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)