I'm still really happy. I'm so silly.
I really don't want to clean my room right now... urg. But if I'm not finished by five I can't go to the dance tonight. I don't know what to wear though... *laugh* I'm being such a girl.
Adventurous? Not really. At all. The only reason I do that stuff is because I know my friends will be behind me. I know that if I get hurt they'll be there to help me. I know that if I fall, they'll pick me up. I have probably the greatest friends any girl could want. I know I can trust them 100%. I know they love me, and when they lecture me they have my best interests in mind. Why can't every one have as great of friends?
Ha! As I'm writing this the greatest character came to door, delivering mail. He sounded like... I can't even describe it! He was really really funny!
Alright, on to other matters.
Today still is horrible. The weather is gorgeous. I'm still smashing myself over the head for being myself. I'm going to a fun dance tonight... I'm really happy. I'm really stupid. I'm really silly.
Urg. I know I shouldn't complain. There are 4 billion people in the world worse off than I am. Probably 1 billion going through the same things. But I still want to complain. I shouldn't. So I won't. Whining is annoying anyways.
I'm cleaning my room. Or... supposed to be. I'm avoiding that, even though I really shouldn't. My room is always a mess. I really should keep it cleaner...
I borrowed four books from Jalen... and finished them all within a week and a half. They're awesome books. They're from the Fairy Tale Retold series.
I should get back to cleaning now... *grumble grumble*
At least I have a room and enough stuff to keep it messy.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
Friday, April 24, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Why am I so happy?
So, Yesterday and today have been the worst days ever.
Explorers happened - I usually dread that, except for the friends part.
Physics happened, ugh. I totally thought test 15 was due next week. Turns out it was due yesterday. Crap. Then I hadn't gotten my lines memorized. Crap. Then I forgot the story at Pre-Pro. Crap. Today, Sydney attacked Lydia, really badly. She had to go to the doctor's and get it treated. Rachel's freaking out, Sydney may have to be put down, and I'm holed up in my room trying to tune it all out.
So, why am I so happy? I don't understand. I'm not just happy, I'm giddy. I feel like a little five-year-old girl who just got a pony. I'm that happy. What's up? Oh boy, butterfly attack.
Alright, I should get back to homework. Ugh.
Hugs and Kisses,
~Sarah @}--
Oh, also. This is my favorite picture EVER! I took it as a black and white, and used photoshop to make it look awesome.
Explorers happened - I usually dread that, except for the friends part.
Physics happened, ugh. I totally thought test 15 was due next week. Turns out it was due yesterday. Crap. Then I hadn't gotten my lines memorized. Crap. Then I forgot the story at Pre-Pro. Crap. Today, Sydney attacked Lydia, really badly. She had to go to the doctor's and get it treated. Rachel's freaking out, Sydney may have to be put down, and I'm holed up in my room trying to tune it all out.
So, why am I so happy? I don't understand. I'm not just happy, I'm giddy. I feel like a little five-year-old girl who just got a pony. I'm that happy. What's up? Oh boy, butterfly attack.
Alright, I should get back to homework. Ugh.
Hugs and Kisses,
~Sarah @}--
Oh, also. This is my favorite picture EVER! I took it as a black and white, and used photoshop to make it look awesome.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Story time!!
It was springtime. The weather was gorgeous: seventy degrees, sunny, and not a cloud in the sky. A hawk soared in the blue sky in large, lounging circles. Acacia looked up at it, thinking of nothing in particular. Today was perfect. Jason had asked her to meet him by the Magnolia tree at three. The Magnolia tree stood at the top of a small hill where she and Jason used to play games together as children. He wanted to practice fight with bokens, curved wooden Japanese swords. He had given her a small foam one for practice, but she was eager to move on to a wooden one.
The hawk flew away, and Acacia was shaken out of her reverie. She quickly walked back to her house, talking long strides, and retrieved her foam boken. She looked at the clock; it was two thirty. She hurried to the back door, grabbed her notebook, a hoodie, and sneakers, and ran out the door. There was a slight breeze and her long auburn hair fell around her small, attractive face. Her deep brown eyes sparkled in the sunshine and her cheeks glowed peach with the heat of the day.
She reached the hill where the beautiful, now budding, tree stood. It was two forty-five, so Acacia placed her black sword in the green grass, and sat down with her back pressed against the tree for support. Twenty minutes later, she awoke in pain and yelped. Jason was standing there, his blue foam sword crushing her little sneakered foot.
“Gah!” she cried out. “Pressure point! Pressure point!”
“Oh, sorry.” He released his grip on the boken and it fell to the ground. He offered Acacia his hand and helped her up. “Sleeping on the job, eh?” he said, smirking. His scruffy light brown hair shifted in the wind, and his brown eyes danced in amusement. “You ready for some fun?”
“You bet!” Acacia said cheerfully. “I’m going to kick your butt this time!” She grabbed her boken and ran behind the tree, although it was much too thin to conceal her. Jason shouted out a mock battle cry and leapt behind the tree, swiping at Acacia. She pointed her sword straight up to block and jumped out from behind the tree, swiftly swung it downward onto Jason’s shoulder. He dodged, spun, and chopped at her feet. She jumped, but a little late, so Jason’s sword clipped her left foot and she tripped. After taking several steps to regain her balance, she whirled around, only to receive a soft strike in her side. She groaned, disgusted at herself.
“Again,” said Jason, grinning. Acacia ran at him with a roar and swung her boken hard to his left side. He easily blocked and brought his sword gently down on her shoulder. “Again,” he said, no grin on his face. Beads of sweat were now forming on Acacia’s forehead, but Jason’s face was still dry. Once again, she rushed at him, boken raised, but he effortless sidestepped her blow and her side.
“Alright,” he said, breathing evenly. “We’re going back to basic training. There are only five strikes you really need to know. The rest is blocking and parrying.” He swung his boken down and touched her red hair lightly. “One. This one is quite dangerous, so please don’t do it full out.” He winced at the thought. Then, his sword whooshed through the air parallel to the ground and touched her left shoulder. “Two. Not quite as dangerous at all.” He did the same attack, only touching her right shoulder. “Three. Same as two, just on a different side.” With his boken at a forty-five degree angle, he hit her left leg. “Four. Again, not as dangerous.” He repeated the swing and hit her right leg. “Five, same as four. Now you try. One!” Acacia lightly brought her boken down onto Jason’s head. “Good. Two!” She swung towards his left side. “Three!” She swung towards his right side. “Four!” Left leg. “Five!” Right leg.
Jason had blocked all her strikes with great ease, but smiled when she finished and said, “Very good, very good. Now, the blocks are quite simple. One!” She swung her sword down, and he brought he sword up, perpendicular to hers. “Two!” She swung her sword and he met it with his so they made a perfect X. “Get the picture? Now, I’m going to attack you, and block with a perpendicular strike.” He swung, one, two, three, four, and five. “Quite easy, yeah? Alright, let’s try this again.” His sword started slowly, and built up speed. Acacia was keeping up quite well. “Keep it in! Not too far, though, or else you can’t strike.” He mixed the order, and she seems to stay with him, but after thirty or so strikes, she got tired and let her guard down. Smack! Acacia cried out in pain, her side smarting where Jason’s boken made contact.
She groaned, “A break, please? That last one got me good.”
“No!” There was another dull pain, this time on her leg. “Your enemy won’t stop, so you can’t. Again!” He hit her with another flurry of attacks, but this time she kept her eye on the blue blade and blocked most of his strikes. Sweat dripped off her nose, and she moved her hand to wipe it away. Just at that moment, Jason brought his sword down with more force than he intended on her head. Acacia’s head swum and she dropped to the ground, dazed.
Jason tossed his boken in the grass, and knelt down beside her. “You okay?” he said, his voice calm, but his face concerned. “Come on, up you go.” He grabbed her hands and pulled her up. “You’re lucky I didn’t finish you off when you were down,” he laughed. Acacia’s black boken lay in the grass next to her so Jason picked it up and handed it to her. “Here. Let’s go again. This time you try to hit me.”
Acacia took her boken and took a stance, staying lightly on the balls of her feet. Her head still spun, but she tried to hide it with a smirk. With a mock battle cry, she hit his sword with hers. The dull plunk of the foam hitting was the only sound she heard, beside her own grunts and shouts. Finally, after five minutes of her aching arms swinging back and forth, she landed a blow. It was light, but she hit him on his left leg. Running twenty feet back, she let out a whoop of victory and jumped up, punching the air.
Jason grinned widely. “Excellent, now we’re ready for a real fight.” He swung his boken in a wide arc over his head. “Come and get me!” Acacia ran back, laughing, her boken trailing behind her. She swung with all her might towards Jason’s left side, but he parried and thrust his sword into her right side. Acacia squealed, ran back, and charged again. This time she got in two swings before being touched by the blue boken. She charged again, this time the fight lasted two minutes before she was disabled, and her sword flew seven feet away and she watched it like a cat. The next fight lasted five minutes, but again, she was disarmed.
Finally, Acacia decided to just fight defensively. Jason came at her, and all she did was block and parry, block and parry. Occasionally, when she saw a weak spot she would attack, but mostly she defended herself. Thump, thump, thump. The sound of the foam swords colliding was almost hypnotic.
Finally Jason made a blunder. He raised his boken too high, and tried to slice down onto Acacia’s shoulder. She took the opportunity to hit him in the left side, then his left leg. Finally, she had won. They both stopped, hands on their knees, and looked at each other, panting. Jason threw down his sword onto the grass and held out his hand. Acacia shook it and said, “Good fight. Thank you.”
“No problem,” he said, breathing heavily. “Good fight. I’ll get you next time,” he said with a mischievous smirk on his face.
“Oh, you can try. I’ll always beat you in the end.”
What do y'all think?
The hawk flew away, and Acacia was shaken out of her reverie. She quickly walked back to her house, talking long strides, and retrieved her foam boken. She looked at the clock; it was two thirty. She hurried to the back door, grabbed her notebook, a hoodie, and sneakers, and ran out the door. There was a slight breeze and her long auburn hair fell around her small, attractive face. Her deep brown eyes sparkled in the sunshine and her cheeks glowed peach with the heat of the day.
She reached the hill where the beautiful, now budding, tree stood. It was two forty-five, so Acacia placed her black sword in the green grass, and sat down with her back pressed against the tree for support. Twenty minutes later, she awoke in pain and yelped. Jason was standing there, his blue foam sword crushing her little sneakered foot.
“Gah!” she cried out. “Pressure point! Pressure point!”
“Oh, sorry.” He released his grip on the boken and it fell to the ground. He offered Acacia his hand and helped her up. “Sleeping on the job, eh?” he said, smirking. His scruffy light brown hair shifted in the wind, and his brown eyes danced in amusement. “You ready for some fun?”
“You bet!” Acacia said cheerfully. “I’m going to kick your butt this time!” She grabbed her boken and ran behind the tree, although it was much too thin to conceal her. Jason shouted out a mock battle cry and leapt behind the tree, swiping at Acacia. She pointed her sword straight up to block and jumped out from behind the tree, swiftly swung it downward onto Jason’s shoulder. He dodged, spun, and chopped at her feet. She jumped, but a little late, so Jason’s sword clipped her left foot and she tripped. After taking several steps to regain her balance, she whirled around, only to receive a soft strike in her side. She groaned, disgusted at herself.
“Again,” said Jason, grinning. Acacia ran at him with a roar and swung her boken hard to his left side. He easily blocked and brought his sword gently down on her shoulder. “Again,” he said, no grin on his face. Beads of sweat were now forming on Acacia’s forehead, but Jason’s face was still dry. Once again, she rushed at him, boken raised, but he effortless sidestepped her blow and her side.
“Alright,” he said, breathing evenly. “We’re going back to basic training. There are only five strikes you really need to know. The rest is blocking and parrying.” He swung his boken down and touched her red hair lightly. “One. This one is quite dangerous, so please don’t do it full out.” He winced at the thought. Then, his sword whooshed through the air parallel to the ground and touched her left shoulder. “Two. Not quite as dangerous at all.” He did the same attack, only touching her right shoulder. “Three. Same as two, just on a different side.” With his boken at a forty-five degree angle, he hit her left leg. “Four. Again, not as dangerous.” He repeated the swing and hit her right leg. “Five, same as four. Now you try. One!” Acacia lightly brought her boken down onto Jason’s head. “Good. Two!” She swung towards his left side. “Three!” She swung towards his right side. “Four!” Left leg. “Five!” Right leg.
Jason had blocked all her strikes with great ease, but smiled when she finished and said, “Very good, very good. Now, the blocks are quite simple. One!” She swung her sword down, and he brought he sword up, perpendicular to hers. “Two!” She swung her sword and he met it with his so they made a perfect X. “Get the picture? Now, I’m going to attack you, and block with a perpendicular strike.” He swung, one, two, three, four, and five. “Quite easy, yeah? Alright, let’s try this again.” His sword started slowly, and built up speed. Acacia was keeping up quite well. “Keep it in! Not too far, though, or else you can’t strike.” He mixed the order, and she seems to stay with him, but after thirty or so strikes, she got tired and let her guard down. Smack! Acacia cried out in pain, her side smarting where Jason’s boken made contact.
She groaned, “A break, please? That last one got me good.”
“No!” There was another dull pain, this time on her leg. “Your enemy won’t stop, so you can’t. Again!” He hit her with another flurry of attacks, but this time she kept her eye on the blue blade and blocked most of his strikes. Sweat dripped off her nose, and she moved her hand to wipe it away. Just at that moment, Jason brought his sword down with more force than he intended on her head. Acacia’s head swum and she dropped to the ground, dazed.
Jason tossed his boken in the grass, and knelt down beside her. “You okay?” he said, his voice calm, but his face concerned. “Come on, up you go.” He grabbed her hands and pulled her up. “You’re lucky I didn’t finish you off when you were down,” he laughed. Acacia’s black boken lay in the grass next to her so Jason picked it up and handed it to her. “Here. Let’s go again. This time you try to hit me.”
Acacia took her boken and took a stance, staying lightly on the balls of her feet. Her head still spun, but she tried to hide it with a smirk. With a mock battle cry, she hit his sword with hers. The dull plunk of the foam hitting was the only sound she heard, beside her own grunts and shouts. Finally, after five minutes of her aching arms swinging back and forth, she landed a blow. It was light, but she hit him on his left leg. Running twenty feet back, she let out a whoop of victory and jumped up, punching the air.
Jason grinned widely. “Excellent, now we’re ready for a real fight.” He swung his boken in a wide arc over his head. “Come and get me!” Acacia ran back, laughing, her boken trailing behind her. She swung with all her might towards Jason’s left side, but he parried and thrust his sword into her right side. Acacia squealed, ran back, and charged again. This time she got in two swings before being touched by the blue boken. She charged again, this time the fight lasted two minutes before she was disabled, and her sword flew seven feet away and she watched it like a cat. The next fight lasted five minutes, but again, she was disarmed.
Finally, Acacia decided to just fight defensively. Jason came at her, and all she did was block and parry, block and parry. Occasionally, when she saw a weak spot she would attack, but mostly she defended herself. Thump, thump, thump. The sound of the foam swords colliding was almost hypnotic.
Finally Jason made a blunder. He raised his boken too high, and tried to slice down onto Acacia’s shoulder. She took the opportunity to hit him in the left side, then his left leg. Finally, she had won. They both stopped, hands on their knees, and looked at each other, panting. Jason threw down his sword onto the grass and held out his hand. Acacia shook it and said, “Good fight. Thank you.”
“No problem,” he said, breathing heavily. “Good fight. I’ll get you next time,” he said with a mischievous smirk on his face.
“Oh, you can try. I’ll always beat you in the end.”
What do y'all think?
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Sore and happy
Shadow of the Bear, Black as Night, and Waking Rose are awesome books. They're part of the series a Fairy Tale Retold. My favorite is definitely Waking Rose. I think there's another book, but I haven't read it yet. The girl Rose is exactly like me. Same personality, same problems, but she has red hair... *sigh* I wish I had red hair. Hooray for photoshop! I wonder what I would look like... Hrm....... I'll have to look into that.
Last night was absolutely amazing. We went to the Sparrow's for a bonfire sort of thing, except it was around a fire... stand?? Like a torch type thingy... Or a stand up fireplace!!! Yeah! That works.
We had a very long battle. It was soooo much fun!!!! Jalen went into a bloody rage and WOULDN'T DIE!! *fume* I killed him so many times though!! Bye the way, we were fighting with duct tape/foam swords, not really ones. Finally, I gave up on the sword and just tackled and pinned him. It worked... for a while at least. The we roasted marshmellows!! Yum yum yum. The we played cutthroat mafia! That was immensely fun. I was mafia twice and for at least three games I was murdered (or chocolated) first. *laugh*
By the end of the night, I was so sore and so tired I couldn't even hug people right. I spun out of one and bashed my head on a van. Ugh. I am now extremely sore and have at least... *counts* three bruises. Also, my shoes are covered in grass stains. Probably my legs and skirt too, although I haven't looked.
I learned how to say I'm short in Japanese yesterday. Watashi wa hikui. Jalen has a Japanese-English dictionary that, for some strange reason, I was looking though. Don't ask why. I do very strange things when I'm tired. Like write random phrases. Roses smell like carrots.
I have so much going on in my brain right now, but I can't think of any of it. Ever get that feeling? I'm totally swamped in everything, but I don't know what everything is.
I can't wait until Tuesday.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah Rose~
Last night was absolutely amazing. We went to the Sparrow's for a bonfire sort of thing, except it was around a fire... stand?? Like a torch type thingy... Or a stand up fireplace!!! Yeah! That works.
We had a very long battle. It was soooo much fun!!!! Jalen went into a bloody rage and WOULDN'T DIE!! *fume* I killed him so many times though!! Bye the way, we were fighting with duct tape/foam swords, not really ones. Finally, I gave up on the sword and just tackled and pinned him. It worked... for a while at least. The we roasted marshmellows!! Yum yum yum. The we played cutthroat mafia! That was immensely fun. I was mafia twice and for at least three games I was murdered (or chocolated) first. *laugh*
By the end of the night, I was so sore and so tired I couldn't even hug people right. I spun out of one and bashed my head on a van. Ugh. I am now extremely sore and have at least... *counts* three bruises. Also, my shoes are covered in grass stains. Probably my legs and skirt too, although I haven't looked.
I learned how to say I'm short in Japanese yesterday. Watashi wa hikui. Jalen has a Japanese-English dictionary that, for some strange reason, I was looking though. Don't ask why. I do very strange things when I'm tired. Like write random phrases. Roses smell like carrots.
I have so much going on in my brain right now, but I can't think of any of it. Ever get that feeling? I'm totally swamped in everything, but I don't know what everything is.
I can't wait until Tuesday.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah Rose~
Saturday, April 18, 2009
I'M OUTSIDE!!!
Oh my goodness. Right. Now. Get. Off. The. Computer. And. Go. Outside.
It's gorgeous. It's sunny, with about three clouds in the sky. There's a slight breeze and the temperature is about 70 degrees.
Yesterday, I sat under a tree in a sundress with a bow, reading a book, my hair down and shining red, and I felt exactly like Alice in Wonderland. It was wonderful.
On Thursday, I figured out how to get up on the roof, and was hanging out there, until my sister tattled and my mom freaked out. Then I got at least four scars climbing a tree with shorts on.
Yesterday we had the Explorers game night at the Common Cup. It was really really fun. We played settlers of Catan! Jalen was crushing us, and was one point away from winning, then Rachel got the longest road and won. It was pretty epic. *laugh*
Tonight we're going to the Sparrow's for a bonfire!! Fun fun!
Uhm... I have more, but I have two papers due by Tuesday.
Signing off.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
It's gorgeous. It's sunny, with about three clouds in the sky. There's a slight breeze and the temperature is about 70 degrees.
Yesterday, I sat under a tree in a sundress with a bow, reading a book, my hair down and shining red, and I felt exactly like Alice in Wonderland. It was wonderful.
On Thursday, I figured out how to get up on the roof, and was hanging out there, until my sister tattled and my mom freaked out. Then I got at least four scars climbing a tree with shorts on.
Yesterday we had the Explorers game night at the Common Cup. It was really really fun. We played settlers of Catan! Jalen was crushing us, and was one point away from winning, then Rachel got the longest road and won. It was pretty epic. *laugh*
Tonight we're going to the Sparrow's for a bonfire!! Fun fun!
Uhm... I have more, but I have two papers due by Tuesday.
Signing off.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
A Little Conversation
Sobbing, I scream until I can't scream anymore. There's no sound coming from my mouth, no air in my lungs, but I'm still screaming. I'm at a loss. I'm so confused. This just keep piling onto my already heaping plate. I'm so overwhelmed. I ask, "What do I do? What should I say? This has never happened to me. I'm so terrified!"
Daddy comforts me. He holds me in His arms and gently kisses my forehead. He endearingly says, "Give up. Chill out. Forget it."
I cringe, because I know He would say that. I curl up and just let myself be cradled by Him. He rocks me back and forth, slowly, hushing me with soft sounds. A tear slithers down my cheek. I whisper, "I want to give up, but I'm so scared that everything will be stripped away. I don't want to lose my brothers and sisters. I'm so terrified."
Daddy still rocks me back and forth. "They took everything from me. They hung me on a tree and gambled my clothes away. They took my blood. They took my apostles. They took my pride. They took my friends. They took my mother."
I look up at Him, my eyes large with fear, tears now streaming down my face. "If I lose my friends, I will lose my life." I bury my face into His robe. "I'm so terrified."
"Hush, hush. Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it," He says. I realize what it means for the first time. "I love you," He says. "I love you so much." I look up, and He looks into my eyes. "I took your fear. I was terrified, too."
Daddy comforts me. He holds me in His arms and gently kisses my forehead. He endearingly says, "Give up. Chill out. Forget it."
I cringe, because I know He would say that. I curl up and just let myself be cradled by Him. He rocks me back and forth, slowly, hushing me with soft sounds. A tear slithers down my cheek. I whisper, "I want to give up, but I'm so scared that everything will be stripped away. I don't want to lose my brothers and sisters. I'm so terrified."
Daddy still rocks me back and forth. "They took everything from me. They hung me on a tree and gambled my clothes away. They took my blood. They took my apostles. They took my pride. They took my friends. They took my mother."
I look up at Him, my eyes large with fear, tears now streaming down my face. "If I lose my friends, I will lose my life." I bury my face into His robe. "I'm so terrified."
"Hush, hush. Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it," He says. I realize what it means for the first time. "I love you," He says. "I love you so much." I look up, and He looks into my eyes. "I took your fear. I was terrified, too."
Monday, April 13, 2009
*smack forehead* Duh!
So, I got really really bored today, and read through all my posts. I just realized: I never wrote an intro!!! *laugh*
Alrighty, then.
My name is Sarah, of course. Sarah means princess in Hebrew (?) thus, the title for my blog. I'm not a crazy, egotistical maniac. Well... at least not the egotistical part. *wink*
I'm now 16, and have not yet gotten my license. I cannot wait until I do. I'm sick of having to be driven around everywhere. Rawr.
This is actually my second blog. The first one I started when I was in Berlin. I highly doubt it still exists. OH MY GOODNESS! It does! Well, here it is. There's not much, and (if I find out how) I'll probably just add it to my list of blogs. If I don't find out, I'll just copy and paste my posts.
Let's see, what else? I'm crazy? I've got awesome friends. I play violin. I dance. I'm horribly smothered in school. My dad's a teacher, my mom home schools us. I have two sisters - Rachel and Lydia. Probably all of you reading this already know everything I've written.
Right now I'm on dance break, so I have 3 hours more in my day. It's pretty dang awesome. However, it'll only last a week, and I'll probably go insane (-er) during this week.
Ah.... if there's anything you want to know, ask I guess...
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
Alrighty, then.
My name is Sarah, of course. Sarah means princess in Hebrew (?) thus, the title for my blog. I'm not a crazy, egotistical maniac. Well... at least not the egotistical part. *wink*
I'm now 16, and have not yet gotten my license. I cannot wait until I do. I'm sick of having to be driven around everywhere. Rawr.
This is actually my second blog. The first one I started when I was in Berlin. I highly doubt it still exists. OH MY GOODNESS! It does! Well, here it is. There's not much, and (if I find out how) I'll probably just add it to my list of blogs. If I don't find out, I'll just copy and paste my posts.
Let's see, what else? I'm crazy? I've got awesome friends. I play violin. I dance. I'm horribly smothered in school. My dad's a teacher, my mom home schools us. I have two sisters - Rachel and Lydia. Probably all of you reading this already know everything I've written.
Right now I'm on dance break, so I have 3 hours more in my day. It's pretty dang awesome. However, it'll only last a week, and I'll probably go insane (-er) during this week.
Ah.... if there's anything you want to know, ask I guess...
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
Back to school, back to life
So....... I'm back to school. GAAAAH.
Actually, it's not that bad. I'm totally chill right now, and praying it lasts. Of course, I don't have dance this week, so I'm like *relaaaaax*
*smile*
For some reason, I'm really cold, and not hungry at all. Which is weird for me. Well, the not hungry part. I'm always cold.
Uhm... I'm really bored right now. Except I should probably memorize my lines. Unfortunately, I left my script at church... *smack*
Alrighty.............................. Dat's it.
How 'bout the game again!
Lost, mom, plaid?!?, awkward turtle, fail!, George Washington Carver, peanuts, Snoopy, Sherlock Holmes, big red chair, Blue's Clues, Magenta, Photoshop, blue eyes, Zaak, violin, orchestra, evil teacher, Newton... etc. etc.
Hugs and Kisses,
~Sarah~
Actually, it's not that bad. I'm totally chill right now, and praying it lasts. Of course, I don't have dance this week, so I'm like *relaaaaax*
*smile*
For some reason, I'm really cold, and not hungry at all. Which is weird for me. Well, the not hungry part. I'm always cold.
Uhm... I'm really bored right now. Except I should probably memorize my lines. Unfortunately, I left my script at church... *smack*
Alrighty.............................. Dat's it.
How 'bout the game again!
Lost, mom, plaid?!?, awkward turtle, fail!, George Washington Carver, peanuts, Snoopy, Sherlock Holmes, big red chair, Blue's Clues, Magenta, Photoshop, blue eyes, Zaak, violin, orchestra, evil teacher, Newton... etc. etc.
Hugs and Kisses,
~Sarah~
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Easter Easter Easter.......... uhm.
So, as you can probably tell, I am EXTREMELY tired.
The St. Luke Youth Group did a 7:00am Easter Sunrise service. I didn't go to bed until 2, on account of blowing up at least 80 helium (teehee) balloons, then not being able to sleep. Then, at around 4:10, Byron came into the Sanctuary (where some of us were sleep. Very nice, and I recommend trying it sometime) and started pounding on these curtain things trying to rig it so it would fall... and yeah. Confusing process. Anywho, I went back to sleep, then woke up again at 5:20. Rebekah and Christa came at around 6:30, so I started dancing then. Then I danced again during the service. I can't believe it's only 9:50. It feels like 2 or 3 in the afternoon.
Later people are coming to our house for an Easter dinner. And my fingers are malfunctioning.
The dance went well. Uhm..... yeah. I'm tired. And can't type.
Yesterday I spent 40 minutes on the swing. All by me lonesome. It was pretty cool. I was just listening to music and thinking and praying. *laugh* I haven't been on a swing since like, last year. It was fun, but left funny marks on my legs, as swings do.
I hate snow. Well, that's a lie. I'm very very sick of this snow. Enough for the year. On Thursday we went to Jalen and Luke's house and had *drumroll please* a snowball fight. Or, as Tristan called it, a snewball fight. Heehee! It was really fun. We had a sword fighting tourney. I fought Rachel, and she won, but only because of an unfair stab. gr.
That's all, I think. Yeah.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
The St. Luke Youth Group did a 7:00am Easter Sunrise service. I didn't go to bed until 2, on account of blowing up at least 80 helium (teehee) balloons, then not being able to sleep. Then, at around 4:10, Byron came into the Sanctuary (where some of us were sleep. Very nice, and I recommend trying it sometime) and started pounding on these curtain things trying to rig it so it would fall... and yeah. Confusing process. Anywho, I went back to sleep, then woke up again at 5:20. Rebekah and Christa came at around 6:30, so I started dancing then. Then I danced again during the service. I can't believe it's only 9:50. It feels like 2 or 3 in the afternoon.
Later people are coming to our house for an Easter dinner. And my fingers are malfunctioning.
The dance went well. Uhm..... yeah. I'm tired. And can't type.
Yesterday I spent 40 minutes on the swing. All by me lonesome. It was pretty cool. I was just listening to music and thinking and praying. *laugh* I haven't been on a swing since like, last year. It was fun, but left funny marks on my legs, as swings do.
I hate snow. Well, that's a lie. I'm very very sick of this snow. Enough for the year. On Thursday we went to Jalen and Luke's house and had *drumroll please* a snowball fight. Or, as Tristan called it, a snewball fight. Heehee! It was really fun. We had a sword fighting tourney. I fought Rachel, and she won, but only because of an unfair stab. gr.
That's all, I think. Yeah.
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
Sunday, April 5, 2009
*doo doo doo!!!* Number 50!
Drum roll please!
Alright, enough.
So, life?
Rehearsals for Mulan are going well, but I have yet to break the news to Carol... *bites lip* Oh dear. Goodbye, Sarah.
Rehearsals for Spring recital are going pretty well. We have the whole Cancan dance down, and are halfway through Claire de Lune. Wouldn't it be Claire de la Lune?? Because feminine words need the de and the la, whereas de le turns into du... Well, mini-tangent there.
I'm listening to this song 'I'm Not Cool' by Scott Krippayne. It's pretty awesome. It's about how he doesn't really care what other people think about him, and God always loves him and thinks he's precious.
YG on Thursday was AMAZING. I was kinda being silly and sulky in the corner trying to think of what to do about my silly little problems, but I was like, I don't even care. Then Spence came and prayed for freedom. I hadn't really thought about it, but that's what I really needed. Freedom. Also, my dreamboat showed me a verse. Psalm 32:8, "I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you." Also, there's 1 Peter 5:7, "Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you," although, I forget who told me that. So, I'm not going to care. I'm going to try and let Daddy take care of all my problems, as little or as big as they are. Anyways, after that, I felt so... free, I guess. I was just worshiping with all I had. It was awesome. It was really weird, but my mouth kept twitching to make me smile. Whenever I stopped smiling, it'd twitch again. I'm supposed to be happy. Be joyful. Also, make other people happy. Well, that's what I discerned it to be. Any insight from y'all would be awesome.
Also, my friend challenged me to stay in the Spirit for a whole day. He's also trying to do it, and says it's really hard, but totally worth it.
Spirit, freedom, joyful, and not caring. These are my goals for now. I'm going to also try and make it a habit to pray on my knees at least once a day.
That's all, I guess.
Hugs and Kisses,
~Sarah~
Alright, enough.
So, life?
Rehearsals for Mulan are going well, but I have yet to break the news to Carol... *bites lip* Oh dear. Goodbye, Sarah.
Rehearsals for Spring recital are going pretty well. We have the whole Cancan dance down, and are halfway through Claire de Lune. Wouldn't it be Claire de la Lune?? Because feminine words need the de and the la, whereas de le turns into du... Well, mini-tangent there.
I'm listening to this song 'I'm Not Cool' by Scott Krippayne. It's pretty awesome. It's about how he doesn't really care what other people think about him, and God always loves him and thinks he's precious.
YG on Thursday was AMAZING. I was kinda being silly and sulky in the corner trying to think of what to do about my silly little problems, but I was like, I don't even care. Then Spence came and prayed for freedom. I hadn't really thought about it, but that's what I really needed. Freedom. Also, my dreamboat showed me a verse. Psalm 32:8, "I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you." Also, there's 1 Peter 5:7, "Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you," although, I forget who told me that. So, I'm not going to care. I'm going to try and let Daddy take care of all my problems, as little or as big as they are. Anyways, after that, I felt so... free, I guess. I was just worshiping with all I had. It was awesome. It was really weird, but my mouth kept twitching to make me smile. Whenever I stopped smiling, it'd twitch again. I'm supposed to be happy. Be joyful. Also, make other people happy. Well, that's what I discerned it to be. Any insight from y'all would be awesome.
Also, my friend challenged me to stay in the Spirit for a whole day. He's also trying to do it, and says it's really hard, but totally worth it.
Spirit, freedom, joyful, and not caring. These are my goals for now. I'm going to also try and make it a habit to pray on my knees at least once a day.
That's all, I guess.
Hugs and Kisses,
~Sarah~
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Oh, snap
So, stress got to me, and I snapped. Big time. I got up at 7, refused to do anything, even though I needed to teach, and slept until 11:30. I feel so selfish. I threw a tantrum, and was being a baby the rest of the day. Gwar.
I can't wait until tomorrow. It's Thursday, so I get to see people. Of course, Michael is in FL, even though I need to talk to him. Grrr.
That's all,
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
I can't wait until tomorrow. It's Thursday, so I get to see people. Of course, Michael is in FL, even though I need to talk to him. Grrr.
That's all,
Hugs and Kisses
~Sarah~
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