If I get

any more shit about Coldplay not being on my fucking favorite albums of 2008 list I am going to scream.

It doesn't mean I didn't love the album. It just means that there are at least 26 albums that I loved a bit more.
Coldplay is on enough lists.
Shut the fuck up.




Currently Listening to: Amanda Palmer (whose album should be on my list more than Coldplay's should)

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

THE NEW PATRICK WOLF CD NEEDS TO COME THE FUCK OUT.

Sarah's top 26 of 2008 with favorite tracks

26.

Youth Novels by Lykke Li

Favorite track:
"Let it Fall"

25.

Drunk Like Bible Times by Dear and the Headlights

"I'm Not Crying. You're Not Crying, Are You?"

24.

We are Beautiful, We Are Doomed by Los Campesinos! (who actually released two albums this year)

"Ways To Make it Through the Wall"

23.

Devotion by Beach House

"Heart Of Chambers"

22.

Only By the Night by Kings Of Leon

"Sex On Fire"

21.

Women by Women

"Black Rice"

20.

Fleet Foxes by Fleet Foxes

"Textbook Love"

19.

19 by Adele

"First Love"

18.

At Mount Zoomer by Wolf Parade

"Language City"

17.

Elephant Shell by Tokyo Police Club

"Listen To the Math"

16.

Partie Traumatic by Black Kids

"I'm Making Eyes At You"

15.

Dear Science by TV On the Radio

"Dancing Choose"

14.

Vampire Weekend by Vampire Weekend

"M79"

13.

Midnight Organ Fight by Frightened Rabbit

"Fast Blood"

12.

It's Classy, Not Classic by Breathe Carolina

"Put Some Clothes On"

11.

Made In the Dark by Hot Chip

"We're Looking For A Lot Of Love"

10.

Glistening Pleasure by Natalie Portman's Shaved Head

"Mouth Full Of Bones"

9.

Hold On Now, Youngster by Los Campesinos!

"We Are All Accelerated Readers"

8.

In Ghost Colours by Cut Copy

"Unforgettable Season"

7.

Alopecia by Why?

"Brook and Waxing"

6.

The Rhumb Line by Ra Ra Riot

"Oh, La"

5.

Oracular Spectacular by MGMT

This CD was digitally released last October but the hard copy came out in January so I'm going by that.

"Kids"

4.

Feed the Animals by Girl Talk

"Shut the Club Down"

3.

Crystal Castles by Crystal Castles

"Knights"

2.

You & Me by The Walkmen

"In the New Year"

1.

Skeletal Lamping by of Montreal

"Wicked Wisdom"

I FINISHED

my favorite CD's of 2008 list!

More on that after baby girl sleeps.

Happy, happy holidays

<3
I named it Viola which was taken from Twelfth Night. And it is far more attractive in person.

Time for grandma's!

Eisley and Glassjaw should probably never go on the same mix CD

1. My parents are almost impossible to make mix CD's for anymore. I'm trying to incorporate music that they actually like along with the shitty stuff that I enjoyed over the year, but it is proving to be extremely difficult.
2. It's sad how well I know Girl Talk's music because I know when a new sample is coming in and the lyrics to the sample and I pretend that I'm DJing (AND I KNOW HE'S "NOT A DJ" PER SE). I cannot wait until March 3rd.
3. I am so extremely tired and out of it. It's 4:58 AM
and fuck... it's Christmas Eve.

I think I may just make CD's of stuff that I like and hope that they pick one or two songs from it to play 24/7 in their cars.

I want to make a video blog.

Suck on this while I try to wrap my head around the concept of a top 50 list for 2008.

I'm working on it.

I'm doing everything wrong.

This is part of the reason why I have conditioned myself to stay away from expressing my feelings. Especially when it comes to love, or lust, or whatever the hell this feeling is.

I guess I need something to happen that will break down whatever metaphorical wall that I have built up?
I need reassurance and I wish that I didn't.

I want to write a book.

And I was reminded at work yesterday how much I want to be a mother.

Girl, I'm just a jeepster for your loooooveeee

December 20th, 2008:
-I was awoken from my sleep at 4:12 AM and then again 6:40 AM by a very drunk, yet very adorable boy who has the link to this SO I won't say anything more on the subject. Haha.
They were the most interesting drunk dials that I have ever received, though.

- Worked 1-6 and had a blasty blast as usual.

- Went to Starbucks with Tar and Meg afterward and chatted with Lacy and Chris for a good while as I enjoyed the shit out of my Peppermint White Chocolate Mocha iced latte with soy.

- Target where I spent more money that I shouldn't have. I bought another dress. I never buy clothes and that's two dresses in a week. But it's adorable with red and grey stripes and it has POCKETS! I also picked up a package of 2 pairs of gloves that were on clearance for $1.04. One pair is a red orange and the other is white with orange stripes. I guess it's just wishful thinking that I will need them this "winter."

- Then we decided to drive out somewhere to take pictures and settled on Destin. On the way there, I had ridiculous rap music blasting and some prick next to me tried to race me and then turned his bullshit reggaeton up and tried to compete. His lame music was lost in my bass. Ass.

- We ended up at the Destin Commons where we drove up the 6 stories of the parking garage and hung out at the top. We yelled at the few people who walked by and then found that a cop had been watching us from the ground the whole time. Then 2 more cops showed up and Taryn started singing the Arctic Monkeys to some older couple and that's when the cops got in their car to meet us at the top of the parking garage.
In a frenzy, we flew into the car and started the 6 floor descend. At about the 4th or 3rd floor, we passed their car. It was hilarious. I wish we could have seen their faces when they reached the top and found no loud-mouth girls waiting in terror.

-THEN we drove through the Commons blasting "Jizz In My Pants" and received the most incredible looks. That was followed by repeating the song and getting yelled at by some rednecks in the turn lane next to us.

Some other crap happened and I sang the whole way home and annoyed my sister who later joined in.

I'm feeling pretty good.


Currently Listening to: T-Rex

Good golly, let's get jolly

What a very awkward but interesting day.

-I'm 80% sure that an extremely attractive boy saw my underside (or at least most of my thigh) when I got out of my car at my grandma's today
-I never know what to say to my grandma before I leave her house. I go in, greet her and go straight to the shower and then try to come up with a line to leave her with. Luckily she had the line today. BTW; We temporarily have hot water. Can I get a hallelujah?
- While driving to work, I had my windows down, my bass working its ass off, and Breathe Carolina streaming all around. Out of the corner of my eye, see this truck slow down next to my car and some guy sticks his head out. I ignore him but then they drive ahead and he does it again. Just creepy.
- I got the whole "YOU'RE 20?! YOU LOOK 18!!" at work. At least it wasn't 16. I get that far too often. I suppose the braids I was sporting in my hair tonight didn't help.
- A ~boy~ that I haven't seen in nearly 2 years came in. There is a whole back story, but I'll tell you this gist. December of 2006 I went into the Starbucks I frequented and he was there. He flirted and got my name from my credit card. The next time he greeted me by name and for the 4 or so months that followed, it was constant flirting. Then one day he told me that he was married. Awesome.
So, I'm ringing up a customer and I look over and see him as he looks at me. He gives me this cute look and I go into this crazy school girl crush mode. I charged someone's card 3 cents less than they owed and I left a censor on an item of clothing. I was freaking. It was ridiculous.
There was finally a gap of time where I had no customers and he came up and started talking to me. He went on and on about how great I looked and kept randomly saying how adorable I was. It was almost weird. ANYWAY, he made a point to tell me that he got a divorce and also slipped in (oo-er) that he is going into the army in January. Flirting ensued and I made the silly mistake of telling him to come see me before he leaves. It was a strange encounter and my awkwardness doesn't help.
After that, I called a co-worker over so I could fill her in and I start to gush... like a girl. She thought this was the cutest thing and later told me that she had never seen me act so "typical" and that it only works for me because apparently I deserve to freak out over boys. Hah.
- I made a pretty good joke. When said co-worker had to put the censors away she complained about getting poked by them and as she was walking into the back room I yelled "A GOOD POKE IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU NEED, ANGELA." You probably just had to be there.
-Eh, that's it. Tomorrow at work we're doing a Hardcore 80's Rocker dress up day. I'm wearing my Slayer shirt with loads of blush and black eye makeup. Maybe some pictures will be taken. It should be a blast.
-I'm in a really great mood. It's extremely nice.
-It took me over two hours to get this blog written.
- I just accidently stuck my tongue in the hole where my wisdom tooth was. Fucking nasty.

Feist makes my heart sore. So lame.

I hit the 10,000 mark on Last.fm!

I think it's pretty fantastic.

Am I seriously listening to Sublime?

10,000 songs on my itunes!
And after having my laptop for a year and a half, all of my music still isn't on this thing.

Woo.

Is that really what he's saying?

Everyone in my house is under so much stress, that it is finally catching up with me and I am having to try extra hard to fight through it.
Christmas is the best and worst part of the year anymore. I miss believing in Santa because back then I didn't know that my parents had to do this every year and sometimes strain themselves to make it happen for us. They will never know how much I appreciate and love thm.
Times are just extremely difficult right now and that's all I'll say regarding it.


So yesterday:
-Ran errands with Taryn and mom
-Too many 'that's what she said' jokes
-Gigglezzz
-Some girl laughed and sounded exactly like a horse. Funniest thing I have ever heard (that's a lie).
-At Walmart I saw a pack of Christmas cards with Santa on the front making the "Shh" sign. I made my own caption for it: "Don't tell your mom where I touched you." Now that may be the funniest thing I have ever heard and definitely one of the funniest things that I have said... and I have said some hilarious things.
-GOT BLACK TIGHTS! And a simple brown dress to go with them. It's really adorable.
-Cleaned my closet and made it look nearly decent

Today:
-Grandma's to shower
-While going over the bridge, the fog (that has been lingering in town lately) was so horrible that you could not even see the water. I tried to take some pictures but they don't really do it justice. It was incredible.
-I've been singing "Flume" randomly
-Work 4-9 (at least I'm not closing)


I wish it would get cold outside again. I want a true winter. I need to get into the Christmas spirit.


Currently Listening to: Kings Of Leon

Perfectly vague

I'm not even sure if I can come up with the words to accurately describe what I feel right now.

It's love.
Not the act of, but the word itself... in its purest form.
Music.
Thinking back, I'm not sure if I have ever listened to a song and thought "That's exactly what love is like." Those boy bands lied about it and the indie bands seem to play it up too much.
And when you strip down the words with the familiar chorus, what you have left is the center of it all; the sun that the rest of the song orbits around.
This is truly what it is.
It reduces you to rubble and makes you hit the repeat button through the first listen. It's life and death. It's staring into a light bulb and running in fields and getting a brain freeze. It's slow and fast with conversations and then slow again with the quickness making a comeback at the end.
It's open for dissection and interpretation and lovingly accepting of both.


There have been few times in my life where a song or genre of music has hit me this hard.

The going to work mix which is an hour long and I only live 15 minutes away from the mall

1. The All American Rejects - Gives You Hell
2. Andrew Bird - Oh No
3. The Lonely Island - Jizz in My Pants
4. Ben Folds & Regina Spektor - You Don't Know Me
5. Bon Iver - Flume
6. Cody Copeland - Out in the Open
7. Electronic - Twisted Tenderness
8. Hercules and Love Affair - Blind
9. Jenny Lewis & The Watson Twins - Rise Up With Fists!!
10. Kings of Leon - Sex On Fire
11. Late Of the Pier - Heartbeat
12. Late Of the Pier - The Bears Are Coming
13. Lykke Li - I'm Good, I'm Gone
14. Page France - Dogs
15. Pinback - Syracuse
16. Santogold - I'm A Lady
17. This is My Suitcase - Jesus Freak

Air drumming to the Jonas Brothers

I've had this box open for 5 minutes as I bite my nails and daydream. Now that I have snapped myself out of it, I probably should follow through with an update.

I wish I had the ability to get rid of things that I really don't need. My sister is getting rid of her bunk bed to replace it with this futon thing and I was amazed at the amount of stuff she had collected from her room to give away. I have too much shit. I hate that I place sentimental value on every silly thing that I own.

A simple trip to the store turned into one of those great, aimless drives that I live for. Taryn and I set out on a mission for... womanly products... and after she turned down my request to stop by Walmart, we ended up at CVS where an extremely cute cashier made it impossible to buy what we needed to. SO we end up at Publix where the lady fucking yells everything that she says to us as I cringe in fear that she may try to hold a conversation with me about what I bought. I acted out said fake conversation for Taryn when we got back in the car: "ARE YOU ON YOUR PERIOD?! ARE YOUUUUUU MENSTRATING????!!!!!! ARE YOU HORMONAL???! ARE YOU GOING TO GET ALL BITCHY BECAUSE I BROUGHT THIS UP??!!" You probably had to be there. Since we both didn't want to go home, we drove through some neighborhoods, I told some jokes and contemplated a career as a comedian after a comment my sister made. I just like that I can always make her laugh.
I circled through town for a bit and finally found the mix I was looking for when I decided to head toward the island. We rolled the windows down (and beared the cold rushing in) as we drove past all of the condos with my bass blaring. The night came to an end with me acting out "Sophisticated Side-Ponytail" for my sister. I'm convinced that she likes that song.

Soundtrack for the night:
Digitalism ; Pogo "I really like this song, who is it??"
Natalie Portman's Shaved Head ; Sophisticated Side-Ponytail
Phoenix ; If I Ever Feel Better


-Our Chistmas tree is up as of Saturday night and we had the MOST fun doing it!
-We have to re-pipe our house and currently have no hot water! (so I've been showering at my grandma's every day)
-I have a Twitter
-I have impossible crushes
-I'm enjoying the moment
-It's time for a now about me on Myspace.
-I cannot stop listening to "I'm a Lady" by Santogold
-I am having deep and intense conversations with Lindsey about the next Twi movies
-I bought my Girl Talk tickets
-I have a dentist appt. at one tomorrow to make sure my mouth is healing correctly. Joy.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK

Everyone is married or pregnant... or both.
Instead of feeling like I have accomplished something by not falling into that trap, I feel like I've missed something huge.


And the rest is not suitable for my blog.

Lovin' my BFF

TWILIGHT SHOWING, DECEMBER 6
SARAH AND LINDSEY, AND WHY WE'RE HILARIOUS.
But only to ourselves.

Charlie: I guess it grew out again.
Lindsey: That's what she said.

Bella: Great.
Tyler: Nice ride.
Sarah: Fuck off, Tyler.

Lindsey: Wardo's a virgin, but we keep trying to change that.
Sarah: Yeah, but he keeps knitting.

Edward: -offended by Bella's smell-
Lindsey: Bitch STANKS.

Edward: I'll just have to endure it.
Sarah: That's what she said.

Buttcrack Santa: -leaves scene-
Lindsey: See you on the gurney.

Lindsey: That just made me came. Wait, I said that wrong.

Bella, Lindsey, Sarah: An animal?

Edward: If you hate the cold and rain so much, why did you move to the wettest place in the continental US?
Sarah: My vag?

Edward: No, it's the fluorescence. I uh...
Lindsey: Gotta go wank off. Deuces.

Charlie: Edward? Your boy?
Lindsey: Well, no, I mean, I vamped him but we aren't really related.
Sarah: It's a long story.

Mike: Do you wanna go.. to prom... with me?
Lindsey: Wardo says that's not gonna work for him. He'll go to prom with red eyes, he doesn't give a fuck.

Bella: Everyone's going to the beach. Come.
Lindsey: For me.
Sarah: Please.

Sam: The Cullens don't come here.
Sarah and Lindsey: HAHAAHHAH

Buttcrack Santa, Sarah, Lindsey: Meeeeeeeooowww

Victoria, Sarah, Lindsey: What do you want?

Sarah: Dude, Laurent is Blackula.
Me: Count Chocula?

Jessica: She's right, though. This looks awesome.
Sarah: snort laughter....snort laughter...snort laughter

Bella: Your hand... is so cold.
Lindsey: Your dick... is so cold.
Sarah: Your acting... is so bad.

Bella: Can you pull in?
Sarah: That's what she said.
Lindsey: Fuck her gently, Tenacious D.

Lindsey: There's Rosalie in her BitchMW.

Bella: I bet Alice saw me coming.
Lindsey: No, not until Breaking Dawn.

Billy: Here's some of Harry Clearwater's homemade fish fry.
Sarah: I'm gonna om-nom-nom the shit outta that.

Edward: Yeah, this is my room.
Lindsey: This is where the magic happens.
Sarah: It's like Cullens.... Cullens on the cribs!!!

Sarah: Be still, my heart.
Lindsey: Be still, my vag.

Charlie: It's human.
Sarah and Lindsey: An animal?

Charlie: Looks like the Newton boy has a big smile for you.
Lindsey: Yeah dad, he has a big dick for me too.

Edward and Bella hesitate on the kiss for 8 million seconds
Fangirls in the theater: DO IT ALREADY!!!
Sarah: GUYS, IT'S VERY DIFFICULT FOR HIM!!!!

Aftermath of the kiss:
Lindsey (in Edward voice): What is this hardness pressing against my thigh?
Sarah: What is this sin?

Sleeping scene:
Lindsey: If you don't sleep, do you still get morning wood?

Carlisle: I'm Carlisle, and this is my family.
Lindsey: We don't have names.

Laurent leaves:
Sarah: See you in the meadow!

Edward: Bella you are my life now.
Sarah: Wardo, you are my life now.

Bella: I never gave much thought to how I would die.
Sarah: Didn't you say that already?
Lindsey: Yeah, I don't think you're being truthful.

Edward, sucking out the venom
Sarah: That's the only sucking that's going to be happening for awhile.

EDIT:
Carlisle: Animal attack.
Sarah and Lindsey: (Carlisle voice) Animal uh-TECK.

The project I got an A on:

http://i38.tinypic.com/35ic17m.jpg

Just click on the link.

Features cover art by Broken Social Scene, two of Montreal albums, Wolf Parade, and some other random greatness.

So, I got an A on my project as well as an A in that class. AND I'M DONE WITH THIS SEMESTER!

When I got home, my mom informed me that my dentist appointment got moved from Wednesday at 2:45 to Tuesday (yesterday) at 1:30 ish. We show up there, fill out forms, and meet the dentist. He checks out my wisdom teeth and then offers to take out the tooth that was bothering me so much since it had already come in enough. My mom asks if he could do that right then and he had no problem with it. I guess it was good that it was so impromptu, or else I would have had way too much time to freak out and obsess and I needed it out then before I removed it myself.
SO, he numbs the area and then I have to hear him remove my tooth. It was horrifying to the say the least and I started to cry uncontrollably at one point and I was gripping onto my jeans with my hands the whole time. It was just bad. My cheek my swollen for about two hours afterward and it's still fucking bleeding so I've had gauze in the area and blood going down my throat for about nine hours. The great thing about it all is my Darvocet prescription.

Now I just get to look forward to getting the other three removed. I will, however, be unconscious for that bullshit.

I need to go Christmas shopping.

Currently Listening to: Robert Pattinson

I have never

been in so much pain in my life.

And I have to give a presentation tomorrow when I can barely talk.

I choose the rooms that I live in with care

-Crushes are so strangeee and silly and rediculous topics in blogs.
-I wish my wisdom teeth would just fucking fall out instead of putting me in this much pain.
-I'm never drinking coffee again.
-I'm yawning so much that my eyes are watering.
-My feet are freezing.
-I love the satisfied feeling I get after stretching.
-Oh, and last night made 10 times. Be jealous.


Currently Listening to: The Walkmen

"Age of Consent" by New Order.

Safety Bricks

My room is rearranged. It is now put together the same way that I put it every year around Christmas time. It's kind of ridiculous. I am getting deja vu, however, because I remember blogging from this exact spot on my bed exactly a year ago. I cannot believe that it has already been a year.

I'm working on my Christmas list. It's making me feel pretty pathetic. I need to find the holiday cheer and bathe in it. I also need to stop feeling bad for making such lists. It's okay if people buy you things, Sarah. Breathe.

My classes end this Tuesday. Hallefuckinglujah. That means that starting next week, I will start compiling my favorite albums of this year for my second annual faves list where I pretty much just list every new CD that I've heard this year because I'm too nice to leave any out. And I'm stressing out over this more than the project that I haven't started on that is due Tuesday. BUT I know what number 1 is going to be... I think.

And there will be some of this:


And of course a bit of this undeniable tastiness:





Currently Listening to: Kevin Drew

I'm trying to forget

that I should have been seeing of Montreal tonight.

I love flakey friends. Honestly. I need more of them in my life... whenever they feel like it, that it.

FREAKING OUT

LIKE A CRAZY PERSON.

I was greeted at work by my other manager telling me that Foxy Shazam is coming to Pensacola in February. THEN, at some point during the night, our main manager texts her and tells her to tell me that BREATHE CAROLINA and cute is what we aim for is coming in fucking March.
THEN IT ACTUALLY GETS BETTER SOMEHOW...
I get home and start trying to make sure that these shows are legit (I worry a lot) AND I FIND OUT THAT FUCKING GOD DAMN FUCKING GIRL TALK IS COMING IN MARCH AS WELL.
FUCKING GIRL TALK.
GIRL TALK.
YEAH. FREAKING OUT.
AND I AM IN DISBELIEF BUT THERE ARE TICKETS SO IT SEEMS LEGIT.
FUCKING GIRL TALK.
MY CHEEKS ARE HOT AND FLUSHED FROM THE SQUEALING FESTS I HAD WITH MY SISTER ABOUT THIS.

GODDDDDDD

Whew

Growing out my bangs
Letting my eyebrows get fuller
Rearranging my room like I always do before Christmas
More yoga
No dwelling
No stressing
More writing
Positive self image


And now I sleep.

My BFF and I

lindseybeanx0 11:38pm: GTFO
KnitTheStiletto 11:38pm: ...
KnitTheStiletto 11:38pm: :[
lindseybeanx0 11:38pm: OF YOUR HOUSE AND INTO MY BED, ROB IS WAITING
KnitTheStiletto 11:38pm: OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD
lindseybeanx0 11:39pm: Hfs I am trying to imagine what I would do if I went back there and Rob wason my bed, like not just on my pillowcase
KnitTheStiletto 11:39pm: HAHAHH. I do that a lot.
KnitTheStiletto 11:39pm: I daydream of him walkingnto HT as well
KnitTheStiletto 11:39pm: into*
lindseybeanx0 11:39pm: HAHAHAH I DAYDREAM OF HIM WALKING INTO OLD NAVY
KnitTheStiletto 11:39pm: HAHAHHHHAH
lindseybeanx0 11:40pm: but HT is more likely since Rob wears the same clothes all the time
lindseybeanx0 11:40pm: =(
KnitTheStiletto 11:40pm: HA HA HA!!!
lindseybeanx0 11:40pm: where is my comfort gd
KnitTheStiletto 11:40pm: I'LL TEXT YOU IF HE DOES... IF I HAVE MINUTES
KnitTheStiletto 11:40pm: HAHAHH
lindseybeanx0 11:40pm: HAHAHAH BITCH
KnitTheStiletto 11:40pm: IMAGINE ME RUNNING THROUGH THE MALL TO OLD NAVY, DRAGGING HIM BY THE ARM
KnitTheStiletto 11:40pm: BAHAHAHHH
lindseybeanx0 11:41pm: AAAAAAHAHAH
lindseybeanx0 11:41pm: AND ALL OF THE TEENS THAT ATTACH TO HIS OTHER ARM
KnitTheStiletto 11:41pm: HAHAHHH
lindseybeanx0 11:41pm: LIKE A CONGA LINE
KnitTheStiletto 11:41pm: I WOULD RUN TOO FAST FOR THEM, DAMNIT
lindseybeanx0 11:41pm: AS IF YOU COULD OUT RUN ME
KnitTheStiletto 11:41pm: WHEN I GOT THE CLAIRE'S I WOULD JUST START FUCKING SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNFS
KnitTheStiletto 11:41pm: LUNGS*
KnitTheStiletto 11:41pm: HAHHAHAHAHAH
KnitTheStiletto 11:41pm: AS IF YOU COULD FIGHT ME OFF
lindseybeanx0 11:42pm: AHAHAHAHAH "LINDSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
KnitTheStiletto 11:42pm: HAHAHH
KnitTheStiletto 11:42pm: "LOOK WHAT I FOUND!!!"
lindseybeanx0 11:42pm: I admit that if he came into Old navy I would do it differently
lindseybeanx0 11:42pm: I would drag him slowly and sensually by the cock to Hot Topic
KnitTheStiletto 11:42pm: HAHAHAHAH

Also

I've been meaning to upload pictures from the midnight premiere and the Michelle Obama speech (which was over a month ago) so I finally just made a new photobucket to upload them to. Flickr sucks unless you have a pro account and I'll actually use this photobucket to show pictures.

http://photobucket.com/wefightfordiamonds

Album titles are on the left.

Nine times.
Lindsey and I are now getting ridiculous during the movie after seeing it so much. We laughed so incredible hard and loud during pivotal moments. It was just amazing.

And I have a new addition to my bed:

My Edward pillowcase.

I also bought a sweet Twi shirt at work Friday. Call me what you will.

We'll always love you, but that's not the point.

I've always been more than a bit off kilter. I never fit into a certain group throughout school and I have far more acquaintances than friends. I fall in love with CD's and books easier than I fall in love with people. I have standards that should be part of some fairytale or Disney movie. I'm too shy and tongue-tied around boys I'm interested in. I laugh at intimacy and have made myself stay far away from it. I'm so dreadfully awkward at times. I get far too lost in plots and characters that I begin to let them take over my reality. I keep myself awake at night, pondering the impossible. I neglect homework so I can blog out too much information.

I guess the point is this...
I want to stop competing for some membership to a group. I want to accept and embrace myself with only my consent. I want to feel alright for staying in on a Saturday night. I just want to feel alright.

-I'm now at 8 times
-Everyone is getting fucking pregnant
-wrap that shit up, PLZ
-My hair is getting hella long <3

I was going to type out this long thing and analyze some bullshit and then my friend from work sent me a link to the Twilight movie where you can watch it online.
I love piracy.

And life.
And Edward.
And I've lost it.

Going for time 6 today.
And counting out change in order to do so without using my card.

Don't judge me.

GET SKYPE!
LET'S CHAT!
JUST DON'T ASK FOR NUDES!

My weekend

has been defined by a movie.
I have become more obsessed with this than I could have dreamed of and I am starting to believe that I am going crazy.

With that said... Lindsey and I went and saw the movie two more times tonight. We snuck into the second movie again, naturally, and loved it more and more each time.

I have more to say, but I am beyond sleepy.
<3

Exhausted

Thursday at around 5, Lindsey came over. We got some car paint, decorated my car in the mall parking lot, and then went to Walmart for two apples.
At 7:30, Lindsey, Taryn, and I left for Destin.
By 8 we were at the theatre where we were told that they would not start lining people up for the movie until around 10:30. After sitting on a bench for 10 minutes after hearing that news, we saw a group get let into the theatre so we decided to try again. The ticket guy inside the theatre told us basically the same thing, so we ended up sitting inside UNTIL we noticed three people waiting in line outside of the auditorium we were assigned to.
Basically-
We sat down in line right after that, was in line until 10:35 ish when they finally let us in
-got the best fucking seats
-took crazy pictures
-fought with some team jacob girl
-made fun of drunk stuttering girls

And then the previews started... with fucking Half Blood Prince where I spent the duration of the preview with one hand on my heart and the other tightly on my mouth as I teared up. THEN, after 3 more previews, we get ANOTHER HP one. Heaven.
Then the fucking.movie.starts and Lindsey and I are near vomiting and/or hyperventilating at this point.
I taped the cafeteria scene. The audience went fucking nuts the second the figures walked by in the background. And then there was Edward. Edward.
I need to find a way to get the video back online because after being up on Youtube for 25 minutes today and receiving 201 views, it was deleted. Some bullshit about that being illegal.

I enjoyed the movie. They left out one of my favorite parts and many amazing conversations AND we were left with a shitty "meadow" scene, but other than that (and the overacting, bad writing, and cheesiness) I really did like it. To come to this conclusion, I had to eventually drop my expectations and go with the flow of it.

Friday night (last night), Lindsey and I went to the 8:00 showing and THEN I had this brilliant idea to sneak into the 10:30 showing.
So we've officially seen it 3 times on opening day and spent about 11 hours in a movie theatre within 24 hours.
It's been an amazing day.

Now I sleeeeeep.

Pictures sometime soon.

My room smells like apples. I should probably take my trash out.

OH MY GOD.
MIDNIGHT SHOWING.
OH GOD.
DAZZLING.
I'LL WRITE ON THIS LATER.

I extremely enjoy

sleeping at the wrong end of the bed and waking up disoriented.
It makes me feel like I'm sleeping in a new, foreign bed.
That end is colder, my pillows are fluffier when placed there, and my cell phone stays put.


Note to self: PLUCK EYEBROWS.

This man has been getting me hot with his music for two years now.

December 4th better happen.

In about 21 hours, we will be arriving at the theatre to endure a 4 hour wait in line for the movie.
STOKED.
STOKED.
STOKED.

Lindsey and I are meeting tomorrow before we leave to put together our "outfits."

My lips are hurtinggg.
And does anyone use Skype?
I downloaded it and have no one to test it out on!

Another in the Things I Extremely Enjoy Doing series

Dishes.
I loathed doing them for so so long until we got a CD player installed above the sink.
That + being home alone = one of my favorite things.
I get to dance and sing and attempt to hit notes that I will never reach and not be embarrassed when I fail. Instead, I usually burst out in giggles.
Today I did the dishes while listening to Adele.

And I put on a hell of a show, by the way.

I extremely enjoy taking off my clothing after getting home from work, or wherever I may have been.
I've been home for two hours and I'm still in the outfit I wore to work and I am so excited to take it off.


I'm sure this isn't that odd.

Maybe I should retire from blogging.



Currently Listening to: The Teenagers

Damn.
This song.

Also

yesterday marked 2 months.

Madelineeee

Sometimes I write ridiculous entries (like the last one) when I should really just update this thing when I'm in a good mood so I don't seem like some bi-polar weirdo.
EITHER WAY, I got my car Wednesday afternoon before work and Thursday, my dad and I went and switched my tag and made me legal to drive it. SO I HAVE A NEW CAR AND IT'S WONDERFUL AND THE SPEAKERS ARE AMAZING, SO I DRIVE AROUND WITH RAP BLASTING A LOT.
And today, it will take its first road trip. My sister and I are going to Seaside today to go to the record store and see an acoustic show by a local artist that we really enjoy.

But here's my car, Madeline:

My sister left that on my driver's seat <3

And I did add one sticker: a Decemberists one, naturally.

I have no idea when I'll write a full entry in here again.
I feel like all I have to offer this blog are bulleted lists and jumpy thoughts.
Things are difficult right now and I'm scared that the stress will leave me going gray at 20 years old.

But I'd rather not talk about it.

OH YES. OH YES. OH YES.

Movie: Twilight
2 hrs.
(PG-13), for some violence and a scene of sensuality
Showtime & Date: 11:59pm, the evening of Thu, Nov. 20th
Theater: Rave Motion Pictures Destin Commons 14
4000 Legendary Drive
Destin, FL 32541
(850) 650-4579
Tickets: 2 ADULT ● 1 CHILD
Total: $30.25 USD


And yes, I got my sister a child ticket even though she is 14 and considered old enough for an adult. WE SAVED 2 DOLLARS, OKAY!?

Hey hey, Valerie Plame

There are so many things that I was going to blog about this weekend and I just haven't felt like being trapped in front of this thing for that long.
So, I'll begin with today and the use of BULLETS! Okay, just dashes.

-I worked 12-4
-Sharon came and got me at around 4:45
-Walmart for cupcake stuff
-Then we went to her BF'S house where we made dinner, amazing cupcakes, and watched Prisoner of Azkaban <333 LUPINNNNNNNN GETS ME SO... moist.
-I got home about 20 minutes ago
-It is deliciously cold outside and my jaw hurts from chattering uncontrollably

AND AND AND. While I was at work, my dad went and met a woman selling a car. AND GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT!!! IT'S MINE. I HAVE A CAR AGAIN. WELL, I WON'T ACTUALLY HAVE IT UNTIL MAYBE TUESDAY OR WEDNESDAY, BUT IT'S MINE. My sister said it was PERFECT for me and my dad loved it. I hate that I wasn't there to see it in person and it's white (I hate white cars) but I don't even care. I trust their judgement and I cannnnooootttt waaaaiiiittt!!!

Seaside this weekend (hopefully in my new car <3)

Shit. I was going to say something else...

European expansion and African literature.

MY HUMANITIES SUMMARIES ARE DONE, PRINTED OUT, AND STAPLED VERY NICELY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DESK.
I CAN FINALLY BLOG AGAIN...

LATER ON TODAY...

FOR NOW I WRITE DOWN MY TEST NOTES AND SLEEP LIKE A BB.

I THINK I'LL TYPE ALL OF MY POSTS IN CAPS LOCK NOW.

MY HANDS ARE FREEZING.

FLORIDA WENT FUCKING BLUE!

I am at a complete loss for words.

My puffy, red eyes and runny nose say enough.

It has been a hell of a night.

I am so proud of my country.

And I'm being a huge cry baby. I'll blog when I can focus.

I get to vote in a little over twelve hours.
Words cannot even begin to describe how fucking excited I am. Not just because of the recent polls, but because this is such a monumental moment in my life. And this is the absolute best election to have as my first.

And I have just about finished my fucking summaries for Humanities. AND THEY'RE DUE THURSDAY! I DIDN'T WAIT UNTIL THE LAST MINUTE. I.AM.AMAZING.


Later on this week I'll tell the story of saying bye to my car for the last time.

VOTE!

Flickr, you have failed again.

AGAIN.
I just uploaded the pictures from the show last week and I was informed that I have reached the limit of pictures that will be shown to the public. Apparently, every picture after the 200th one doesn't show until you delete other photos.
BUT WAIT. This can be fixed if you just pay $25 for a pro account.

Fuck you.


http://flickr.com/photos/28526810@N04/

Hay November hay

Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

My Halloween night:

-My sister called for me to pick her up at the same time my parents headed off to a party, so I got her, swung by the house to put on my butterfly wings and then we blundered around fucking Walmart.

-Then we hit up Books a Million where I picked up the new Spin and spent a few minutes glancing over the vampire table they have set up.

-Starbucks! Grande white chocolate mocha iced latte with soy. Fucking amazing.

-And then I demonstrated the fact that I cannot pull off fake blood. I was grossed out the whole time and I am so thankful that it didn't smell like real blood, although my throat was burning the whole time as if it did. I kind of want to do it again, though, and get more into it.

BY THE WAY:

I fucking love this song and have always neglected posting it. There are several videos, but this one is the best version although the beginning of the song is cut off. You might hate it. I don't caaaaare.

HALLOWEENER IN MY ASSHOLE.

I'm afraid that my plans for tonight have been ruined.
I never stay home on Halloween.
Okay... except for 3 or 4 years ago when I just slept all night because I had a huge fight with my mom.

Halloween 2006- Went to a Broken Social Scene concert with someone who I now despise
Halloween 2007- Went as John Lennon while someone I am now not too fond of was Yoko. We were trick or treating with my sister and her fraaannnnsss.
Halloween 2008- WTF WHY AM I HOME

Would it be tragically uncool if I went to a party with my parents?
I'm friends with all of their friends; I grew up with them constantly around.
I just want to wear my fucking butterfly wings again and make my hair cute.
And if I'm 20 years old, but look 16, does that mean that I can still go trick or treating? Yes. It does. I answered my own question.

Life is hating me lately. Why?

After being in the shop for 9 days, it has been made official that my car, Haligh, is dead.

I knew since last Tuesday that it was a possibility and even yesterday when I was told what the mechanic thought it gone, but I held out and hoped for the best. And my fucking car is dead. It will end up in some junk yard as the stickers on the back fade and peel off. I am seriously taking this like my child has died and I'm not sure if that is normal or not.

I was attached to this car. I have so many horrible and amazing memories in that vehicle. I never, ever got it in a wreck. It was like a friend that was always willing to hang out.

I am fucking devastated.

And I want to scrape all of those fucking stickers off.

This cold ass weather is making me frisky.

The Delicious Tour 2008

Like the past two blogs written after Breathe Carolina shows, this will be completely scattered and I don’t even care. Well, I obviously care enough to type out a disclaimer.

We were on the road at about 3:30 and got into Pensacola an hour later. After getting turned around on the way to the venue, we finally arrived at 5. Shortly after, we found out that doors didn’t open until seven. Luckily the two hours flew by with laughter and the excitement of seeing Breathe Carolina pull up in the parking lot and take their equipment into the building.
We were second in the line, and by the time the doors were held open, our place in line, despite what time we had got there, no longer mattered. With our luck, though, the people who pre-ordered were let in first and all six of us ended up right in front.
After a girl with horse hair and her friends threatened to kick my ass, the show goes rather smoothly until I get kicked in the face. But alas, I am getting ahead of myself.
Emarosa played first and put on a pretty decent show.
Then Four Letter Lie begins setting up. The lead singer is completely crazy and whenever we would make eye contact with him, he would make some silly gesture. When I caught his eye he mouthed “Are you ready?” and I mouthed back “Yeahh” and he responded with “Are you sure?” in which I mouthed “Oh yeaaaahhhh.” It got worse as the show started. The energy they gave off was incredible. During the show, said singer would sing in people’s faces, touch their cheeks, etc. He kissed Lindsey on the forehead and at one point put his forehead against mine while singing, and I just looked back at him with some goofy ass grin.
During Four Letter Lie the crowd got insane. Small pits started breaking out behind us, shoving kids into us and forcing me to fall onto the small cat walk-like part of the stage (that we were standing in front of) several times. Then some guys tried to crowd surf which resulted in me getting kicked in the face. I went down and thought that my nose ring had been pulled from my face. When I recovered, I realized that my camera was fucked up. The lens was still out but it was shut off. No matter how many times I switched it on and off and even put in my sister’s batteries, it would not turn on for more than 2 seconds.
ANYWAY
Breathe Carolina was next (!!!). They all came out and began setting up and as soon as I saw a window of opportunity, I called out “Kyle” and he saw me and gave this huge smile and my brain slipped out a bit. He came over to us, gave me a hug and asked how I was doing, thanked me for coming out, and said that it was great to see me and then went back to setting up.
Like the past two shows, they were amazing. Unfortunately they didn’t play anything from the new CD, but my favorite song did make the set list. While they were playing, we continued to get pushed onto the stage by the people behind us. And I had a girl basically grinding on my back and ass the whole fucking time, nearly pulling my pants down.
Lindsey, Meagan, and I leave the crowd as soon as they’re done and on our way out, Linds pushes the bitch who was on top of me, causing her to fall down. Greatest thing ever.
We buy some water, and sit down to wait for Pierce the Veil. As we’re waiting, Taryn joins us, leaving Haylee and Courtney at the stage.
When they come on, Linds and I go to the back of the crowd to watch. They were insane. We were dancing and pretending to grind on this random kid and on each other. PTV played their spot-on cover of “Beat it” and they were just a blast.
Alright, alright. So, the show ends, fans gang up on the musicians, and I follow the girls around with my sharpie, as I try to find the perfect time to talk to Kyle.
Finally, we see him with only a small crowd circling around and the girls go ahead of me in line. This is so cheesy and I always feel like an idiot typing out this shit. I cannot help but laugh at myself. But, when I approach him and see the way that he looks at me, I just melt. He pulls me into a hug and begins to whisper in my ear again how great it is to see me and that he loves me, yada yada. He asks me how I’ve been doing and we talk about the crazy crowd and I mention that I got kicked in the face and I start to ramble. Then I ask if they’re planning to tour through the area again and he promises sometime next year that they will. I then tease him about finishing the Harry Potter series and he keeps saying “You know I’m lazy” like we’re old friends. Then he starts talking about silly stuff like the fact that they just got a flat screen TV in their van and how exciting it is for them and so on. Somehow the mall gets brought up and by that time Lindsey has joined the conversation and I tell him that I work at Hot Topic and he asks if we sell their CD there. He gets so excited and giddy when I tell him that we sell the CD and one of their shirts which is a big deal seeing as I work at one of the smaller stores in the country. I wish I could remember what other things were said. We took another picture together (posted in the last blog). Ohhh yeahhh. I mention that we waited in line for two hours and he tells us that next time we should just find them before the show and hang out in the van instead of having to stand outside. I felt like an idiot as I had him repeat that bit because it seemed crazy to hear it. I tell him that I wanted to say hey when they were moving their gear in while we were in line, but didn’t know if it would be weird or not. And he assured me that it wouldn’t have been and that he’s seen me enough and we’re friends now so I shouldn’t feel weird around him. He then lets us know that they may be playing Warped Tour next year and that he would love for us to come hang out if they do. Blah blah blah, my brain falls out and we talk to him some more and then the singer for Four Letter Lie comes up and joins the conversation.
At one point I turn around and see a group of people waiting to talk to him. About 10 minutes had passed and they look pissed but he doesn’t even seem to notice. He gives us more hugs, I mention the touring the area thing again and he pinky promises me that it will happen, he thanks me/us for talking to him and then I ask him where David is so I can have him sign my CD jacket as well. He says that he thinks he’s out in the van and that he’ll take me. He picks up some merch boxes and then motions for me to follow him. The air outside was incredible. I can’t even guess the temperature but it was the first time this fall that I have been able to see my breath.
We see David signing autographs in the parking lot immediately. He’s talking to some trampy blonde and Kyle completely interrupts him to have him sign my CD jacket. When David tells him to hold on a second (or whatever was said) and he finishes talking to the girl, Kyle turns around and says “I got it, love.”
When David finishes signing it, Lindsey has now rejoined us and we start talking again. I know that more hugs and I love yous were thrown around, I just cannot recall what else was said. The group that was behind us inside approaches him and he talks with them for a couple and then turns all of his attention on us again and we carry on some conversation that I wish I remembered…
The girls meet back up with us and when we finally part he hugs me, hugs the girls, and then turns to me for another hug.
As he starts to walk away Taryn yells out “SARAH, YOUR CLEAVAGE!!!” and I turn around to drop my jaw in horror toward her and then I pull my sweater together at my chest and look up to see that Kyle heard all of that was laughing.
I know I use this word entirely too much, but it was an AMAZING night. Amazing. And I am kind of upset that it could be 4 months (probably more) before I see BC/ him again. Pathetic?

We left with 3OH!3 blasting from the car as we screamed along and then decided to eat at Waffle House. It was the single most incredible experience that I have ever had at WH. So many inside jokes were made that recalling them all would take too much effort and typing on my part and would probably bore anyone who stumbles upon this entry. I also have not laughed that hard in the longest time. One word, though: cones.
After that, we ran across the street to the gas station so the girls could buy some candy.
The hour long trip home was full of more laughter, dancing, and my sister adding the word “balls” to Hot Chip songs.
So good.

I wish every night could be that incredible.

I'll post the pictures on my Flickr soooon.

PS; It's insanely weird that I posted this exactly 24 hours after my last post.

Hay life hay

And that's all you get until later on today.

I.AM.SO.EXCITED.

1. I am so broke, BUT I have a Halloween costume to wear to work tonight (since they're making us dress up for the whole week leading up to the 31st)
Well, it's not much of a costume, but I am playing it up. I bought butterfly/fairy wings today (THEY'RE THE CUTEST THINGS EVAAARRR) and I have a dress and cardigan that match with the colors, so I'm wearing that. THEN I am putting on a ton of matching makeup and doing my hair all cute. Pictures, unless it looks hideousss.
2. THIS IS THE BEST TIME EVER TO WORK AT HOT TOPIC. WHY? BECAUSE TONIGHT WE ARE HAVING A LISTENING PARTY OF THE TWILIGHT SOUNDTRACK. AND OF COURSE MY MANAGER SCHEDULED ME TO WORK AND I AM WRITING IN CAPS LOCK BC I AM SO EXCITED AND THIS SENTENCE IS SCATTERED AND I DON'T CARE. ONCE AGAIN, EXCITED.
3. LINDSEY AND I ARE GOING TO SEE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3 TONIGHT AFTER WE EACH GET OFF OF WORK!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!
4. BREATHE CAROLINA TOMORROW. YAH, IN ABOUT 24 HOURS OR LESS WE WILL BE THERE, IN LINE, OR DRIVING.
5. I STILL DON'T HAVE MY CAR, BUT ALL OF THIS SHIT IS MAKING UP FOR IT.
6. I LOVE MY LIFE RIGHT NOW
7. I HAVE STUPID BOY DRAMA. I MIGHT GET INTO IT LATER. MAYBE NOT. WHO CARES. TWI IS IN MY LIFE.
8. I HAVE THE BEST BEST FRIEND EVER. WE MAKE OBSCENE JOKES ABOUT ROB'S NEW BEARD.
9. I'M SICK AND I FEEL LIKE THROWING UP AND I DON'T EVER CARE. EXCITEDDDDDDD.
10. I'M GOING TO GO LISTEN TO LADYTRON AND RUIN MY SKIN WITH MAKEUP!!! HAY GIRL HAY!!!
11. I LOVE JUMPING UP AND DOWN AND GETTING EXCITED ABOUT TWI WITH MY MOM. IT'S THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER.
12. HURRY THE FUCK UP, NOVEMBER 21ST.
13. I AM NOT EVEN GOING TO SPELLCHECK THIS OR CHECK FOR ANY RUN-ON SENTENCES.
14. EXCITED.

The past two nights

my dreams have been election based.
The only thing I remember is that Obama won in both dreams.

And sometimes dreams come true.


I'm off to go wash dishes and wish that I wasn't coming down with something.
I do sound utterly hilarious when I sing while I'm sick, though. Like a prepubsecent boy.
It's kind of hot.

Oh, my yesterday sucked. How was yours?

ALRIGHT. SOOOOOO.

Yesterday was the Michelle Obama rally/speech as well as one of the worst days that I have had in a long while.



My sister and I head out at around 8:00 AM giving us plenty of time for the hour drive and the long wait before the doors were opened at 10:30. About 30 minutes into the drive, my car starts acting strange. I'm doing 60 MPH and my car is acting like it is a strain to go faster. Then a weird noise starts and I decide to pull over into a median. I calm down and my sister insists that I continue to drive. I go to turn the key in the ignition and "click" is all I hear. My car will not start. I figure that it's my battery and call my mom in tears. She calls my dad and they both head out to see what they can do and to give me my mom's van.

But now we have a 25 minute wait and we're stuck in the median... in front of the fucking zoo... which is about to open. People start lining up behind us only to realize that we're not moving and they have to go around us. NO ONE STOPS TO HELP US. Two young girs broke down in a median and no one stops. When my parents were 15 minutes away or so, someone finally stops. The sweetest lesbian that I have ever met. She offers to push my car to the other side of the median so my car is out of the way and then tries to jump my car which fails when she realizes that her starter kit has a dead battery. The best part comes when I look at her shirt. It says- and I quote- "Keep talking. I like watching your lips move." I could not make this shit up if I tried. I am very grateful that she stopped, though.

Finally my dad gets there and starts scraping nasty dried acid shit from my battery. We make some jokes and then my mom shows up, shoves us in her van and tells us to go.
I love my parents. A lot.

We get there in amazing time, park a million miles away, and join the HUGE line to get into the civic center.
Every type of person you can imagine was represented at the rally. I was filled with this sense of perfect unity and it made me feel so proud to be American. (THAT WAS THE CHEESIEST THING THAT I HAVE EVER SAID AND I REALLY SHOULD DELETE IT... BUT IT'S SILLY AND TRUE.) The best thing I saw while in line was a school bus unload a bunch of adorable black children in their school uniforms and watching them walk up to the building while they were all chanting "Obama." I might have squirted out a few tears while that was going on.
I bought another button and we ran into some protesters with their nice McCain posters which we walked by while holding up the peace sign in their faces.

We make it into the building and although our seat is at the very top, our view is really amazing. There is a guy playing some covers on an acoustic guitar and when he finishes up, several people come on to speak. Then some music is played. A weird mix for a presidential rally, really. All American Rejects, Angels and Airwaves, Aretha Franklin, some other "soul" music as my sister called it, and some band that sounded like Yellowcard.
There were a couple more speakers and then Michelle came onto the stage. It was a spectacular moment. Everyone was on their feet, chanting (I chanted. I was proud.) "Yes we can."
Her speech was excellent and the subject matter hit home for everyone in the room. We got some decent pictures that I will post as soon as they are uploaded onto my laptop from my sister's camera.

After the speech, we actually found the van in the sea of vehicles and had to wait a century until someone let us back out. We called my dad to get the status on my car and he let me know that they got it started and could drive it for about 10 minutes before it started to make that noise again and they had to leave it about 15 minutes out of town. There was no oil in it due to a leak that I had no idea about and it is POSSIBLE that my block is cracked which would mean that I need a new car altogether. If that is the case, I am completely fucked and crushed. As of right now, I am using my mom's van to get around. But you have no idea how fucking much I miss my small, amazing, gorgeous, sticker-covered, 14 year old car, Haligh.
Anyway, we stopped by Best Buy and then ate lunch in town before heading back.

I am so happy that this is my first election and that I am voting for someone who I truly believe in. Ths person has the potential to turn this country around and unify us. It's a great feeling. Ah, hope.

BTW: BREATHE CAROLINA SHOW IN ALMOST 2 DAYS!!!

Currently Listening to: Mercy Mercedes

WHO IS GOING TO AN OBAMA RALLY WHERE MCHELLE OBAMA WILL BE SPEAKING?
ME.
ME.
ME.

TUESDAYYYYYYYY

I want

my whole body covered with the lyrics to "Ceremony."

I will never, ever get over this song.
Ever.

Hence why it is my absolute favorite.

It's a crush.

A major crush.




Simply knowing you exist
Ain't good enough for me
But asking for your telephone number
Seems highly inappropriate

Seeing as I can't
Even say hi
When you walk by

And that time you shook my hand
It felt so nice
I swear I never feel
This way about any other guy
And I never usually notice people's eyes but

I conducted a plan
To bump into you most accidentally
But I was walking along
And I bumped into you much more heavily
Than I'd originally planned
It was well embarrassing and
I think you thought that I was a bit of a twat

I just think that we'd get on
I wish I could tell you face to face
Instead of singing this stupid song
But yeah I just think that we might get on

So I went to that party and everyone
They were kind of arty
And I was wearing this dress
Because I wanted to impress
But I wasn't sure if I looked my best
'Cause I was so nervous
But I carried on regardless
Strutting through each room
Trying to find you

And when I saw you
Kissing that girl
My heart it shattered
And my eyes, they watered
And when I tried to speak I stuttered

And my friends were like whatever
You'll find someone better
His eyes were way too close together
And we never even liked him from the start
And now he's with that tart
And I heard she done some really nasty stuff
Down in the park with Michael
He said she's easy
And if your guy's with someone that's sleazy
Then he ain't worth your time
'Cause you deserve a real nice guy

So I proceeded to get drunk and cry
And lock myself in the toilets
For the entire night

Saturday night
I watched channel five
I particularly liked CSI

I don't ever dream
About you and me
I don't ever make up stuff about us
That would be considered insanity
I don't ever drive by your house to see if you're in
I don't even have an opinion
On that tramp that you're still seeing
I don't know your timetable
I don't know your face off by heart
But I must admit
That there is still a part of me
That thinks we might get on
That we could get on
That we should get on

A picture

Taken from my bed at 10:59 AM yesterday. I just thought it was ~~CuTe N PrEtTy~~

A conversation in bullets

And then I think about it and realize that:

• I have only a couple friends who are into going to shows
• Those friends are hella flakey.
• Does that even make them friends?
• I hate flakey people.
• I also hate girls who try too hard.
• OR anyone who tries to impress with their knowledge of music.
• Don't yell so you're sure that I can hear you.
• Going to shows isn't a contest to see how many dicks you can suck in a night.
• Does anyone go to shows for the music anymore?
• Or am I really in a daydream 24/7?
• I've gone my whole life thinking that I just don't fit in anywhere and that I never will.
• The amount of time I spend alone with my Itunes is solidifying that thought every day.
• Fuck, I wish the bookstore was open

Off-shore drilling? YOU BETCHA!

• I got fucking harassed by 8th graders yesterday while my sister and I were at Sonic. These kids were walking around with a McCain sign. 13 year olds doing their parents' dirty work, I'm assuming. My sister yelled out "Obama!" and all fucking hell broke loose. They came back to my car with the sign and started to yell random shit that they probably heard their parents say at home. As I grew more and more livid, I also began throwing insults at them and laid on my horn for about a minutes straight until they got away from my vehicle. Then as soon as I roll my window down, they're back. I was civil as I explained to them that I am actually old enough to vote and will do so... for Obama on November 4th and waving a sign in front of me will never change my mind. As the others filed away after their last words, one prick stayed behind. I used my worst words on him as I told him that his parents "fucked up" when raising him. As my sister and I left, we were seriously chased out of the parking lot by 13 year olds. When I calmed down and we returned (they had left and we went through the drive-thru this time), I told the server about it and he informed me that he had made them leave and then we shared our like for Obama. OH, LIFE.
• There are not enough remixes of "Pogo." I've found 6 and a mash-up and I am scratching for more. I fucking love remixes.
• I am way too proud of my sister. We went to her school's football game tonight and she is seriously the cutest person in the world and I love watching her with the band.
• MY SUPER SECRET SHIRT CAME IN. BE JEALOUS. THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT LINDSEY AND I WANT (more or less). You'll find out what it is sooner or later... doesn't mean you'll care.
• Life is nice. And cute. And fun. And you know.

Oh, James

This man drives me absolutely insane.

So it's settled.

I have decided on my next (and possibly last) tattoo.
It's silly and I will only explain what it is if asked, BUT I am getting "Act II, Scene II" somewhere on my body (the jury is still out on where).

Today marks

one month.

Babble

I realized today that I do care if I succeed. Of course this is something that I have always cared about BUT I saw myself realllly trying while studying for a Psych test. It was cool. And then I started to prioritize and plan to not procrastinate. SO MANY P'S.

And I am so ready to go back to fucking Forks. I'm out. I'm gone. I am so gone to curl up with that sweet ass book. I wish you could make love to words. Nah, that's not strange at all.

Oh, pwn,

Me: Please don't spew on my bed.
My sister: That's what she said

Stand and deliver

I definitely broke my promise and I'm about to go read and sleeeeep.



The new season of Degrassi is SO.INTENSE.



And I bought the CUTEST dress yesterday.



I also have the best BFF ever.



Sup at updatesss.

I feel like a stranger.

Okay.
I promise that I will post about the show tomorrow.
This is more of a promise to myself than to anyone else.

AND OMG THE NEW TRAILER IS FUCKING AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING.
NOVEMBER 21ST CANNOT COME SOON ENOUGH.

I am now rereading the 2nd book.

Hoorah.

Sarah passes out between bands at the New Found Glory show.

This and many more stories coming as soon as I have the patience to type it all out.

Sappp

Today is the day.

Today is the day.

Today is the day.

I could try to put this feeling into words, but I could never do it justice.

After 7 years of completely loving them, I am finally seeing New Found Glory.

It won't hit me until they come on stage. I cannot believe that this is going to happen for me.

<3

I have the craziest adrenalin rush going on right about now.


And shit it feels so good.




Currently playing air piano to: Electric Light Orchestra

I did not even realize

that I haven't posted in nearly 3 days.
But if you knew what has been on my mind the whole time, you would rather I not post anyway.

For the sake of the one or two people who read this, I will not dwell on anything regarding a certain series that I am now rereading.

The lineup for my weekend is the most exciting thing that I've seen in quite a long time.
TODAY (friday): Alright, not the most exciting day of this weekend, buttt Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist is in theatres now!!! And even though I know that they have ruined it and it will not compare to the book, my mom, sister and I are going on a cute date to see it!
Tomorrow (Saturday): First trip to SEASIDE of the fall with my BFF, Lindsey!!! I am beyond excited. Seaside has become my favorite local-ish spot this year. It's so perfect and quiet. Not to mention I love spending hours in the record store there and maybe he will be working.
The next day (Sunday): NEW FOUND GLORY NEW FOUND GLORY NEW FOUND GLORY!!! Yes, I have been waiting to see them live since I was 13 years old. It was originally going to be just Lindsey and I, but after my sister showed a definite interest in going, my dad decided to drive us all there. A three hour drive with 3 hyper girls. It's going to be beyond amazing. Andd my good friend Teasha is meeting us up there <3 size="2">November 21st is not coming fast enough!


Currently Listening to: Paramore "Decode" (on repeat)

One of the best transitions

from one song to another is when "We Fight for Diamonds" turns into "Unforgettable Season."
I always have to listen to them in order.
It is GAWGEOUS!!!

Honestly

Sometimes I stop and think to myself "Sarah, you are such a fucking bad ass."
I am saying that over and over in my head right now.

And one day this will get my ass kicked.

Re-read

of the first book.

And I don't think I will ever refer to these books by their names.
So weird.


I love rap music sometimes.

Three years ago today

I saw The Decemberists for the first time, met them all, and cried while talking to Colin Meloy.

This also marks three years that I've been wearing the same Decemberists pin everyday (minus the couple days where I have thought it lost).

I'm done.
I closed the last book for the final time 5 minutes ago.

I want to go back to a week ago and relive the books for the first time again.


I'm crying like a baby.

Yessss, stillllll.

But other than that, THE WEATHER OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW IS FUCKING.AMAZING.

You can have your romance with summer, give me Autumn any day.

NEW TV ON THE RADIO CD TODAY!!!
And I am so hot and bothered right now. The pink from my hot cheeks has still not gone down.

Shit

Ohh, this is why.

I could throw up from the stress that book four is causing me.
I've been reading nearly nonstop since I've been awake - 7 hours.

I have to take a shower. And hopefully hanging out with Elliot tonight will take my mind off of this past week.

I'm almost disgusted with myself.

Stilllllllll.

I started the fourth and final book about two hours ago.

I am completely distraught. Why are there only four books?!?!?!

This Travis Barker shit has me feeling completely sick.
And I'm pretty sure that my mom was on the verge of tears when she called me, telling me about it not even 30 minutes ago.

Just shit :/

Here's something:

I am terrified.
I think that I may change my major.
I cried as I passed the elementary school today and saw all of the tiny kids walking home. I feel my youth and innocence slipping away faster than ever. It's like a bomb ticking and ticking.
Whenever I get stressed out, I go to the bookstore and I don't exhale until I'm alone in the fiction section, surrounded by stories that are far better than my own.
I'm scared.
I keep forgetting to breathe.
And I have no one to talk to about this.

Anything?




Currently listening to: Kings of Leon

Yes, still.

I am about to start book three.

I am nervous and anxious and excited and I feel sick whenever I think about it.

I also had a decent hour and a half nap today. It was so strange because I actually felt refreshed when I woke up.


I think I'm going to write in my actual journal.

:]

Still gone

At 48 seconds, I almost vomit. Every. single. time.



Just to clarify: the vomitting would be out of my complete love for him and that GD crooked smile, naturally.

AND
At work last night, this lady spent $20.14 and while writing out her check, she was like "Is today the 19th?" and I was just like "Oh, yeah" and then she asked if the price was $20.19 and I just replied cooly with "Yeah."
Uhm. no. I was 5 cents off and it was definitely the 17th.
I was obviously in Forks when she was asking these questions.


Reality:
My Breathe Carolina shirt and CD came in the mail!!!

I'm gone.

Today classes were just a hurdle to jump over so I could read.
I hardly heard anything that left my teacher's mouths. I'm sure at least one of them caught my dazed expression or my blank stare that fixated on the dirty carpet for minutes at a time.
I have to struggle to catch my breath when I think of him or open the book.

It's safe to say that I've lost it. And I never wish to return to whatever reality I was previously living in.

I'm slipping.

I haven't read a book that quickly since The Deathly Hallows.

And now... for book two.

Nothing else will be important enough to blog about until I finish these books and slowly let my eyes refocus on reality.
Slowlyyy.

How perfect it was to greeted by such solemn, grey clouds as I made my way to my car. I took it and held it in, pretending that I was somewhere else as I rounded the corner and quickly snapped out of it when I was nearly an inch away from colliding with a car far nicer than my own. And then the rain came. First as a drizzle, and then as if the flood gates had been forced open.

Like anything I've written in the past few years, it isn't good and it lacks an ending. It came to me while I was driving to work, with Forks in my mind.

This is my life when I begin to live through a book.

Oh god

I'm going to have to end this blog.

After receiving endless guilt trips from my mother for months now, I have started the Twilight series.
I fucking hate vampires and if I begin to fall for Edward, I will have to end this blog.

Mine!

As soon as it ships and comes in, etc.

!!!

While I'm alive I'll feel alive

I know that you deserve an entry.
But I am far too sleepy and whenever I go to write in here, I freeze up.

Let's see...
-I recently took it off of my calendar because I was certain that it was not going to happen, BUT I AM OFFICIALLY GOING TO SEE NEW FOUND GLORY ON OCTOBER 5TH IN TALLAHASSEE. This probably means nothing to you. But I've been waiting since 8th grade (that's 7-8 years) to see them and I am beyond thrilled.
-Last night (well, September 11th) I saw Why? and Mt. Eerie in Pensacola. It was amazing and I'm so glad that I went despite the crap that went on beforehand.
If you are interested in seeing pictures, they're in my Flickr (link is on the side).

That is possibly it.

Yes. That's it.

I'm never making plans again.

I have never gone through so much shit just to go to a concert.


But I am seeing Why? tonight.
Fuck it.

My Psychology book is fucking missing. I have my first test tomorrow and although it's open notes, I KNOW that she'll be a teacher that derives the majority of the test from the book.

September 11th marks three years since I lost a friend to suicide.

And I am not fucking handling this shit well.


And I'm done taking advice.
And I'm sick of feeling this way.
And I'm just done.

I'm finally going to teach myself how to communicate with a boy I basically don't know.
I need to put myself as far away from my comfort zone as I can.

I'm freaking the fuck out.



I'll continue to be a random stranger for a while.

If I could take two husbands...

I would, without a doubt, wed Michael Cera and Clark Duke.

What makes this funny (to me. I doubt you'll laugh.) is that the boy I have so girlishly been lusting over for 5 months looks a bit like Michael Cera. AND, I realized today, that this boy in my sociology class that has had my eye since school started, resembles Clark Duke a bit.

What makes it sad is that I probably have no chance with all four of them.

I guess that's what daydreams are for.

No actual blogs for me as of late

I know that it’s true
It’s gonna be a good year
Out of the darkness
And into the fire
I tell you I love you
And my heart’s in the strangest place
That’s how it started
And that’s how it ends

The trumpet in my head

I feel like such a broken record.
A lonely, semi-pathetic broken record.


In other news: my sister had her second football game last night. This was the first game of the season where the band did the field show, and Taryn was incredible. I am beyond proud of her.


Currently Listening to: Lykke Li

Girl Talk is getting my 100th post

You need this album. Download it illegally, legally download it, buy it when it comes out, steal it from your friend, just get your hands on it.

And for the record: I cannot fucking wait to make my end of the year music list.