Listen to the Beat

Saturday night. The time when most people my age are out and about, either prowling the streets and playing practical jokes on their peers or the grouchy ol' geezer, er, neighbor next door, or bothering the living daylights out of each other in a pleasant way.(I.e. socializing)
I, however, am special. I get to sit with the computer as a companion, the PS2 as an entertainer, and the television as an informer. Joy eh? But really, I can't complain. I actually like being alone.... Not that I want to be alone all the time, because I think I would go insane if that were the case. I am only human after all, and being part of the human race means seeing your buddies every so often and bothering them in a pleasant way.(Or not. Really, it depends on how much you like that person for the experience to be pleasant....)
Anyways.........

Nothing exciting actually happened today. The day would have been a bit less lackluster if Brazil had won the soccer match. I'm guessing that the Brazilian players were a bit too high on horse when they went up against France because they played horribly. I mean just because you didn't loose a single game right before the semi-finals, doesn't mean that you're unbeatable. It was frustrating to see the Brazilian players making all these uberly stupid and idiotic moves that were uncalled for (like holding this one French dude back by pulling on his shirt). There were times when they were playing like a bunch of frickin' 2 year olds... Well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but they were playing badly enough that I left the room to go draw on my wall. Talk about an ironic situation though; I go away from one place to avoid frustration just to go to another to find more of it. Eventually I gave up on drawing for the day, but mark my words, I am going to finish that wall, one way or another... I actually intend on finishing on what I started this time because I'm determined. DID YA HEAR THAT WORLD!???!!! I'M DETERMINED!!!!!

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And as if wasting your time reading this blog wasn't enough, I have dug up this as well as this for your time wastage!!!
...That's really all I have to say. I've maxed out my rambling for the day.

1 Listen @ 8:57 PM

So Sarah and Kauany posted. Oh that makes me so happy. I just got back from viewing fireworks (pictures to be posted later...I promise)). Oma and I got a pizza on the way there to eat once we got there. Though I ate one in the car, which led to her wanting one. Then she wanted another so I had another. Next thing you know our medium cheese pizza was no more. It was good though. We also went to Target today. I promised I'd get Elena some more nail polish since its her birthday tomorrow. But as I wandered over I went to look at the Tara Jarmon stuff, as I fell in love with the Luella collection and practically bought EVERYTHING. Alas, nothing was there...all the amazing dresses and skirts that were online were gone. So in my disappointment I continued to look around where I ended up with the red shirt seen to the left. I thought it was cuter than some of the others and it will go well with my new black blazer that I got in New Hope. I still wish I could have gotten this dress though. Oma and I then returned home. From then I talked to my friends a bit and then proceeded to head out. All in All good day. Daniel Powter would be envious. I want school to start about as much as Sarah does. I am curious to see what this new school will be like. I know it's not going to be wonderland or anything. Duh. It's a school HOWEVER, as long as it has that something that I am looking for, I might stay there and graduate from this school. I wish I knew what that something was, it would make this A LOT easier. Til then the plan is to keep changing schools each year. I figure if I don't like this then there is always EAHS. Or Saucon. Hell maybe even private school? Though colleges might be like "why didn't you stay in one place". I'll simply reply "variety". I think I'll like it though. I worked hard to get in. I love how I am contradicting myself and waffling back and forth. It shows my confusing thought process. Very astonishing isn't it? Well I think I am going to officially begin reading Anne Frank and listen to Frou Frou. And then pray that tomorrow will be a world WITHOUT gauchos. I hate those things. People are wearing them WAY too tight and the panty lines are beginning to get to me. I think I am going to buy a bunch of thongs and keep them on hand and give them out to women with panty lines that are insanely visible. It might make the world a happier place. Then we can get to work on how to cure AIDS or cancer, as we won't be distracted. Though distractions are what I am enjoying. I don't want to have to read these books that I am supposed to read for English 10. Oh dear motherfucking god, my grandfather is singing and whistling...I don't think he knows I am in the room. Normally I can take this but its 11 at night. Please pretend its a library. I want wendesday to hurry up and come, then we find out if he really has cancer or not. So I guess I shouldn't be so hard on him...well rant about him. I'm not saying anything to him. He's singing like a songbird at someone's window when they have a hangover at 6 a.m. on a weekend. Nice comparison, hmm?
Well I am going to go escape the noise and prepare for tomorrow. So Long and Goodnight <3

2 Listen @ 8:26 PM

(hello Pinky!)
(Hello loves! Sarah's actually posting something! Woo!)

Summer equels boredom meaning bad things for the world around Sarah. She shows signs of irritability towards her house mates, namely the youngest. Now, i'm sure that most of you find summer to be a time filled with fun, laughs, and all that joyus teenage non-angst good stuff. its more than likely normal to have it lying around in abundace.

However i haven't found it just yet.

Summer is like school; only instead of homework i do slave labor, with all the same drama. You would think that, surely, if i'm not forced into interaction with my little drama whores on a daily basis their drama diseases could not possibly reach me in my nice little bubble? Ladies, i present what could be the next anthrax carrier.

The telephone.

The way i see it terrorist are just not being clever enough; anyone can mail a letter, it takes real skill to send a deadly virus through a telephone wire. Thats what drama is. A deadly virus; able to kill millions in a single breath! Which brings me to my point.

We are all terrorists.

End of story.

♥ [Sarah] ♥

3 Listen @ 5:59 PM

Well now that that is out of the way. I can get on the purpose of this. To Blog.
I think I have become addicted to polos yet again. I am in love with this pinkish one I got from PAC SUN the other day. It's really comfortable and didn't make me think of a Ralph Lauren model when I looked at it. But really, I have gained a total of 12 new polos during my stay here in West Virginia. Now that I think about it. My whole wardrobe has taken on a new life. I used to wear a lot of black and reds. Now its a laid back colorful feel and much to my own surprise, I'm ditching the jeans for khakis and skirts. I really am anticipating school to start again. Unless I get to go down to Florida. I just want summer to END! It's tiring. And the sooner summer ends. The sooner I am done with guitar lessons [something I wanted to learn back in 6th grade and then later lost interest and now forced to do because apparently I don't have a clue what will make ME happy and THEY do]. At least the teacher is nice, I wish I could make a deal with him that if he teaches me one song, I'll pay him extra or something. I doubt it would work. So I guess I'll end up sucking it up and going twice a week for an hour to play and practice.[It wouldn't be so bad if it was only once a week but twice...god]
Its midnight now. I'm tired. Maybe tomorrow others will post something.
At least Kauany or Sarah. I dunno where the hell Ariel is. She seems to have disappeared. And it worries me.
[Megan]

2 Listen @ 11:56 PM