Push a button. Geez people.
Note 2: I would like to say I got all these from various people on Youtube, so they don't sue the pants off me. Why someone would waste time suing a 7th grade girl is beyond me, but just in case.
So as of right now, those are my faves.

Questionnaire.

2008-02-06T19:58:00.000-05:00

Well this is a favor to the only person on earth who I think actually reads my blog.

What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Living where I want, doing the career I want, with the person I want.
What is your greatest fear?
The death of someone close to me
What historical figure do you most identify with?
Eleanor Roosevelt
Which living person do you most admire?
My choir teacher
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
Self-Indulgence
What trait do you most deplore in others?
being uncaring, shallow, and obtuse
What is your greatest extravagance?
gum
On what occasion do you lie?
To avoid awkward questions
What do you most dislike about your appearance?
I'm fat
What is your favorite journey?
Riding in the car when it's raining or snowing
What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
Modesty. I mean, everyone has met someone so proud of their modesty. Totally pointless.
Which living person do you most despise?
Anyone who could have made a difference, but didn't, and just waste their lives (*cough* Britney Spears *cough)
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
like ( I really have to kick that habit.)
What is your greatest regret?
This ceramic tile I broke in Kindergarten
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
Not exactly old enough to answer this with any degree of truth.
Which talent would you most like to have?
Better artistic skills
What is your current state of mind?
Agitated ( not necessarily bad), anxious
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
Make myself taller
If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be?
For my little brothers to stop fighting, swearing, and singing the same song over and over.
If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what would it be?
A water lily
If you could choose what or who to come back as, what would it be?
a dolphin
What do your consider your greatest achievement?
an art scholarship I got in the 5th grade
What is your most treasured possession?
My teddy bear
What is the quality you most like in a man?
(The right) sense of humor
What is the quality you most admire in a woman?
charisma
What do you most value in your friends?
Fun-loving ness. (not a word, but it is now)
Who is your favorite hero of fiction?
Jane Eyre
Who are your heroes in real life?
My aunt
What are your favorite names?
Alexander and Lily
What is it that you most dislike?
conflict
How would you like to die?
Either peacefully, in my sleep, or saving someone I love
What is your motto?
Don't let fear lead your life

So apparently that is me in a nutshell

New blog

2008-02-03T00:21:00.000-05:00

Check out my new blog, shared with a friend:
http://www.hellomynameissquok.blogspot.net

Okay, I give up

2008-01-30T09:55:00.000-05:00

I know I just posted but I got this email (Chain mail, but still) That I really loved and I decided to share it with the blog world.

You are Everything To Somebody
Right now at this very minute-----------

someone
is very proud of you

someone
is thinking of you

someone
cares about you

someone
misses you

someone
wants to talk to you

someone
wants to be with you

someone
hopes you aren't in trouble

someone
is thankful for the support you have
provided

someone
wants to hold your hand

someone
hopes everything turns out all right

someone
wants you to be happy

someone
wants you to find them

someone
is celebrating your successes

someone
wants to give you a gift

someone
think you ARE a gift

someone
hopes you are not too cold,
or too hot

someone
wants to hug you

someone
loves you

someone
wants to lavish you with small gifts

someone
admires your strength

someone
is thinking of you and smiling

someone
wants to be your shoulder to cry on

someone
wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun

someone
thinks the world of you

someone
wants to protect you

someone
would do anything for
you

someone
wants to be forgiven

someone
is grateful for your forgiveness

someone
wants to laugh with you about old times

someone
remembers you and wishes you were there

someone
needs to know that your love is unconditional

somebody
values your advice

someone
wants to tell you how much they care

someone
wants to stay up watching old movies with
you

someone
wants to share their dreams with you

someone
wants to hold you in their arms

someone
wants YOU to hold them in your arms

someone
treasures your spirit

someone
wishes they could STOP time because of
you

someone
can't wait to see you

someone
wishes that things didn't have to change

someone
loves you for who you are

someone
loves the way you make them feel

someone
wants to be with you

someone
hears a song that reminds them of you

someone
wants you to know they are there for you

someone
is glad that you're their friend

someone
wants to be your friend

someone
stayed up all night thinking about you

someone
is alive because of you

someone
is wishing that you would notice them

someone
wants to get to know you better

someone
believes that you are their soul mate

someone
wants to be near you

someone
misses your guidance and advice

someone
values your guidance and advice

someone
has faith in you

someone
trusts you

someone
needs you to send them this letter

someone
needs your support

someone
needs you to have faith in them

someone
needs you to let them be your friend

someone
will cry when they read this

I know, it is insanely long, but really sweet. And right now someone is hungry (this being me) So
Signing out!
~Sarah

More Camp

2008-01-30T09:42:00.000-05:00

Well, this Febuary, my entire grade will get to go to camp for 3 days as opposed to school. That is my kind of field trip. A dude from the camp came in yesterday and did the little powerpoint with the photos of kids doing all sorts of fun activities. The only thing I have about this camp is the dress code. Our school dress code carries over. No problem, right? well, there wouldn't be a problem, exept for the fact that pajamas count to. Which basically translates into: No tank tops or camis. Personally I find this so mind numbingly stupid that it is making me wonder how strict this camp is going to be. Are we going to be herded from planned activity to planned activity like 3rd graders? Are we going to have to listen to: Remember, Honesty, Caring, Respect, Responsibility! over and over? (Not like I have a problem with those, they are good principles, but I don't think they should have to be enforced) Regardless, I will probably come back and do a post on how much fun I had. But I am a bit dubious.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRR

2008-01-22T21:22:00.000-05:00

Well it is officially winter. Temperatures have gone down past the negatives here where I live. (Can't tell you even what state. Internet saftey and blah de blah) I mean it is really COLD. However, I don't mind. I LOVE cold weather. All you people in California and other perpetually warm places, I pity you. You have never really slept. Well, I know you sleep, but it's different if you are lying in the dark with the covers up to your chin, listening to the wind blow outside, and knowing it is freezing cold outside, but you are nice and warm. Mmmm, its the best feeling ever. And you have never seen snow. I cannot imagine life without snow. It is a necessary part of life. So are sunburns. That's one of the reasons I love my particular state. It has cold, but it is also warm, and spring is beautiful. I have a spring birthday. Even if our economy is like the worst in the US (hint for anyone who cares) Yeah, I am basically ranting because I have nothing to do. It is kind of late. Like, 9:20, because the blogger clock will say something like midnight or 3 in the afternoon. It is kind of irritating. So I am going to sign out now, rather than bore you to insanity.
~ Sarah

Weakest Link

2008-01-10T17:26:00.000-05:00

The saying "The weakest link will break the chain" is a very flawed statement. The strongest links, in life, are the ones who always come out on top. What really judges them, is weather they helped heal the chain by fixing the weakest links, or just getting rid of all of them. And why would anyone make a chain with a weakest link? Why wouldn't they make all the links equal. That is a problem I have with religion. If God created the world, than He also created all the bad people and things that happen. I know that the Devil is supposedly behind it, but couldn't God fix it? And in making humans, God created amazing potential, both for good and evil to exist on Earth. His design had a flaw. I know no one is perfect, but isn't it the idea that God is this perfect entity? Maybe the Earth is a just a prototype, and out there somewhere there is the perfect planet. If you think about it that way, the Earth could be the weakest link in the chain of creation. So who are we to talk?

Volleyball

2008-01-09T21:17:00.001-05:00

So this week at school, girl's volleyball tryouts are going on, and I am trying out. Despite loss of feeling in my legs, and severe tiredness, I am having a blast. We find out if we made the team or not on Friday. So everyone send me good volleyball vibes, and hopefully that will help. (it's not like I'm awful, I wouldn't try out, but almost 1/2 the girls are gonna be cut, and I don't know if I'm better than at least half of us) Also, our coach, my social studies teacher, has this really great idea. Each grade has an A team and a B team. Obviously, the A team is a bit better. A friend of mine asked if, when we made the team, it would say wether we were in the A team or the B team. Our coach said that she doesn't decide that untill a few days before our first game, and it can change throughout the season. However, the whole team will usually do drills and practices together. That changes the perspective of things. Instead of a letter that says "Good job, you made the team however, this group is better than this one" it says "Congratulations, you made the team, we'll see how you do in practice, and how you improve before we choose wich group you belong to" We are parts of a whole, not just parts.

Music

2007-11-28T21:42:00.000-05:00

I love music. It can be so uplifting. I'm not talking about rap songs that sound sort of like this
Holy bleep Mother bleep I hate all the bleep bleep
I have so much bleep cash, etc.
Some songs have a powerful message behind them. Those are really the songs that I love. My Ipod is sort of a lifeline for me.
I was doing reading for social studies about the Middle East, and it was talking about the Taliban and the rules they enforced when they controlled Afghanistan. They banned music. I was thinking "how on earth could you ban music?" Then I realized that these people took things at face value. They didn't realize that music lives more in the soul, it isn't just noise you make on instruments or with your voice. Real, good, music will never really die out. I guess these people just don't get it.

Life really chucks stuff at you

2007-11-18T19:41:00.000-05:00

When life gives you jobs, it GIVES you jobs. Have you ever noticed that? I have had severe buisiness syndrome for the past few weeks. Practices for the musical were going late, I seemed to have TONS of homework, and cello practice. I had to ditch my lessons for play rehersals, because they get really mad at you if you miss the last few rehersals.
"Unless you are life threatainingly ill, don't miss these rehersals"
Their words, not mine. Even today. I needed to practice a lot, because the actual play was this week, and I was busy with that this weekend, and then dad goes: You should do the dishes tonight. (we have a dishwasher, but it is still a pain in the rear end to load and stuff) Then we find that the dishwasher still needed to be unloaded. Dad goes "you should do that too." I'm thinking to myself YEAH RIGHT. so I practice, dad unloads the dishwasher, I do the dishes, everyones happy

Just realized

2007-11-03T18:43:00.000-04:00

Holy Crap.
I was just on my profile, looking at it, and I realized that it had been viewed, like, 76 times. You people are out there. I'm not just talking to myself. HOOOOOORAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!! *balloons fall from the ceiling*

Camp

2007-08-27T21:06:00.000-04:00

Well, now I will actually tell you about camp. The raging horomones were mostly not mine. It was a fine arts camp, and a lot of my friends were in my cabin (11 girls in all) Well to kick start things, there was always a dance at the end of each session. A friend of mine was going to ask someone out (she says he was cute), and then he told her he was gay. All in all, she was really hyper one day, than still hyper, but really embaressed the next. Another girl in our cabin (I didn't know her bfore, but she was nice) actually got a date. He was pretty cute (Hey, I'm not blind) and they k-i-s-s-e-d. (Hooooooooray. More horomones) One girl got a date, who dumped her. Another girl got a date, who also went with 2 other girls (she knew, and didn't mind, but still) I of course, being the lamo I am, didn't get a date. I did, however, become depressed and gothic for all of......... an hour. That is all my part in the raging horomones for the week. I emerged virtually unscathed, if a little embarassed. Also, the friend who was gonna ask out a gay guy, was also asked out by someone from our school. So we made her talk to him. That didn't go so well, bcuz she wanted to go as friends, and he wanted to go as more than friends, and it was really confusing, so I left. Naturally, she was more than a little ticked off at me, so she found me, and started yelling at me. So, being the smart person that I am, I found the guy who asked her out, and used him as a shield, because I knew she would go nowhere near him. Other than dealing with various ppl trying 2 hook us up, (Including his sister ((what the heck??))) it was pretty fun. I got to witness him ask out another girl, (who deserved it way more than my friend, no offense to her, but the girl actually WANTED him to ask her out.) I also got to call my friend pseudo-psychologically depressed, which, if big words confuse you, means that deep, deep down, she is sad that the guy didn't still like her. So, all in all, camp was fun.
(I just realized that this is my longest post ever. GO ME!!)
l8r g8rs,
Sweetness

Typical

2007-08-21T18:05:00.001-04:00

I was at camp for 2 weeks. It was a fine arts camp, so I spent something like 62 hrs playing my cello. It was huge, and I was in the farthest away girls unit. We all had to walk 10 minutes to get to breakfast every morning. It was an 11 days full of raging horomones, but more about that later. It is irrelavent to the post. ANYWAY while I was at camp, my mom cleaned my room. She found my yearbook. So, because she is a mom, she looked through it. Earlier, I had written comments about everyone in my class. I had put a heart by my crush's name. Naturally, my mom told my dad, and somehow in the transaction MY LITTLE BROTHER found out. She might as well have put an advertisement on T.V. Now that my little brother knows, I can wave goodbye to that particular secret. *sigh* Well, camp was fun though.

Deathly Hallows

2007-07-22T21:36:00.000-04:00

Well, Harry Potter 7 has come and gone. I read it in 6 hrs, then slept 4 the rest of the day. My dad woke me up at 4 in the afternoon and said "wake up, we are going to the pool" and i'm like, "Don't do this to me!!!" I will give you all a grace period of 2 weeks to finish the book, then I will start posting spoilers, so BEWARE.
over and out!

New Layout

2007-07-15T11:11:00.000-04:00

So what do you think of my new layout? I really like it. Ill be at camp for a while, so you won't hear much from me. (not like anybody actually reads this anyway, or that I post that much at all) So,
L8r G8rs

Not yet dead

2007-07-08T15:08:00.000-04:00

No, I'm not dead, I was just on vaca 4 a week. there is no internet where i was, so I couldn't do anything online. But i could swim, so that was fun. However, I sunburned my neck, and both ears. So learn from my mistake, and always put sunscreen on ur ears.
Ciao 4 now

And even MORE Harry Potter

2007-06-21T22:29:00.000-04:00

I am sooooo pathetic. 2 nights ago, I had a dream that the 7th harry potter book came out. Then I woke up. Since it was only 9am, and i'm on summer break, I went back to sleep. Well, once I went back to sleep, I had a DIFFERENT dream that th 7th hp book came out. Yes, I am that much of a HP fan. I have also become addicted to Mugglenet.com (you should really check it out folks, it ruuuuuuuuuuules. fanfiction. I have even started writing some.
Ciao 4 now

more HARRY POTTER!!

2007-06-12T16:14:00.000-04:00

HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP

Harry Potter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2007-06-10T14:12:00.000-04:00

Countdown!!!! wooohoooo

Talent Show!!!!

2007-05-29T19:46:00.000-04:00

Well folks, for me, the talent show at school is right around the corner. Me and a freind of mine (whom we shall call Panda) and I are singing 'Behind These Hazel Eyes' by Kelly Clarkson. we akshually met today to work on a dance routine for it. Its funky!!!=D
We have field trips for these 2 consecutive fridays, so we only have, lets see, about, like, 8-10 days of school left. BOOYA!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and congratulate me, my birthday waaaaaaaaas, ummmmmmm, 10 days ago. wootwoot. Yeah, its aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllll good. Later gater!!!

yello ppls!!

2007-05-28T21:27:00.000-04:00

Hello peeps!! i am a new blogger, and this will be a random collection of my thoghts and Ideas. Nobodys real name will be used, because I know many people who would turn an interesting shade of purple if their name was reffered to in my blog. So nicknames I have come up with will be used. I will post when I feel like it, so there!! haha, you!! my poor unfortunate readers, will be left out in the dark, untill I post again!! oh!! burn!!! And here is my Wonderful Idea Of The Day (all in caps, it's that important) If we jacked up gas prices to ridiculous amounts, then, there would be fewer greenhouse gas emissions, and skinnier people, because no body would drive!!! It would solve all our proablems!!!