Waitta minute!

Back. Now I know why I came in the first place. Although it's not very important. Tori Amos. She's super talented but really weird. To tell you the truth, I only like one of her songs- and she didn't even write it, well, partially. It's a cover of Nirvana's, "Smells Like Teen Spirit". Also, I have finally started piano lessons and my teacher says that maybe I could be skipped to level three conservatory. Not only that but I have a theory exam in December so my other teacher wants me to do 40+ pages of theory work so I can start doing mock tests by the time I see her again (2 weeks). It's alotta work but I guess it's worth it. I mean, everyone (like me) will do anything to get into an art school....right....right??!!! See ya (again) Sarah

Hi

Hmmm. Hmmm. Well, almost nothing is new. I'm just here to complain. Why is this the last day of August??? Where has my summer gone?! Oh well, bed time. Sarah

Moo!

Well today, I milked a cow. I thought I was doing pretty well. But the cow kept knocking the pail over and standing with its foot in it so I got covered in milk. There's a first for everything! Nothing is new other than that so see ya! sarah

Muahaha

Well I played around with the customization and now my blog is a happy one (colour-wise). Yay...exclaimation mark, exclaimation mark, exclaimation mark, one. heehee :)

Lalalala

Hm. It's tough making decisions. I have 4 friends at the moment who all hate each other (or pretty close to) Friend 1 hates 2 and 3 but likes number 4. Friend 2 hates 1,3,4. Friend 3 hates 1 and 2 but likes 4. Friend 4 likes 1,3 but hates 2. It's sorta complicated planning a birthday party if they all refuse to go near each other. How do I keep my relationship with all o' them without offending the others' opinions? Tough one, tough one. School is gaining on me and I'm still only realizing that this is my vacation- or what's left of it. Oh, well, it happens every year. Sarah

Summer Time!--or what's left of it

Well, right now Nick is over, we've been playing Sorry and eating Chinese Food. And that's pretty much all that's happening. I went in a Rockland Family Night where it was pretty much like a concert. There were over three hundred people there. I did a song by Abba and one by Avril Lavigne (mamma mia, complicated). I feel like it was yesterday when I was just fresh outta school with two months to waste. But no, it's over in two weeks and I've only just started my partying. And I wish I could change my blog background to a different colour. I was in a bad mood when I created. Things with Emma are still pretty bad. But she doesn't wanna be my friend so at least she's happy. She actually asked to not bunk with me at the feildtrip (laronde) and that was before we split. What can I do? Not much, actually. Oh well, I'm feeling better about this than before. Toodles! xoxo sarah PS: check out Flyleaf-they're awesome!!!

eeek!

Gosh, even though I promised to never write about Emma again, I can't help it. I mean, I was doing some major cleaning in my room and found a note that was from her. It said "Emma says: Even though I don't know why I'm such a bad friend, I Love You Anyways." That was what ended our first fight (little did I know it was the beginning of a series) and I realized that when she said that I had been acting like a jerk because I was insecure and thought I was a bad friend to her and a bad person. I don't know how, but it turned into a totally accidental fight because I didn't want to say anything about how I felt and when I did, I exploded. Emma then said sorry, to make me feel better and she never did anything wrong. And I am very compelled to say sorry too. I mean, most of what I ''did'' was just rumors that people spread about me being mean and everything else was just mistaken as something offensive. I really want to say sorry to her but every one I talk to is telling me not to. I was reading through some old notes and other things of ours, like pictures of us and I realized how good of a friend she was. I mean, near the end, it was hard to tell becuase we kept getting into fights and had only a few days of peace in between. But before this year, we never fought we were tight. I really miss that. And if I try to plan on how to get that back I don't know if I'm just submitting to temptation or doing the right thing.oh, well, sarah - PEACE!