If it doesn't kill you, It means you're still alive, Just more miserable.

Well I have to admit I've been slacking off in the blogging department but I have a semi-excuse: no one has written anything since July. I found out otherwise when I checked for updates on Emma's blog and saw that I had missed alot, so here I am, going to inform you about...moi. So, I went to Journey's in Watertown New York mall and I was trying on the knee-highs and this guy (my age-ish, dark brown hair, converse, jeans, dark blue eyes) comes in to try on PURPLE CONVERSE! I am very proud of him for trying to take that plunge of kooliosoness. Anyway his mom said that the knee highs looked cute and I had to inform them that I couldn't get them because I have uniforms. And he said ''Wow.That.Must.Suck" < --- a whole 4 words! Later he turned to me and asked what school I went to. Crap. That practically meant that he wanted to know more about me but that was a 2-hour drive from where I live and is across the country so nothing stood a chance. I am still in mourning about cute converse guy and how he will no longer be in my life. Well he wasn't really "in" my life for more than 10 minutes but the possibilities are endless. That's all for now. Oh and the gangsters are hitting on me now?? I thought there was Emma for that! :P anyway ciao! -sarah

Hmph.

Well my birthday approaches in exactly 2 weeks I will be 14 and have spent two days at the brainwashing facility; school. All I can say is that I have the weekend to look forward to. Literally, it will be potential celebrate-my-birthday weekend. It'll also be one o' those weekends where you get deja vu and think you're back in vacation which is indeed not the case. The first Monday at school will be the worst I say because it'll be the day I realize that I'm gonna be chained down for a long time. On the brighter side of things, Emma's coming back in 3 days. My freakin' birthday is coming. And a new guitar is in the making. Soon I will kidnap Kryster and haul her off to Downtown Limoges for one last day of freedom before school starts. That is all that's happening to me so far. So I'll sign off- one thing I must say is that YOU PEOPLE NEED TO BLOG MORE. I AM REALLY BORED OF READING THE SAME POSTS THINKING THAT YOUR LIVES ARE SO EXCITING THAT YOU DON'T HAVE TIME TO TYPE. POOR SARAH- toodles, -sarah

It's August What?!

It can't be the last half of August.
Not yet. Not ever.
I really am dreading going to school. I had all these dreams where there would be new people, everyone was great and I would be satisfied with school. As soon as I walked in the school to get my uniform, I realized that nothing changes, it will be the same old, same old. I'm technically prepared for school...but not mentally. Mentally there are little 5-year-old versions of me running around inside me head screaming and crying and pounding in my skull. Which is not going to turn out very well. I guess, if this sorta thing actually thing does happen (a meltdown) I guess I should just let it happen, I mean last year I stopped telling anyone how I felt or thought in October and if I felt sad I'd get mad at myself. This year I will have to have a detox. I guess. I just can't see a Christmas vacation in the future. Everything looks so dim. :( -sarah

Happy August 12th.

Well today is nothing exciting, day 2 of my have-nothing-left-to-do-Urinetown-is-gone vacation. Today I got my haircut; same old. So if you remember what it looked like in April it does...again. But I'm shaking things up by trying semi-permanent hair dye (mousse stuff) to see what it would look like with a dark red on the tips of all of my hair. I'll keep experimenting until I find something I like. Today I got a new eyeliner...guess what colour! -I think you know. I now have colours 12, 5, and 6. For the next two days a business partner (Naomi) and myself will be making the music video for "I Kissed a Dog" The main star will be Oliver; the dog, of course. Anywho, I have nothing interesting to say except I am absolutely dreading going to school in the fall. Gym in french!0_o! And the second term will be immersion. Je n'aime pas. So I have decided I will not be as hard on myself next year. I will aller avec le flow. And not stress too much about marks...after all, they're numbers that won't effect chances of getting to university or a good job. I'm in grade 9- I'm supposed to be an idiot! So this year I will officially be experimenting-mellow Sarah. See ya later -Sarah.
PS: JENNA CALL ME