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| Tuesday, November 21st, 2006 | | 2:44 am |
Life Line
I'm so accident prone right now, it's scary... Make that THREE emergency calls in the last four days! They said that things usually happen in three's, but I'm considering locking myself in a padded room with a clear connection to my mother to feel safe! Current Mood:  scared | | Monday, November 20th, 2006 | | 1:20 am |
Un-BUH-lievable!!!
...B.S.ing a last-minute fashion show and having it hailed as something superb in the local paper... ...Calling Emergency 911 at work-- TWICE!--For two unrelated events... ...Dreaming of my teeth falling out and researching it... ...Boy with major confidence issues... ...Boy with mouth wired shut... ...Thinking that that's okay... ...Mexican penguins... ...Counting down until I can see my family for Thanksgiving... ...Psychics that lie-!!!... ...Going to FRICKIN'-MEXICO!!!!!!!!!!... (Applicable song, indeed!) | | Thursday, November 9th, 2006 | | 1:12 am |
Malaria is NOT a Turn-on!
"Malaria" isn't working! Perhaps something more of greater substance with infectious puss-spitting hives might do the trick? I've never worked this hard to be so repulsive! Rolling my eyes at him this much is giving me headaches! | | Tuesday, November 7th, 2006 | | 10:37 pm |
| | Sunday, November 5th, 2006 | | 8:05 pm |
I'm Creating Monsters
Longtime- No write. Time to catch up. With all the blood, sweat and tears, it's finally done! My cropped jacket--Bell sleeves and all! With a few technical errors, of course, but nothing that the untrained eye might find. Ashley's Jack Russell is finally out of my hands too as of a week ago. I loved that dog for the Labor Day weekend in North Carolina, but a week of feedings, poopings, throw-ups, fleas, and rug-chewings, made me want to kill him! And who knew he had to eat everyday-?!?!??! My St. Bernard at home wasn't half as bad as Jake! Regarding school and uber lame professors and lessons (Be warned- this is not for the faint of heart): If I already understand the material really, really well, is there any point for another semester or so- or even worse-- GRAD SCHOOL?!?!?! Why doesn't the school just hand me a piece of paper saying I graduated, skip the whole robe thing (because it would do absolutely nothing for my figure, anyway), take a few pictures and call it a day? That sounds way more appealing to me. This isn't senioritis. It's way more serious than that. I actually had this somewhat inspirational conversation the other day with this girl from some bakery over the transporting of 200 cupcakes to my car for my boss, inwhich I think I was way too opinionated and probably made her cry in the end. I think it went something like this: Me: "Don't go to school for your boyfriend. Don't go to school for your parents. Do whatever you want. Don't stay at home. Don't go so far that you couldn't go home if you wanted to. Don't drop the cupcakes." Oy vey. School is making me restless. The classrooms are making me claustrophobic. I always thought of myself as one of those hands-on learning types, anyway. The thought of sitting in another class makes me wince and my only solution is bringing fashion and travel magazines! I'm an android. Better yet- I'm a communications major! I go, "Blah. Blah. Blah." What to do- What to do? I went to a silly fashion show at the local mall and nearly stalked the host who is some big-time fashion forecaster for a major consulting firm in NYC and travels all over the world. I literally looked at this old man with ridiculously expensive-looking alligator shoes on and thought 'I want to be you.' So I introduced myself and he was kind enough to forward all of my information to his HR so that they could review it for a possible internship where they probably pay nothing and should I ever be accepted, it costs way too much money to even breathe in New York City! And to keep myself busy, I'm preparing for my own fashion show with my club on the 15th on campus. Looking forward to going home for Thanksgiving. Not sure how I'm going to juggle spending time in Cape Coral with my Dad's side of the family, Miami/Ft. Lauderdale with my mama, and just yesterday I was invited by an old friend of mine (a UCF grad. and one of my past models through the club who's currently working for a major fashion house in NYC with a Psych. degree-hah!) to spend a weekend at her grandmother's mutli-million dollar estate in Tampa for a few days! Sure, why not? A friend of mine invited me to his fraternity's formal this coming Friday as his "Last-Resort Date"! I'm not offended. We're friends, he's paying, and I get to go glam for one night in college! The weather is cooling down, so I hope to start biking everywhere. I made a hasty decision to bring this boy on board. Lame, needy boys are a little difficult to pry off- especially if they're slightly girly and insist on cuddling...Eew. And the way I see it, I have enough of my own problems- Please don't tell me yours! In fact, do we really need to speak at all?! Ugh- it's just all lame! Outside information just confirmed it. A CEO who didn't know how to run his own business...Such a damn shame! Can I rewind back to Halloween? I missed out on the whole dress-up part this year. | | Tuesday, October 10th, 2006 | | 1:22 am |
Sugar Rush
I have three major exams, and one serious presentation within 24 hours of each other and I am on an intense sugar rush right now, but I need to sleep so that I can wake up at the buttcrack and study some more and my aunt is here with me and she just told me EV-ER-Y-THING and I wasn't expecting it and it's totally caught me off guard and I feel like I'm on speed now with this and my caffeine intake tonight-- HOW DARE YOU!!! SHE'S MY COUSIN!!! I FORBID YOU FROM HAVING FUN AND YOU'RE ONLY ALLOWED TO SIT AROUND AND TWITTLE YOUR THUMBS AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!!!--AND THIS IS THE ONLY RESOULTION I'VE COME TO, AFTER BURNING 18463950376995 CALORIES PACING! Current Mood:  SHOCKED-STRESSED-GAH! | | Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006 | | 10:45 am |
Strange Little Beasts
"All men are not slimy warthogs. Some men are silly giraffes, some woebegone puppies, some insecure frogs. But if one is not careful, those slimy warthogs can ruin it for all others." -Cynthia Heimel Yum. A blueberry bagel and extra cream cheese is like heaven in my mouth. It's a good thing I bought a planner, yesterday, now that I know I don't have a test, today! Current Mood:  full | | Sunday, October 1st, 2006 | | 10:02 pm |
Love Show
So, I hadn't written in here for a while just because I thought that things were becoming a little difficult to articulate. Since my mom, Aunt Lori, and Katrina's mom came up last weekend, things have been smoothing out. Everything's slowly coming into perspective. I'm loving the new stress-free job. Test results are coming back negative which is a relief, but the school's phlebotomist was an absolute idiot and ran in circles when he saw me pass out like that. School's a drag in your senior year when things are repetitive of all three years before. I'm finding bruises all over my body- some matching(?!)- and I don't even know how I got them. It's annoying. Katrina and I have come up with the most ridiculous routine to "Sexy Back"! LMAO Horoscopes have been eerily accurate lately: "If you're waiting for someone to give you their approval to move forward with your plans, you're wasting your time. You don't need any approval from anyone to do what you want to do today ... could you be looking for an excuse to put things off a little longer? Silly you -- don't you know that procrastination is out of style? Pick up your feet and get moving toward what you want right now, because there's no reason for any hesitation. Just get up and go!"(And now the role of the "Insensitive Hardass" will be played by Sara in all of the following scenes.) Where the hell did this kid come from?! He's cute and nice--everyone else says so-- and I am all too willing to kick him out and go about my business like nothing is happening. It's like the roles have been reversed. I am a terrible person. Womanly comments and things concerning the "F" word (i.e. Feelings) will not be taken lightly and will result in an immediate dismissal. Compliments are completely unnecessary and uncalled for. I have this unsettling notion that I could be doing more harm to him than he knows...And he's CEO, but--I called it-- there's something there that isn't right with that. Current Mood:  contemplative | | Thursday, September 14th, 2006 | | 2:04 am |
I am Kafka's "Gregor Samsa"
"As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect." Current Mood:  uncomfortable | | Tuesday, September 12th, 2006 | | 11:10 pm |
It Came From the Abyss
I'm hoping that the bathos was the climax of it all. She told me it was like going through a divorce all over again, but that I was worth fighting for. I knew she had finally listened when she called at 3:45 in the morning apologizing for everything and said she wanted to help me. She said she hadn't slept all night. We both took the day off, but I think I'll need a few more. I quit my job today and I don't want to go back. I prefer the "Cave Life." Current Mood:  exhausted | | Sunday, September 10th, 2006 | | 11:46 pm |
Lemons Get In Your Eyes
In retrospect, things should be looking up, but I'm almost fearing the worst. The anxiety is becoming a little more frequent. And I only feel comfortable in fetal position. Some shocking family news, today. And how anyone could ever do that to himself (and family) is beyond me. When life hands you lemons...Make lemonade. Add vodka. Drink. Declare that "life ishn't scho bad after all." Current Mood: uncomfortable | | 3:10 am |
The Evolution of Woman
Tonight I went to my first bridal shower for one of my close friends from high school... Omigod...Does this mean we have to grow up??? Late night drunk texts will get you nowhere. (And prove you too lazy to actually drunk >I>dial</i>.) Yah...And I miss him. Current Mood:  weird | | Tuesday, September 5th, 2006 | | 3:08 pm |
If I Could Cheat, I Would Skip to the End
So, fresh from a long weekend at a cabin in the Blue Mountains with the family I am now physically able to write a quaint little post from a peaceful place (mentally at least). This past Summer's experience was the pits- more or less. I was running around between two internships and a part-time job (non of which were at the top of my list of companies that I applied to) with little or no time to actually breathe and enjoy the sun or other enjoyable Miami activities. I sold luxury old lady sweaters as well as my soul to the devil-- er, Nordstrom-- but sometimes I thought the latter was at a wholesale price! And while I can appreciate the idea of hardwork, and am certainly not above it, with so little time to do much else, I felt all substance was being lost. One minor sign of progress was shortly lived when I was interviewed for the Miami Herald for an article on back-to-school fashion for college students. My picture was in the paper-although God-awful since the phtographer did mostly action shots for sports teams- and the article was absolutely dreadful and falls short of saying anything qualitative. And the quote that I'm marked down for isn't even mine!!! But I'm not critical. Hence, the much needed vacay in the Blue Mountains! (Who would've ever pictured me in the boondocks of North Carolina?!) Carpooling with Cousin Ashley was hysterical with our mix appropriately titled "Songs Ta' Shut Cho' Mouf!," using the term "eponymous" inappropriately, and pulling over for anything resembling a homemade fudge stand and "We're Nuts!" for sugarfree chocolate covered raisins that'll tear a person up!!! Between "Deliverence" jokes and eating everything bbq, I enjoyed hiking and white-water rafting! (I'm seriously considering dropping out of school to become a white-water rafting pro!) My sorry little body is all bruised and sore now, but the fresh mountain air and water couldn't have been more refreshing! And I'm sure somewhere in the Blue Mountains, there is a mountain man named Bubba with fewer teeth than eyes missing me right now! Another plus: with all of the "mountain mist" from Ernesto-- (and how fabulous to give a hurricane such an appropriate romantic novel-esque name)-- there was still no humidity to fight with my big curly hair!!! And to conclude my somewhat of a quarter-life crisis, I'll be hosting a Barbie & Ken themed B-day party for myself at the end of the month. Current Mood:  peaceful...for now | | Wednesday, August 30th, 2006 | | 1:44 am |
God Save Us All!
I'm so grateful to my cosuin for coming up and attempting to nurse me back to sanity. So, amid last-minute shopping for insignificant materials-- of which would be worth no value come Hurricane Ernesto-- my mental list of things to get is interrupted by a young gentleman in the line ahead of me. He's nice. Cute. Charming. (He offered me his spot in line since he had a whole cart more than me.) When he questions me about my purchases (crunchy peanut butter, rice cakes, hot dogs, chocolate milk, and a jug of wine), I insist that I'm positive that the hurricane is nothing to worry about seeing as how I've survived so many, thus far. (And I'm so cute and carefree as I say it- I'm almost positive I did a hairflip!) I come to learn that he is from Tennessee and being that he is from out-of-state, I ask him if he's schooling in Orlando. He replies with a casual "Yes," and proceeds to ask where I attend school. Of course, I respond and when asked if he goes to my school, I'm confused when he says "No," and throws me this devonaire smile and explains it's somewhere in Oveido. (I don't know any colleges in Oveido.) I'm sure at this point, he must recognize the confusion on my face when he finally tells me the name: St. Something-Or-Other and explains that he belongs to the seminary school's graduate program! And, thus, we have reached an ultimate low...Dear, Lord! Did I just try to pick up a priest at the grocery store?!?!?! God is mocking me. Put that aforementioned jug of wine to good use: A crazy fashion show with Katrina and pictures for all to enjoy on Facebook! Current Mood:  confused | | Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006 | | 11:21 am |
| | Sunday, August 20th, 2006 | | 3:58 pm |
Heads Will Spin
BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!!! Current Mood:  anxious | | Saturday, August 19th, 2006 | | 1:39 am |
Jumper
Am I the only one who could find the humor in a cheerleader who jumped? Current Mood: awake and I shouldn't be | | Thursday, August 3rd, 2006 | | 8:43 pm |
Having My Way With Down-Syndrome-In-The-Face Girl...And Loving It!
HAHA! I have kicked the little princess off her front office black leather throne on wheels and made her a little work ant! HAHA! And-man!- you should've seen her face when she heard she was going to have to walk apartments and pout the whole way out the door! No amount of kicking and screaming or boo-hoo sob stories can save her ass now! (That incompetent elephantitis-blown thing!) Oh, the scowl! I've been here the longest! I'm queen bee around here! SO SUCK ON IT! Current Mood: Justified! | | Sunday, July 30th, 2006 | | 6:09 pm |
"Watch Out!--The World's Behind You!"
(Good Michael Stipe lyrics.) Seeing as how it's coming to a fast close, I thought it best to reflect a bit on..."The Things I Learned [Extensively] This Summer": 1. Don't count your chickens/notable designers before they hatch. 2. I am square...And I like it! 3. I am not the friend to ask to hold back your hair after a long, drunken night. (I don't care how many hours we've interned together!) 4. Women are the weaker sex only because of their low self-esteems. 5. How to say, "No, ma'am. You are not a fat sea cow." And sound convincing. 6. How to relax, biking along gigantic alligators in the Everglades. 7. Maximum time to ever stay at home ever again: 1 week. 8. The Hubcap Conflict and Negotiations. 9. Parents can have their faults, too. 10. Things don't always happen like they should. (Reference: Lesson #1.) 11. Money. (Only not as extensively.) 12. All's well when you're in good company. (i.e. Old best friends and Grammies.) 13. How to swallow my pride, bite my tongue (and sometimes swallow that too just to be safe). 14. "Poundcake."15. Out of sight, out of mind. 16. How to steal a St. Bernard. 17. Next Summer I WILL do something worth while! Ok...now I want a real vacation! Current Mood: complacent | | Sunday, July 9th, 2006 | | 5:01 pm |
Off Day
All work and no play makes Sara a frustrated beast. But all work, minimal play, and no sleep makes Sara a tired monster. I can't even enjoy my whole day off because: a) it's ugly outside and in no condition to go tanning b) friends go missing c) friends' phones go missing d) I'm poor e) certain places aren't doing business on Sundays (now the bike, watch, and sewing machine must remain broken until my next day off) Current Mood:  frustrated |
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