OH, JESUS MUST LOVE YOU!

THAT WAS THE CRAZIEST MESS I'VE EVER SEEN!

COME ON, GIRL! I KNOW JESUS LOVES YOU!!!

Oh my word... *cries*

Don't belive the reviews. That movie is amazing. I saw in movie news that The Island bombed it's opening weekend and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory dominated again.

Trust me, this movie kicks Charlie's ass to the curb of next wednesday. And that's coming from a Burton / Depp fan. Ewan McGregor and Scarlett Johanson (did I spell her name right?) were absolutely fantastic.

I was pleasantly surprised - it was a LOT better than I thought it would be. And I was UNpleasantly surprised by the fact that it was 2.5 hours long... but that was only a problem because I had to pee... real bad.

Know what else made my day? Eating lunch with Jordan at Far East. Seeing Michael and Jamie and Carlton at the mall. Helping Jordan find John Lennon sunglasses at Target to match his new beard. Hanging with Cassie during the movie and afterwards at Logan's and after that at Eckerds [Tipton was working so we went to harrass him - that made my day too], and after that just cruising around town.

Sooo... pretty sure today was just a big bouncy ball of awesomeness. ^_^

Ciao, my darlings.

::edit::
And of course... I added a whole bunch of photos. Most of them are in fact, comic strips from my favorite webistes or LiveJournal icons. This would be because Sarah has no digital camera or scanner so she puts up crap that no one wants to see just so she can feel like she's not a total loser. :p Comment on them anyways!

Time for another lesson in life equations, boys and girls! Today's lesson is:

big toe + vaccum cleaner = BAD

For example, after I picked up the vacuum cleaner so the dusting hose could reach the back of the shelf, I [with my crippling spectrum-kid intellect] set the vacuum cleaner down on my right big toe. [For those of you who don't know, the brush still spins even when the hose is being used.]

Luckily, I escaped with my life and the only injuries I recieved were a small blood blister, a chipped toenail, and a great deal of soreness in the right-big-toe region of my body.

If I had not acted quickly and removed the vacuum from my toe as soon as I felt pain, I may have lost my entire toe - or perhaps my life! Even if I did survive the vacuum cleaner ripping my big toe off, I'd still have to relearn how to walk and never be able to wear flip flops again. You don't want to have to relearn to walk and to never be able to walk again, now do you, boys and girls?

So what might the moral to this story be? Hmm? Anyone?

Never clean your house. If you do - you will lose a toe, never be able to wear flip flops again, and die a slow, horrible, painful death.

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Yay! Now my right big toe matches my left big toe [which I attempted to remove forcibly from my body with the clever use of running, flip flops, and asphalt not but three days ago.]

It always has something that reminds me of my friends.

Or myself, in this case. :p



Seriously, I laughed for about a minute straight.

::edit::

HOLY CRAP.

I am the worst friend. EVER.

Stephen's party... has been going on for at least an hour and a half... I totally forgot about it. DAMMIT.

I can't go now. My dad wants to turn our living room around. DAMNDAMNDAMNDAMN [etc., etc.]

::/edit::

Why aren't I asleep?

Why isn't my room clean? Why isn't my bathroom clean either?

Why isn't my summer homework done?

Why can't I just quit this stupid soda stuff?

The answers to these question and more... later today!

Okay, see all that stuff? [[points down]]

Scratch that.

See, told you I'm not a wallower. ;-)

Wound up being a very good thing that my dad and I didn't go to the concert - we were both in much better moods for it.

We wound up meeting Jane and Tara out at the movie theater, my dad wasn't feeling well so I hung back with them. [I did manage to injure my left big toe around this point in time. It hurts!] We ran back to Jane's, got Tara's siblings, and dragged them back to the theater. The doors were totally locked by the time we got there. And they totally let us in anyways. For free.

While Jane, Tara, and the munchkins went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I went off to see Batman Begins because I'm pretty sure that today was the last day of its theater run.

In the last 20 minutes of the movie, Michael came in to join me and he supplied me with a ride home after the movie was over (Jane and Tara had to take the munchkins back to Jane's after their movie was over). Pretty sure we were the last two customers to leave the theater.

I finally managed to get all of Tara's clothes back to her. Yay!

But she's leaving tomorrow. BOO!

Overall, my day didn't turn out too bad. Even if I did kind of suck at life today, at least I ended on a good note. ^_^

I think that sufficiently covers it.

I won't go on too long of a rant, because I can't stand it when people wallow. And even though I still do it on occasion, I don't like being a hippocrite.

Some of my more recent problems [in short]:

• I have ruddy skin.
  
• The object of my obsession affection is a dingbat.
  
• I lost count of the number of times today that I ran my car over a curb or accidentally almost caused it bodily harm.
  
• I have given myself at least 3 large bruises in the past week. Not from anything athletic or amazing - more like from walking into furniture and walls and such.
  
• I haven't done any of my summer homework.
  
• My friends don't like each other. Sometimes I wonder if I like them either.
  
• I am so incompetent of a [female] human being that I can neither comprehend nor execute the proper operation of simple objects such as a blow dryer, a hair clip, or an eyeliner pencil.
  
• I did not keep the promise I made to myself at the beginning of the summer - about quitting sodas, working out, getting a job, any of it.
  
• I'm not patient.
  
• At times I'm not very compassionate either.
  
• I get terribly upset about the stupidest things.
  
• I'm missing a really good band tonight. Because I'm currently too much of a bitch to enjoy myself and have a good time.
  

Well... that's not really short. But it's shorter than the paragraph-for-every-bullet long entry I could have written.

I totally just stayed out 'till 1:30 AM with my mom.

That's pretty damn cool, if you ask me.

Had a good day today. How 'bout you?

Dad and Vicki are done with the wine tasting.

Do I really have to go pick them up?

Can't I just leave them on the other side of town?

PLEASE?

I don't want to be around people right now. I want to have the house to myself. I don't even want my dad roaming around downstairs.

Why am I so tired and cranky today?

It is rather lame, if I do say so myself.

Holy crizzap, you guys.

First of all.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory:. Oompa-loompa songs = RAAAAAH! That was awesome. Know what else was awesome? I totally talked Mark into going to see it with me and Tara. He brought Joseph too. Despite the fact that they're [Mark and Joseph] retarted - it was really fun.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince: Thank you, JKR. Please, rub a little more salt and lemon juice into my wounds, won't you?

Have any of you finished it? I feel stupid. I totally should have been able to guess who the "Prince" was. And do any of you know who "R.A.B." is?

I DO. I don't know how it occurred to me, I stared at the initials for about 5 mintues straight and then - I dropped the book.

Bitch, PLEASE. I know they just didn't... O-M-G.

Lemme know if you've finished the book... we'll talk. Maybe I'll even divulge my little R.A.B. secret to you. [[wink]]

To whatever higher power out there that is responsible for this... THANK YOU.

No seriously, it made my day. My week, even.

Hah... unfortunately there is still a chance for it to be severely unmade.

Lets hope it goes well.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

**wink wink wink**

Yeah, Cassie - I'm serious.

::edit::

Nevermind.

Algebra is Satan. Well, today it is anyways.

He has to go tutor a friend who's not doing well in algebra. So none of that lovely stuff *points up*. But I did something totally awesome.

In the middle of our last phone conversation, he said, "I'll see you later."

And I said, "No. Don't tell me that you'll 'see me later' when I don't even know when you're NOT working. When are you next NOT working?"

I mean, I got all firm and forceful and everything. I was like... You are not making plans with me and then not rescheduling them, BITCH.

Haha... still need to name that street after him.

Anyways - looks like we've got one more for Fazoli's next Tuesday. ^_^

I win.
Even though algebra says I lose.
I made myself win anyways.

Yeah... stupid car.

I was all pissed off at 9 AM (the crack of dawn for me) because my car had eaten my breakfast. Look as hard as I might, I couldn't find my pop tarts.

Until I got into my car about 6 hours later.

No wonder I couldn't find them earlier. Never occurred to me to look on the DASHBOARD.

I suck at life. Well, when life requires me to be awake at 9 AM anyways.

Fred and Mylena are supposedly bringing Drake over to my Mamoo's house tonight. I might have to go see him. [BABYYYYY!!!]

Maybe he doesn't look like a shriveled-up raisiny goblin anymore. :p Ah well, that's just what preemie babies look like for the first month or two, I suppose.

::edit::
(AS FOR DA HOCKEY)

Read the headline.

. . . .

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

HOCKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!

Goodness me... I need a nap. *passes out*

Who's bored?

Sarah's bored.

But that's not unusual. So no worries.

Today went like this: Wake up. Shower. Lunch @ McAllister's w/Dad. Get oil changed (OMG30BUCKS!). Come home. Mess around on computer. Watch 2 eps of Teen Titans that my friend Erin lent me. Go to 'Zoli's. Eat and hang out and chill @ 'Zoli's. Come home. Be bored.

Oh wait, I ran the dishwasher in there somewhere...

QUOTE D'JOUR:

"So they just tickle each other all the time? They get paid for that?"

*our entire table cracks up*

Home... it's so nice.

So nice to see these lime green walls [and one electric blue wall] again. To see Sebastian [my comp] sitting on my desk. To see my CDs on their rack. To see my bed all messed up and un-made. MMMMM HOME.

Feels like I haven't been here for a month.

Oh yeah - to all those people to whom I said WAR OF THE WORLDS IS SUPPOSED TO SUCK SO I WILL NEVER SEE IT OR LIKE IT! -- I was 2/3 wrong.

I don't think it sucked. I don't really see why someone would say it was that bad. [1/3] Of course, to be able to say that, I had to see it. [2/3] Did I like it?

NO.

You will not believe how bad that movie messed with my head. No one should ever see that movie if they have a) Daddy issues / divorced parent issues / sibling issues b) friends or loved ones in the military issues or c) aliens-sucking-out-your-blood-to-grow-creepy-red-fungus issues.

Can you guess who has all three?

Can you guess who regretted getting soda and popcorn because she almost peed herself and almost vomited all over the seats in front of her?

Can you guess who still gets watery eyes and acid in the back of her throat when she thinks about how that movie affected her?

Bethcha can. If you think REEEEEAL HARD.

TOTALLY RANDOM WAY TO END THE POST: My apologies to Brian (and all my other friends who were at the Starbucks outing today) for my weirdo-antisocial behavior. I needed to go home. Really bad. I should be back to normal by tomorrow.

Hah... yay! Orgy does New Order justice. *continues singing "blue monday" at the top of her lungs*

Hmm... I love Jane and Tara. SO FRIGGIN' MUCH. It's insane. Really, it is.

And when it comes to coercing other people's boyfriends into buying them presents - I totally win. That's right, I win.

Tara's clothes are cool. I swear, I'm going to break into her suitcase and play dress up everyday this week.

Mmmmm... I should probably go home for a few minutes at least today. *rolls eyes* You know, just because I haven't really been there for two days. And the last time I went home I hadn't been there for two or three days. *sigh* I'm a bad daughter. :p

Ciao, lovlies.

Check it! I've got a new username!

And it's not what you thought it was going to be! I decided against "butch_lebeau" at the last minute. I was like, "That's lame. I need to be more creative. I know! I'll just use my last name!"

Hmm... I could have used the full last name, I guess... but that would have been 19 characters. Well, that would still be shorter than the 26 character name I had before...

But I settled for 10 characters.

OMG! TARA!

photo from your_mom_is_a_highland_cow

((Toothpaste For Dinner))

You guys know who you are.

And you know why this is so funny.

^_^

Why is it that only [okay, mostly] Siegel students are signing up for phusebox?

I feel that Oakland is way under-represented.

[[See? One Two Okay, THREE lines. Whatever. :p]]

They put me up last night.

Never fear.

I behaved. As did everyone else. Everyone else, of course, being Michael.

There was plenty of joking along the lines of "Well once everyone ELSE goes to sleep..."

Hah, but no.

The most we did was watch Johnny English in Heather's room after everyone else was already asleep. I mean it, we watched the movie. And just in case his parents (whose room is like, 3 inches away from Heather's) got up in the middle of the night, we kept the light on and the door wide open.

So get yer brains outta the gutter, you pervs.

:p

Ewwwwwww. I don't think so.

Anywho... I said I was going to the hospital an hour or so ago. Guess I should do that, huh?

Gooooooood times, y'all.

Everybody say hi to Michael and Leah!

"Hi Michael and Leah!"

^That's what you're supposed to say.

Say it.

RIGHT NOW!!!!

I think I'm just going to go to the fireworks show with my Seigel buddies. (Did I spell that right? Your school's so retarted I never know how to spell the name. :-p)

Maybe that will make me feel better.

Now... gas, dad's medication, and recycling.

*rolls up sleeves*

You know those people?

The ones who do and say retarted stuff that makes you worry even though you know they probably don't mean it? And even though they don't mean it, they sound so sincere that you still worry about them anyways? And sometimes you can't help but wonder whether they do it just to make you worry because they want attention?

Yeah, I know those people. Well, ONE anyways.

And why is it that you usually love these people so much that you can't force yourself to hit them with a brick, even though they deserve it?

::edit::

This song always makes me think about sed person... I always liked it, but after sed person requested I put it on a CD for them... it always reminded me of them.

"I'm Still Here" by Johnny Rzeznik

I am a question to the world,
Not an answer to be heard.
All a moment that's held in your arms.
And what do you think you'd ever say?
I won't listen anyway…
You don't know me,
And I’ll never be what you want me to be.

And what do you think you'd understand?
I'm a boy, no, I'm a man..
You can take me and throw me away.
And how can you learn what's never shown?
Yeah, you stand here on your own.
They don't know me 'cause I'm not here.

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
The don’t know me,
'Cause I’m not here.

And you see the things they never see
All you wanted, I could be
Now you know me, and I'm not afraid
And I wanna tell you who I am
Can you help me be a man?
They can't break me
As long as I know who I am

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
They can’t see me,
But I’m still here.

They can’t tell me who to be,
‘Cause I’m not what they see.
And the world is still sleepin’,
While I keep on dreamin’ for me.
And their words are just whispers
And lies that I’ll never believe.

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can they say I never change
They’re the ones that stay the same.
I’m the one now,
‘Cause I’m still here.

I’m the one,
‘Cause I’m still here.
I’m still here.
I’m still here.
I’m still here.

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--SCREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMS--

Dammit.

I love being an American. I love living in this country. I am indescribably grateful that this country gained independence from the British Empire.

[[Hey you freedom-friers, guess who our biggest ally in that war was. Hmm... let's see... was it - THE FRENCH? Why yes, I do believe they were. So shut the freak up about how you think the French are pussies just because they don't always agree with our administration. -- Pardon this nonsequitor rant, that's just a big pet peeve of mine.]]

Anyways. VERY GRATEFUL.

But all the same... 4th of July is always the worst holiday for me. I can't think of a single one that I have truly enjoyed. Maybe when I was really little and would go watch the fireworks with my grandparents. But it seems like since I was about 6 years old on... this holiday has just SUCKED for me.

Have fun at your barbecues or whatever. Light a sparkler for me. ;-) Unfortunately, I refuse to light any myself. I'vd had a phobia of them ever since I got burned by one a few years ago.

photo from your_mom_is_a_highland_cow

I'd imagine it would look something like this.

Save me from boredom and going crazy with photoshop! PLEASE!

Yay! That was a good movie. As was the company I had. ^_^ I hadn't seen Jen and Rachel since school got out! So sad.

Soooooooo...

That was about the ONLY exciting thing that happened to me today. And... it's not that exciting at all. Hmm. Come to think of it, this whole week has kinda been a drag. Started off with a bang: Monday was totally awesome, as was tuesday.

And then my week just... keeled over foaming at the mouth with one leg twitching.

[it DIED]

Ah well. A new week starts in less than an hour! Lets hope this one is more exciting.

I missed them so!

Well, Michael and Heather, anyways.

I'm not really fussed with Aaron and Rebecca.

Heather is awesomness on a silver platter. She rules. ^_^

Michael... well, he's just one of my best friends of all freakin' time. And he always makes me feel positive about myself. I just wish he weren't psychotic on occasion. :eye roll:

Anyways, I've only eaten one HALFof a meal today. So the Dadoo and I are going to IHOP or Awful Waffle or something.

Ciao, loves!