Sunday, April 27, 2008

Life, in general.

Well. My haircut looks good. If I get around to it, I will post a picture of myself on here. I think I am pretty dang sexy. :D My mom doesn't really like it all that much. I had quite a theatre weekend. I saw Godspell again on Saturday afternoon. It was just as amazing the second time. (I got another hug from Ryan, but I had no one to brag about it to.) That night I saw Little Shop of Horrors at the high school. It was good but not as good as Godspell. :D Of course, they were high schoolers. I have gotten hooked on the Spring Awakening soundtrack. It's amazingly wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!! It's really dirty though. So whenever I listen to it I have to make sure my parents aren't around. I know the basic plot of the musical, but I'm no expert. I highly suggest it. I am in a band. It's with three other boys. Two of which are twins. The other is a friend of ours. One of the twins plays the drumset. The other plays piano or clarinet, but normally piano. The other boy plays guitar and bass and sings lead most of the time. He can also play the piano, but he doesn't. I play the saxophone and piano. All of us sing background. I have to transpose my butt off all the time for my saxophone or the clarinet. I'm getting better at it, but it's hard!!! The band has no name which I continue to point out every time I see them. They like the name "The Witnesses." I think there is already a band with that name. Unfortunately, decisions aren't made quickly by them. I also do not have an alternative. I like really strange names, but they don't. We'll see how it turns out. Well, that's a summary, basically, of my week. Have a good week!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Yuk.

I have a sinus infection. I'm taking this medicine (I just recently learned how to take a pill. I kinda have a fear of choking....) to fix it. My nose is all stuffed up. I cannot breathe through it. Everyday tasks are making me out of breath. I sound really weird when I talk. My nose also keeps running. It is not a fun day. At least I don't have to suffer through this at school or really anywhere. I have stayed home all day. I slept till 9:36. I remember this distinctly. Don't ask me why. I put the finishing touches on a painting I have been working on lately. I also painted a piece of plywood for these pieces of broken goblets (they were props for a show my sister was stage manager for. She broke 2 of them and gave them to me to paint) that I painted. It's exciting. I paint abstract art. Even if I could paint realistically, I don't think I would. Abstract art is just more fun. I am getting my haircut on Tuesday. I found this site that you can upload a picture of yourself to and then pick hairstyles. I tried to upload a picture of myself, but it didn't work. So I just used a "model" that they had. I picked one with similar facial structure as myself. I picked four and printed them. I am going to take them to school and ask people what they think. I am not good with decisions. Then I will take the picture to the hairdresser and say, "This is the haircut I want. Can you do that for me, please?" And since she is a very good hairdresser, it will turn out beautifully. I will love it. I am tired of having the same look. I need something new. The last haircut I got was when I gave 11 inches to Locks of Love. That was in early June. Depending on how short I get it cut, I could do it again. My hair grows pretty quickly for hair. I can't wait for my haircut. I hope I get better. Being sick is not fun. ~Sarah*

Friday, April 18, 2008

First,

I must apologize to my adoring fans for not writing for ever. I know it troubled you to not know what was going on inside my head and in my life. However, you have survived and are now reading this. Congratulations on not dying from Sarah-deprivation. :D Now that I've had my fun, I will move on to what I am really writing about.

GODSPELLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



(I just added the blockquotes for fun. :D)

I just got home from it about half an hour ago. It was AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL!!!!!!!! If you live in the area, or not, GO SEEEEEEE ITTTTT!!!!!!!!!! Shannon and Ms. Nelson were both in it. They were amazing!!! The whole cast was!!!!

So the guy who played Jesus is named Ryan. My friends think that he is hot/beautiful/cute/whatever. I would say he's cute, but that's beside the point!!!!
One of my friends went with me. Her name is secret because some of you know her. I will call her "S." S is obsessed. She thinks that he is amazing plus beautiful. I know Ryan. (I call him "Q." I haven't to his face yet, but I'M GETTING THERE!!! I'll get the courage some day....)He helps Generation NOW with choreography. I think he might know my name. I don't know for sure. Once, I was at KFC, and he waved at me before I did. Of course I waved back, but it was a test to see if he would recognize me. Every time I see him he waves. He seems to "know" me. ANYWHO!!!!!!! I went over to Ryan, said that he did a fantastic job, and got a HUG and an autograph. I went over to S and the rest of my friends and said,

"HA! I WIN!" S proceeded to hit me. It was funny though.

Then, he was about 10 feet behind her (in front of Shannon and I)S was all "does my butt look good?" etc. She made up this song. (to the tune of Santa Claus is Coming to Town)

Swingin my hips, feeling him right. We're gonna find out who's better toningt. S is coming to town.


I love her. She is soooooo funny.


To summarize: A lot of my friends are obsessive about older, talented, Superman-shirt-wearing men.



*Sarah~



:D


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This is him by the way::::


Sunday, April 6, 2008

I thought I would share this with you.

This is Gerard Butler. (http://imdb.com/name/nm0124930/)

He is BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!

He is my new favorite actor. (He is followed very closely by Jim Sturgess and then James McAvoy. Yes, I do have a thing for European actors. :D)




If you do not agree that he is beautiful, you are on drugs. :D

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Watch Out World!!!!!!!!

Yesterday, around 11:15, I received my driving permit!!!!! Now I can drive at any time with a parent/guardian over age 21 or any adult over age 25 with a written permission from my parent/guardian. Despite that small bump, I CAN LEGALLY DRIVE!!!!! I went driving with my mom. I did not hit anything!!!! Of course, we were only on residential roads and she backed up anytime we needed to, but I DROVE!!!!! Ever since I was little, I could hardly wait to drive. I can't wait for my full license!!! For now, I will have to settle on driving with my parents. It's better than not being able to drive.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Generation NOW

So I'm in this group with Shannon: Generation NOW. It's a show choir at our civic center. It's a bunch of 8th-12th graders. It seems like Shannon and I don't really fit in with everyone else/we aren't really well liked. We are kinda weird, but really, guys, come on, don't judge. We have fun with it. I don't want to sound cocky or anything, but Shannon is the the best soprano and I would say that I am the best Alto there. (There are only 3 altos. :j)Anywho! People just don't really seem to like us. I think they are just jealous. P.S. Don't give me any comment that says "Humble or Modest, are we?" or none of that crap. I know that was not a modest/humble thing to say. Don't tell me that.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Random things

So this is my late tribute to St. Patrick's Day. Plus you can learn a bit about me! What Your Shamrock Says About You You have a logical mind, and you pay a lot of attention to details. You are very organized. Sometimes you find thinking creatively to be a challenge. You prefer to deal with the facts at hand. You don't really consider yourself a lucky person. In your view, people create their own luck. You are traditional, easy going, and appreciative of the simple things in life. Also, here is another one (in honor of my love of chewing/bubble gum): You Are Cinnamon Flavored Gum You are daring, active, and a little outrageous. You crave adventure and novelty. You like to mix things up. Your personality is extra spicy and larger than life. You love to have fun, and you are passionate about everything you do. You're definitely a fiery person, and you don't back down from a fight. Most people love your fire - but you can be a bit too intense at times!

A TERRIFYING EXPERIENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday morning I had the most terrifying experience of my life. I was playing with my dog like I do every other morning. These huge crows (about 4) went in the trees around me. They started cawing at each other. It was really ominous. Then they started flying. It seemed like they were coming towards me. How is this terrifying? you may ask. Well, let me explain.

For almost as long as I can remember, I have been terrified of birds. No, I haven't seen the movie The Birds. I'm just deathly afraid of them. So, for me, this was terrifying. You may laugh at my "stupid" fear, but just you wait. One day, this world will be ruled by them. Then you will realize why someone would be scared of them.

Ok, I know,

I haven't posted recently. I've just been really busy. I normally don't get too stressed out about really anything. I always have some stress, but it's not extreme. This past week was a major stress attack. We had Images of Greatness last night. We had to research someone we thought was an image of greatness. We made a display, wrote an essay and a bio-riddle, and make some food that related to them. We had basically 5 days to memorize our bio-riddle. Mine was 3 1/2 pages! Then we had to perform the bio-riddles, set up our displays, and share our food. It went, actually, really well. My person was Dorothea Lange. She was a photo-journalist during the Depression and WWII. I made a migrant worker farm (dirt cake with pictures of produce on toothpicks sticking out of it.) Then after that, I went to one of my friends houses. It was Shannon, me, and 4 boys (two are attached and the other are just friends, so don't get any ideas!) We were going to watch 3:10 to Yuma, but instead, we just talked. It was really cool. It kinda felt like a slumber party, except we didn't stay over. It was awesome to just talk with people. There are all in GOAL so they aren't stupid. They are all so down-to-earth. It's cool to know that 8th graders can have an open (and opinion-filled) discussion about not only people but issues. Of course, we did talk about people, (Who doesn't?) but we also talked about just life in general. EYE-OPENING EXPERIENCE.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

A Not-so-Famous, yet important, Holiday.

Yesterday, March 8th and every March 8th, was International Women's Day. As a feminist, I decided that I am one, I appreciate this holiday. There's a boy in my grade who loves to tell me sexist jokes. He said that he was going to call me with a bunch of them yesterday. He didn't. I was happy. I hope you will always celebrate International Women's Day. CELEBRATE THE WOMEN IN YOUR LIFE!!!!! O t (That is my really bad symbol for women.) ~Sarah*

Friday, March 7, 2008

Question #1

Why do middle schoolers ask questions that they know that they other person will probably not answer? Is it because there is a tiny little chance that they like you enough to answer the question truthfully? Why does everyone have a secret? Does everyone have a secret? Why does everyone want to know their secret(s)? Wouldn't life be easier if we all just said everything we thought instead of keeping everything inside? Isn't thinking things just as bad as saying it? Why are we always so curious? (Or a better question) Why are there so many things to be curious about?

(I like questions. I will have more. : 7)

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Soooooooo......

I started this blog because my GOAL (Talented And Gifted) class teacher talked about hers all the friggin time. I always thought blogging would be cool but didn't know how to start. Now I'm sitting here typing this bloggityblog with my right hand only, talking on my cellular device to my buddy, Shannon, screaming "FRIGGIN!" every time I hit the wrong key (which is, like every 5 seconds), and laughing hysterically each time. Now I'm being forced to go take a shower and go to bedditybed. CYA!