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Summer fun-ness…and unemployement

I’m now officially 17…WOOT! Yeah I don’t feel any different. You may notice the new theme. Reason I have a new theme? THEME STEALERS! You know who you are . I actually like this theme better. It’s more personal and fun.

Anyways, life is pretty coolio right about now. No school…which would pretty much make any situation better. Oh and I got a scholorship to go to summer camp, so that should be fun. I’m also going camping in New Mexico in July. Only thing thats kind looking down is the job situation . But I’m going to place some applications today. Hopefully someone will want to hire me. Oh and I also can’t get my license ’til I get a job because my parents can’t pay for my insurance…so pray or cross your fingers or do a rain dance or whatever you do and hope I get a job soon. Welps I gotta go get ready.

Yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

Lucy

She coos to your calling

And beckons to your command;

 

When you touch her cold, metal heartstrings,

She vibrates in your hands;

 

Her laughter gives you pleasure;

Her crying is a pain,

 

But when you hold her in your arms

You forget your crappy day.

~SARAH

Prom Pics!!!

the bicycle and the tricycle…hehe

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They thought it’d be funny if they squished me…it wasn’t…ok maybe a little

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

one of my hott dates..lol

 

 

 

 

my other less hot date…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

this was the beginning of the Sarah sandwhich…evil boyz

 

 

 

manning it up for the camera…

 

 

yes folks…he didn’t even know what it was…he had to go google it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the cutest couple you’ll ever set eyes on… =D

Random Rambling (…that probably doesn’t deserve to be called poetry)

     For often on the couch I lie awake: thinking, dreaming, hoping for that which is good and generous to return.

     For with the tide comes sorrows and regrets. And my heart longs for it’s lost innocence of old.

~SARAH

Prom, showcase, and Gramasitas

      

       PROM WAS SOOOOO MUCH FUN!!! I had two of the hottest dates ever. Be jealous. Michala and Beth, you are the two sweetest most amzing gals ever. I LOVE YOU! I pretty much danced the whole time except for the slow dances, when I sat out and felt sorry for myself and my singleness that seems to be neverending.

      Showcase went freakishly awesome…so yeah. I felt like I did pretty sweet on my solo and all the rest of the dances. Relieved that I have two months off though. Time to refresh..ahhh. Oh yeah and my Gramasita is here from New Mexico. Which can mean several things:

 

1)People talking in Spanish when they don’t want you to hear what they’re talking about.

 

2)Lotsa delicious Spanish food that will make me gain the two pounds I lost and more.

 

3)Having to eat everything off your plate or “Mi hita, are you not feeling well, do you need to go to the doctor?”…which has already happened…twice

 

4)Being called “mi hita” every five seconds

 

5)Being told about all your uncles, aunts, cousins, great aunts and uncles trials and tribulations…

 

6)Having a great time with the best gramasita in the world… =D

 

….I flove all you people who read this insanely boring blog…

Yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

With you

The sun’s golden rays fall on your face,

Your amazing smile steals my breath away;

 

In your eyes I see the world,

And all my dreams are swept away.

 

Your funny gestures and silly words,

Fill my heart with laughing joy;

 

When I’m with you and when you’re away,

You’re all I think about, day after day.

~SARAH

Spoon + Fork = Spork

Hello peoples of earth. I’m extremely hyped up due to the fact that I recently ate three packages of suger and drank two root beers. I also ate one and half chicken strips, but I doubt that has anything to do with my hyperness. I’m also extremely tired. I think there should be a word for being both tired and hyper. Hmm… I’ve got it. I’m TYPER! Typer: the state of being extremely tired while extremely hyper at the same time. Webster has nothing on me .

     Anywho…I just finished performing in a play called “The Secret School”. I had an awesome time, but I’m uber exhausted and relieved that it’s over. The play included such mishaps as: carelessly thrown apples, garden tools giving me a whole different perspective on life, people falling off chairs/sliding, and much, much more. I also gained the knowledge that spoons and forks make sporks? I real life lesson there . 

     School!!! Only two more weeks till FREEDOM! Just pray I make it through my chem final, I have the strange feeling that I’m going to fail miserably. Art exhibit next week, not really that hyped about it though. I only finished two pictures for it, so yeah. Well that’s about it for now, I’ll give a prom update pretty soon.

Yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

Silly Love songs…this has nothing to do with paul McCartney

So here’s the story: Me and lacey were sitting in Chemistry, and we were freakishly bored.  So we decided to write love songs about oxygen and see who’s was better. We’re still trying to figure out which one is better;  so let me know which one you like better. Enjoy!

 

here’s Lacey’s:

Breathe

by Lacey

Oxygen, Oxyen, When I’m with you I can’t breath.

Suffocating when I’m with you.

Dying when you’re away

Oxegen! Oxygen! Where are you?

You started a fire in my heart that no amount of water could douse.

Through all the smoke I can’t see, but I can hear you breath.

Please bring me back to life

I need you here…I’ll be your wife.

I want you more than myself.

I need you more than Oxygen,

I can’t breath,

Please give me CPR

p.s. “Breath” has an “e” on purpose…for some random reason

here’s mine:

 O2+S–>O2S

by Sarah

Oxygen, oxygen! When I’m with you I can’t breath!

You start a fire in my veins,

I’m your hydrogen and together we’re water,

Without you my world would be non-exsistent

You’re the most awesome homonuclear diatomic!

Bromine has nothing on you,

Oxygen, oxygen! You’re my life support!

Without you I would suffocate,

You’re my gaseous lover and I flove you!

p.s. yes flove…

yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

Revelation …(it’s finally here!)

     Five golden bells ring merrily,

Five rusted gongs beat solemnly;

    Four pretty children dance joyfully,

Four hungry children work quietly;

     Three golly boys play carelessly,

Three tired soldiers pace restlessly;

     Two well-dressed men talk happily,

Two sweat drenched men hum silently;

     One girl chooses to take her life,

Well another’s is taken without choice.

~SARAH

Green

Green is the algae on moss covered rocks;

Green is the grass on which we walk;

Green are the trees, which veil the sun,

With leaves of green, which fall on the lawn.

~SARAH

REGIONAL PICTURES!!!

Just dance (spin that record babe) and prom!!!

      So life been just a bit crazy lately…so maybe ALOT crazy. I’ve been dancing like crazy, because of regionals and nationals, but on the plus side I’ve lost three pounds. I’m going to be doing a solo at nationals, and to say the least, I’m a bit nervous. But… mostly excited. I’m going to get together with Daphane, my dance teacher,  (not the fictional Scooby Doo character) to work on it. It’s going to be to “Stop and Stare” by OneRepublic, which is freakishly amazing!!! So wish me luck, or if your the uber religious type PRAY!!!

      Next on the scedule is prom. Yes, I got asked to prom. And if I may say so, I am phyced! Now for the dress. I think I’m going to borrow one. No sense in buying a dress you’ll only wear once, and the dress I bought for Banquet isn’t really prom-ish…so that’s about it, well not really but I need to get ready. I’ll write and let you know how it all goes.

Yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

ps I’ll be taking my drivers test soon…I’ll give you a heads up on the date so you can stay off the roads

Hannah Montana Look-A-Likes aren’t perfect either

I don’t really have much to update you on except that I got the part in the play I wanted, and this year I won’t have to wear a wig that makes me look like Hannah Montana…’nobodys perfect, I have to work it…ummm…something i don’t remember. Anyways thats about it.

Yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

Ewe fluffy not fat, you creepy narcissist!

       So I haven’t written in awhile…I’m such a procrastinator. Please forgive me, for I’m but a young girl with to much to do. Not quite there yet am I. Well anyways it’s  a new year and I feel exactly the way I did last year. It’s the time we make those New Year resolutions that we never keep, but YET I still made one. A pretty pathetic one if you ask me, and will I admit it here in this very redundant, uninteresting blog…well…hmmm…absolutely not. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t have to with anything extremely embarrassing; I just don’t want to have the pressure of actually having to feel guilty if I don’t end up carrying it out (like half the rest of the world population). I’m such a narcissist, aren’t I. I think it runs in the blood…?

      So what’s happened since I last blogged…lets just say ALOT! Something to do with finding out a boy likes me, finding out I like another dude, planning a surprise party, finding out my friend likes the same dude I do, deciding not to like the dude because she does, Christmas shopping for foster kids, calling another dude fluffy (it means muscular NOT fat!), attending a surprise birthday party, having a strangely awkward Christmas party at my house, getting the RSV virus the WEEK OF CHRISTMAS, going to Discipleship Camp, seeing and kind of stalking a really TWH, only taking one shower in four days (you would too if you saw the showers), my guy friends asks to borrow my skinny jeans (i said, ever so politely, ABSOLUTELY NOT!), a little dude acquires a crush on me, my friend forces me to speak to the little dude, the TWH speaks to me, and I find out my sixteen year old friend is dating like a 21 year old :/.  Not much is it…? Oh yeah and I discovered the word narcissist

I only got slightly distracted while shopping for foster kids…?

Abi and I at the awkward Christmas party with fluffy man aka Jaeton…!

 

yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

FREEDOM!!! The absence of clean clothes…and BAN stoichiometry!

     So you probably gathered from one of my previous posts that I got out of the going to new mexico thing. YAY ME! Now that the ATDS workshop thing and the class party is over I kinda want to be there…*sigh*. But I do have a great amount of freedom and a small amount of clean clothes. I actually considered googling “how to do laundry”. Oh why did my mother never teach me how to do laundry!?! Oh yeah, and I’m making dinner tonight (beans) so pray I don’t ruin it.

     So I had a revelation this saturday night, pretty awesome! I’m going to try and write a poem for it, but it may take awhile. Patience is the key. I have a ton of Chemistry work this week due to the fact that i got a 74 and 68 on my last two tests, so on top of all my homework I’m going to be doing a large amount of extra credit work as well. AHHH…why would anyone purposley discover the foriegn and unrealistically inunderstandable stoichiometry. The word itself is scary.  So keep looking for “Revelation” , I swear i’ll have it on before the next decade. yours till the phat ladee singz…

(Kristi expressing her hate for all things science)                                                          

~SARAH

I’m NOT dancing in the Macy’s Day Parade

Hey, I forgot to put in my last post (“All American Seni…) that even though I did qualify to be in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade I’m not going to, due to the fact that it costs about $1,500. Yeah, I know. But I will be going to nationals, which is going to be AWESOME!!! yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

Regrets of the Once Loved

The cool autumn air kissed her sun bitten cheeks, 

   While she reflected on the past day with solemn contemplation

And a hint of relief,

   She watched as the moon lit up the silver rippled lake

And let her thoughts turn to him,

   While ignoring the pain.

~SARAH

“All American Senior” and why the heck can’t you remember your lines!

So i went to An ATDS Dance workshop with my dance team yesterday and you get to compete for “All American Senior Dancer” in four different types of dance [hip hop, modern, pom, jazz]. The four girls who get “All American Senior Dancer” are qualified for nationals and to dance in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade. I competed in modern and jazz. In modern I got ”Senior All American Dancer” and in the jazz dance I was given a solo. So I’m pretty excited! Two other girls on my dance team got “All American Senior” in hip hop and pom. And the oldest girl on my team got ”Miss Oklahoma High Kick”.  

(a few of my fellow dancers and me)  

 

     Oh, and we’re putting on all the skits, sketches, and monolouges in Drama this thursday. So wish me luck, and pray that I don’t forget all my lines. yours till the phat ladee singz…

~SARAH

My Life Goal in the words of Emerson.