14 Jan

mmm… chipotle. though, not right now. i ate way too many pancakes tonight to make something like a big-ass burrito even remotely okay.

14 Jan

you tell ’em, rapunzel

Snuggles, Kittens, Crying, and Cocoa

14 Jan

That’s all I want. 

I think that it’s 50% that I did nothing today and 50% that I’ve just hit the slum of the month. 


However, here’s my how I am going to react to my current attitude:



comic credit: sarahseeandersen.tumblr.com

13 Jan

Completely and totally perfectly true. Love all these songs and all I want in my life right now is a 4 hour bubble bath.

Work It Out

13 Jan

Hi, Dad, I know you’ll read this. Feel free to call if you have any questions about this or anything else going on in my life, as I’m sure you will. Love you.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way…

I got my dorm room to myself earlier this week. It is fabulous to be free/adult/happy. Hollins is a bubble, so I’m sure that most everyone knows what happened. Even if you don’t, I really don’t feel like describing it, so it sucks to suck.

The important thing is that now I’m free to focus on what’s positive and good. I can focus on myself and my own opinions. I don’t have to worry about stepping on anyone’s toes or offending them because I’m too stubborn to be controlled, because homey don’t play dat. Sorry, had to.

A little bit of freedom and good karma just shows me that life has it’s own way of working stuff out.

In Which Sarah Wonders If She’s Too Hard On Herself

3 Dec

I had a fun weekend. I went to the ACC Championship game (Florida State v. Georgia Tech) in Charlotte, North Carolina. My friend lives there and we got free tickets. So, that was super fun.

Unfortunately, I’m stressed out. The things I’ve left undone are getting to me. What’s worse is the fact that I missed one meeting to go to another, and all of a sudden, I’m not informed anymore. My project is no longer mine. It’s not my idea, it’s not my anything.

I get nothing.

I understand consequences… but I miss one meeting and all of a sudden I feel like I should just hang up the towel?

I’m probably being too hard on myself. I tend to think that just about everyone is out to get me, that people are evil and they just don’t like me. That’s not true, right?

I just need to rant and get this out.

Good thing barely anyone reads this, right?

To relax yourself:

Forgot I Had a Blog, Again.

28 Nov

Sorry about that. I could continue to excuse myself and say that I’ve just been far to busy (which is true), but honestly, I haven’t been blogging because I haven’t had anything entirely worthy of alerting the internet. I also haven’t been patient enough to sit down and write about what I’ve been up to.

But I want to inform you all that I got back from Thanksgiving Break on Sunday, and I forgot what it’s like having long term friends who you can “throwback” with. Also, male friends. You miss them when the only male you regularly see is your boyfriend.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my new friends, they’re beautiful, wonderful people, but that’s just it: They’re new.

I miss being able to cuddle in bed with my best friend. The one where we can talk about how badly we’ve treated each other and then cry and hug and be happy we made it through the drama. Also, we bake together, so that’s delicious.

I miss my crazy friend who gives me the ab workout of a life time by making me laugh. Something about unbridled insanity really gets me going.

I miss my genius friend who I can have the most intellectual conversations with and then she turns around tells me the cheesiest, dumbest jokes in the world. Also, Doctor Who Dates.

I miss my old soul friend who calms me down and lets me know everything is going to be okay. The one who reminds me that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. The one who keeps me sane and tells me how proud she is of me.

And lastly, I miss my boys. The only four boys in the world who I can hang out with and be myself and not have to worry about being “pretty”. The only ones that I know I can act weird and gross and not have to worry about them not wanting to be around me. Every girl wants to be “one of the boys,” but they actually let me do it.

Okay, I know that’s super sappy and cheesy, but one of my favorite sayings is “friends are the family you choose.” That’s completely true for me.

So I will cheese away.

Kate, Cracking Up

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