Saturday, August 29, 2009

i find it kind of funny.

Tonight I went to St. Louis. I saw Adam Lambert live.

He did the pelvic thrust. A lot.



The end.
- Sarah.

tonight's gonna be a good night... ?

So, last night me and a few of my friends decided to go eat at our favorite Mexican restaurant where we also have some of our... favorite Mexicans. Jonathan and Sergio have been my friends for several months, and we always like going to visit them at work. However, due to the situation that happened last Friday, it was very awkward. Jonathan didn't hardly look at any of us, and wouldn't really talk to anybody, not even me, and we talk, in Spanish, all the time.

I texted him, because I wanted to make sure he didn't hate me. His messages were all very abrupt, 'leave me alone' 'goodbye', and the like. There were even a few curse words wedged in there. After that, I found out that one of my friends screwed him last Friday. Oh, this just keeps getting better, right? Wrong. I tried to talk to him about it, and he denied it.

It was weird for me, and now I hate that since this happened, he doesn't want to hang out with me or even see me, because the situation is strange. Last night, me and Tiffany rolled in at about midnight, and went to bed at like one. At two, I received a phone call. I went to look at my phone and it was from Jonathan. I ignored it. He called back. I ignored it, and then he called Tiffany.

And after several, "No, Jonathan, I can't come to your house, its too late," and many, "You are my friend, Sorry, Jonathan. It's thirty-five minutes away. I'm in bed. I can't,"s, he finally gave in and hung up. Then he called me... again. I ignored it, twice, and then he sent me a blank text message. And this is how that part of the conversation went.

Sarah: DORMIENDO! (I'm sleeping!)
Jonathan: Quiero sexo. (I want sex.)
Sarah: Se. En mi cama, y muy cansada, Jonathan. (I know, I'm in bed and very sleepy.)
Jonathan: Quiero sexo. (I want sex.)
Sarah: No sexo este noche. Lo siento. Adios. (No sex tonight, sorry, goodbye.)
Jonathan: Quero sexo con Friend #2*. (I want to have sex with _______.)
Sarah: Friend #2 es no aqui. Adios. (_______ is not here, goodnight.)
Jonathan: Quiero el numero de Friend #2. (I want ______'s phone number.)
Sarah: No me importa. Buenos noches y adios. (I don't care, goodnight and goodbye.)
Jonathan: Puja quiero cojer. ('I'm up', I wan't to f*ck.)
Sarah: No me importa. Basta. Adios. (I don't care. Enough! Goodnight.)
Jonathan: Ok, bebe. (Okay, baby.)


And that was the conversation. I rolled over and passed out. When I woke up, me and Tiffany cuddled and talked about the ridiculousness of our drunken Mexican friends. There was more to the story about me and Sergio, but that can wait for another day.

Later, everyone.

(*I don't really wanna give away any names, not that he knows her name...)

Saturday, August 22, 2009

sing 'cause its obvious.

I don't sing. I don't do many things. But there are many things that I do, and not all of them are good... as I have learned. Sometimes, I hate myself so much that I just curl up into a ball and cry. I can never talk to anyone about it, because its pathetic, right? I try not to have any pity for myself. And just when I think I'm stabilized, it happens again and I burst into tears. Jealousy, and loneliness fill me, almost always.

I love my best friend. I know that I've probably ruined her life. I just wish that I could be a better person. I wish that I wasn't so sensitive. I wish that right now, as I write this, that I wasn't crying. Because that makes me who I am, and that part of who I am, I hate. It's the bad part of me, its the part that nobody wants to be around, the part that makes me have so few friends.I'm a bitch, I get it. I'm the weird kid, the one who listens to the bands that wear eyeliner, and who spends most of her time on the computer, designing stuff or talking to people that she's never met face-to-face, because other than her best friend, that's all she has.

I'm annoying and young, and maybe that's also a factor. I get it, now more than ever, that I'm just a 'baby'. I've heard the word 'baby' so many times in the past few months, that if I had a dollar, or maybe even a quarter for every time, I would be a rich girl. I hate being this 'baby' but I realize that I am kind of a baby, however that's not what they all mean by it.

I like to take pictures, I love photography. I like to express my emotions through photography. The picture above, I was feeling similar to how I'm feeling right now, so it was kind of appropriate to post it... I guess
.There is so much self-hate going through my body right now. Why am I like this? I don't want to be like this. I want to be better for myself and for my friend(s). I know at some point, she will read this. And that's fine, because it's not entirely her fault that I'm upset. Just know this... I love you.

That's it, because I don't want to say anything more.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

i think that maybe, quite possibly, i've fallen for you.

Tiffany found this a few days ago, and then everyone else discovered it. It's pretty amazing and hilarious. I'm on Team Buffy all the way. Screw the Team Edward or Team Jacob shirts, how about Team Buffy for people who don't really even like the entire Twilight 'saga'?

Anyway, here's the clip that she found. It's quite humorous. I enjoyed it very much in all of its six minute glory. Check it out and leave comments. (:



That's it, everyone!
Peace out. <3 Sarah

Monday, June 8, 2009

viva la vie boheme!

Last night I finally got to see RENT: THE BROADWAY TOUR with two of the original cast members, Mark (Anthony Rapp) and Roger (Adam Pascal). It was amazing, so amazing that I shed a few tears at the end because it was so amazing. I was so happy that I got to see the production with two of the original members, and two of the main members, since Mark and Roger are quite big roles, obviously, in RENT.

La Vie Boheme is my favorite song from the musical, and it was worth the ticket price just to see them perform that song live. They definitely did not disappoint, and the Broadway performance is much more humorous than the movie is, but in different ways. Angel was fantastic, as was Collins. I can't think of one time where the cast disappointed me. It was so fantastic.



Mimi did amazing at everything, and she made it funnier than it was, as well with her relationship with Roger. Above is a clip from one of her introduction songs. Below is a clip of my favorite song, La Vie Boheme.


I hope that someday you could see something as amazing as this. It's my second time at the Fabulous Fox Theatre in St. Louis, following Sweeney Todd which I saw in November. Even if you can't make it to the theatre to see it, at least check out the movie!

That's all for now.
Later, guys.
<3 Sarah

Friday, May 29, 2009

a box of sharp objects.

So, today my niece came over because my younger sister is watching her this evening, and somehow, we got on the subject of babies. My niece, a four year old, decided to enlighten me with how women get pregnant and how they get a baby from being pregnant. Here's what she said.

"A birdy flies through the air and lands on a mommy, putting something in her mouth. It kind of looks like a cough drop. Anyways, the cough drop goes into her tummy and forms a baby, and after a while, the mommy has to go see the doctor and he cuts her belly open and there you have it, a baby."

I laughed. A lot.
... a cough drop? WTF?

Anyways, on a different note, I found something on Twitter today. It was aimed at "Bible Thumpers". And while I might be a Christian, I support Gay Marriage. This video was pretty amazing. I love it, and I give it five stars. Check it out below.



Have a safe weekend, everyone.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

the highlights of pointfest.

Alright, since I have now experienced Pointfest, I guess that gives me the liability to talk about it, huh? So, Saturday morning, we headed out to Maryland Heights at about six in the morning, and arrived at the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater at about 9:15 A.M. We instantly got in line, and left the sunscreen in the car. That part was a mistake, but oh well. I wasn't really that worried about it.

After taking a seat on the comfortable hill, we enjoyed the weather for what seemed like only seconds. The sun erupted from the clouds and the breeze disappeared, leaving it hot and sweaty and gross. The venue began to fill up with people and by lunchtime it was buzzing with tons of people.Tiffany and I grew thirsty, so we set off to find something to drink and found this little Tiki place that sold smoothies. We got a strawberry smoothie that cost an entire $9.00, too much for a smoothie. We found some shade in the intersection of a fence and a building that sold beer. We sat in the shade, enjoying it very much. While we sat there and enjoyed our smoothie, we began to people-watch. There were men in kilts, pregnant women, and tons of people with their shirts rolled up into their bras, which, my friends, is NOT, in fashion.

This group of kids came by and asked to sit beside us. We let them. The boy who was there and named Zach, cracked a few jokes and asked everyone where they got their shirts at. A quote from the infamous person himself, "If I would have known that 'ho' was in style, I would've had my boobies hanging out when I arrived. Here, gotta do it so I can fit in." They were fun.

They left to find food, and we were alone again. Just as we started people-watching again, this very.. very... amazingly hot person walked by in a vest and a long-sleeved shirt and dark jeans with laminants on his belt. Tiffany said, "That guy is so hot. He looks like Adam." And I confirmed, "It probably was Adam, because he had laminants on his belt-loop." Later that day, we realized it had been Adam and hated ourselves for not saying anything to him.

After enjoying our shade, Chelsea came along and then we got up and set off to find something to drink for her, getting ourselves another smoothie. We walked around a little bit and took a seat on a different side of the hill because the main part was already packed. We laid there for a little while, and then got up to go get in the pit for Shiny Toy Guns. Turns out, it was too hot for my friends, so we left the pit, and went to get some lemonade. We weren't exactly up for any food because of the temperature. We found a spot to sit, and talked to these girls about One Tree Hill before we realized that they were allowing people to be seated at the main stage.

So, we went to our seats and sat for a few hours before The Used began playing, and when they started... damn. I had fun. They were so good, and Jepha had to scream for Bert, because I guess Bert didn't want his voice to get all jacked up, or he just wasn't feeling up to it. We did the wave... backwards by request of the band, and it was a lot of fun.



After that, we enjoyed the Sick Puppies and their sexual innuendos. They were quite funny and very adorable and Australian. "You remember those girls, the ones you just wanted to grab by the back of her dark hair, undo your belt and shove her against a car, and tell her to..." After that they broke into "Say My Name". It was quite amazing. They altered the sound and the lyrics... just a little.

Then it was Taking Back Sunday. Oh. My. God. They were definitely the best performance of the day. When Adam told me to clap-- I clapped. He was acting as a colored woman from the South, and it made it quite funny. He did absolutely amazing and the song choices were great as well. He was very interactive with the crowd, and he made me feel right at home even though I was several seats away... not in the pit.

"Oh shit! I'm on TV!" And then... "Sorry, guys, I've been cussing a lot. My momma raised me better that." "I like you guys, you are real cool. You have tattoos. I have tattoos, too. You ain't even listenin' to me!" "Some of you are probably saying, 'FAGGOT!' Well guess what, this 'faggot' has the microphoneeee." It was amazingly fun. And Adam is amazingly yummy.

We darted after that. Got a couple free Monsters and a free CD on our way out and find the car after a long time, and then headed home. Woke up looking quite red, and Tiffany like a lobster. It was worth it. Can't wait to see Taking Back Sunday again... but in a pit. God, that sounds so fun.

That's it, my hands hurt.
Later. <3