Weds i didn't go to school because Tuesday night was a bad bad bad one for me. I spent the whole night up coughing and throwing up blood and mucus and water since i didn't have the tolerance to eat anything.
i keep getting sick and i hate it. i hate it a lot.
so i sat at home and slept a lot and did nothing and more nothing. i snuck out at about 4 and went to nicole's house to go buy some clips and borrow an owl necklace for semi.
Thursday, school blahblah. we get out earlier because of a water main thing, or whatever.
me and rob finally landed the fucking brain wave monitor.
i'm guessing if you're just nice enough and persistent with ms. brancato she notices you're around and helps you...
anyway.
school was pretty much nothing, you know. we didn't do anything in any class and well, yeah.
this is already boring rah rah. i go home.
semiiiii woooo
i'm ready and not as pressured to be ready as i thought i would be.
rob's house at 6:30, we leave at 7, get to la reggia at 7:15-ish
when i enter a place, i don't know how i should feel. i felt really anxious, and nervous, not even excited, and i'm not sure why. looking at everyone was really interesting, though. i had to look twice at some people to realize who they were...
anyway, in a nutshell, semi was really good!
giving a speech-or two, wasn't that bad, although my name is sarah and not danielle.
there was a lot of food and a lot of smiling and pictures and dancing hahaha
oh man, dancing. i don't think i've danced like that since...
this very tall boy came along. lmaooo
i'm even happy that i got to tag my slow dances with my best boys, who aren't even bad dancers at all!
not to mention rob pulled off matching as my date very effortlessly and nicely. even with a bow-tie. (:
the sexual tension in the room amazed me beyond a doubt and i was kind of left in awe.
not to mention that the amount of grinding-conducted by me, personally, or not-made me feel like i needed sex. seriously.
oh, and, i'm assuming i should've kissed you.
or maybe two people, or three, or, i don't know.
that's just the sex talking.
other than that i just kind of observed and watched things somewhat unfold.
i fully realize and acknowledge that you were and still are my favorite face in any room i go to, even when you aren't there.
so-anyway! it was fun!
afterwards we all wanted to hang out (get fucked up, lol) but that didn't really work out...
we trekked all the way to wendys in heels and dresses in the cold and wind and it was closed. we tried every single fucking store, but it was closed. so we had to run all the way back to la reggia, in the hotel next to it, and stay there to figure out what the hell we were going to do.
travis ended up ditching us, and we assumed he'd be our ride, but at last minute he bailed out.
lame.
so, its the 7 of us, rob, dylan, steven, jean, riana, sean and me, sitting in a hotel lobby, and then boooooom-castanon, lohf and greco arrive.
i'm assuming we looked pretty bad.
7 kids stranded in the middle of seacaucus, not knowing how we're going to get home, and yeah...
it doesn't really help that i'm the president either, hahaha
so anyway, i go to the check-in desk and i ask them if they know how much a cab will be to the lightrail, at least, for the 7 of us and they say 20$, so i inquire more to get us to rob's house, and the guy works out a deal for 45$.
i'm very very thankful i have a nice voice and i'm kind of cute.
yes, yes i am.
so in about 20 minutes of lounging around and talking about how we're going to kill travis, the cab comes, and we all load in and within a half hour we are at robs house.
this sounds extremely boring and bad, because well, its a blog, but really, it wasn't as bad as it was.
in fact, it was really interesting and pretty exciting, haha
we get to robs house and we eat ice cream and attempt to play i have never but instead people sit around and indirectly insult each other and express blank feelings
and in those moments i realized i loved the whole night and wished i could do it again and would never trade it for anything.
i get home at about 1:30 and my momma doesn't complain, which makes me realize i should've stayed out until later.
I HAD FUN IT WAS FUN
LETS DO IT AGAIN

yesterday i isolated myself from the world with dear rob
met at newport and from there we went to hoboken, to american apparel because he wants a hoodie, and he finds this said hoodie, but he doesn't buy it rah rah rah
after the disappointment of over-pricing, we walk over to 2nd street into coldstone and well, uh, duh, buy some. we head back to the mall and eat, and then go to Kim's, and get this book. its full of other people's love letters, and they're all really detailed and interesting.
if i ever have some spare time where i'm not lazy, i'll scan one, and post it up.
a lot of the made me aw, and some of them hit me hard, because well, this one in particular sounded exactly like what i've been wanting to say all along, in some way, shape, or form.
at 5:45 we watch Shutter.
it was really good, actually. i thought it would be stupid and bad (lol like all other american remake's of japanese movies) but it was actually pretty good, and the story line wasn't bad either.
we end up on the lightrail home and then the bus and i'm home by 9 and i don't remember anything i did.
although, i did call it because i got bombarded with IMs saying where have you been, do you know what happened blahblahhh
but the day was nice, thank you rob!

today i'm sitting at home
i cleaned my room and its still not clean
theres too much stuff and i don't know what to do with it
gio has also managed to stay downstairs and question the hell out of me
i'm also thinking that soon i'll fix my nails since my momma made me get tips and they're annoying the shit out of me
i can't just break them off either, because i don't know what the lady did but they're bonded to my nail...
i'm kind of thinking this has some hidden symbolism, between me and the relationship of someone i adore very much, and how they're bonded to my heart.