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i don't like to think, but i do. i'm kind of thinking, that well, thinking is what i'm best at. i'm sarah. and i'm alive. p.s.-that's not going to change until i die.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

my days have been nicer than usual, you know. everything seems really really quaint in this. not-right, kind of way.
thursday and friday, especially. according to my schedule, those are supposed to be my worst days, when, in fact, they've turned out to be my best.
i've had no homework for either of them, and classes have been VERY very nice.
i really loved friday, too. we sat around, and watched movies all day. and they weren't even bad movies, but good movies. now that i think about it, i've watched. 4 movies in total that day.
we finished one flew over the cuckoo's nest, and we started and finished outbreak (which, to disprove me, was very very...interesting and full of suspense) we watched a movie in I/S, and, later, i watched another movie.
so, that was basically my day.
i also got to bake again, so, my day was full of sweet sweet sugar as well!
afterschool, steven decided that he'd come to my house, and jean came too, and we waited for rob, which ended with us going to his house, and then getting driven to oldnavy. from there, we went to party city, where i had to carry the 4 red balloons all the way to the lightrail station.
while walking, i was thinking, i must've looked really interesting.
it's not everyday you see a girl walking down streets of jersey city holding 4 red balloons in her hands.
not to mention my highlighter-yellow sneakers probably didn't help, either.
we got to the mall, and we met hoa, and we went to the pier, and did the whole ritual.
take the balloon, write your wish on it, and release it into the sky.
i got pretty paranoid though, when my balloon started drifting towards a window, and i imagined it going inside and someone reading it!
or, like steven said, where a plane rams it, and it pops. although, jean imagined that when it pops, it comes true.
but isn't there some symbolism behind that? when it gets popped by a plane ramming into it?
i think so.
after we were all finished we rushed to babo where travis joined us (: from there we headed to macy's and erika came!
we split up, guys and girls and we went shopping seperately.
i'm too indecisive you know. i had about 3 cardigans, and 4 choices for shoes, and i didn't know which ones to pick. because i kept thinking of alllllll the possibilities.
so i ended up not buying anything at all.
after all our shopping extravaganza's, the people remaining (travis, erika, hoa, rob, me) decided we'd watch a movie
and well, it ended up being horton hear's a who... but uh, you know, got changed (THANK GOD) to vantage point
and really!
good movie!
well, that ended at 11:30, so we headed to the lightrail and in some amount of time, everyone left except for me and rob
andddddddd
i saw erik! i don't see him a lot.
he told me he went to this show, at the school of rock, and he ended up at the lightrail station.
i now have a sticker for the scandels that i'm not particularly wanting, but i'm assuming i know who to give it to.
i ended up at home at 12:30 to a very grumpy mother who was highly upset and started bitching and screaming.
i'm okay, though.
we settled things this morning as to me not buying anything based on my indecisive-ness, so we headed to the mall, with tita glenda, tito giov and gio
i ended up meeting rob and shoooooppppping and i found my cardigan but still need shoes

this blog was just to catch you up and it has no detail or thought or idea
more on that later

but right now
i came up with an idea for an uh, dare i say, sweet 16, if i was to have one, like my mother wants
it involves needing 99 people
so if you want to be one of them, tell me!

i've been thinking a lot, and i'm sorry about everything thats happened to you
but i'm really keen to know about it (lol) and i'd like to know, or try and help, if you'd let me

i'm also kind of thinking i'm in love with you
yeah, just a little

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