mmmmm.... things ain't too bad as far as i'm concerned. I'm trying to start writing again, now that I've got more free time. And I've got a job. I'm a kennel bitch at my dad's animal hospital. I walk/water/feed dogs, clean cages, mop duty, trash duty, and I get to play with the puppies! Yay! We're also getting two puppies (born at the end of the month!) and i'm PSYCHED. You guys have no idea... :) hehehe.

I <3 flag football and ultimate frisbee. especially frisbee. except that now I am sunburnt and my quads are in pain and i'm tiiiiiiiired. but other than that, its a blast. :)

Life is good, and I can't wait for July!

Alas, frustration ensues.

I won't bore you with the details, but my god, how I hate the way our friendship has dwindled down into... nothing. And no matter what I do, I can't fix it. It hurts. I'm going to try to move on - but I've never liked losing a friend... never. I guess we'll see this summer, right? Right. Until then... so long, mi amigo.

On the plus side... I now have a loverly dress and kick-ass shoes. I'm in love with my shoes. Really, I am. Laura and I went shopping and had a blast. Ah. Prom shall be fun! Group things usually are. :)

So something just happened that completely made my day. It was a complete confidence-boost.

So I was at the gym (and when i told this story to my sister, I had little motions. too bad you all can't see the motions. they were great. hehe ) working out, and there's this (really) hot guy lifting weights. And he can do a lot, which was impressive - but that's beside the point. And out of the corner of my eye, I see him glance over in my direction every now and then. So i glance back every now and then. And by now I'm all hot, sweaty and gross. So the last time he looks ever, I smile and he smiles back, then he has to leave. So i go on working out (insert sweet motion) and towards the end, an older guy that the hot guy was talking to comes over. I just look up from a machine and BAM he's there. He says "if you happened to be smiling at the young man who was in here, it would be a good idea to say something to him next time."

Needless to say, I was surprised. The older man then continues to tell me that the guy was talking to him and said "Is she checking me out?" (cue smiling sarah) "yes, she is.""really? cool." and that the older man was trying to persuade the guy to go and talk to me. alas, he had to leave.

And that's the end of my story. But still, it made me feel great to know that even when I'm hot, sweaty, and gross, I can turn a head. Wonder why I can't when I'm NOT working out....at least, no one that I really want to notice me. Hmmmmm. I dunno. Either way, it made my day. Now I just have to see him again, right? Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight. Something like that.

Well... its been awhile. And things have been through the roof and back again. Possibly to the moon, but i'm not sure they could go that far. ANYWAY

Let's see... spring break. Not too shabby. Went to Chicago to look at Northwestern and DePaul, mainly for their theatre programs. Northwestern was sweeeeeeeeet, and DePaul was ok. The L was a bit sketchy at times... lots of crazy people, ya know. Saw Wicked, which was absolutely AMAZING. Missed the first three days of rehearsal, which is just dandy. Hopefully I won't have too much trouble catching up. Got food poisoning from chinese food and staffed a Genesis for half the time. Went to Ithaca to look at Ithaca University, which I like.  THE END.

Except not really. There are just some issues I need to figure out soon, regarding some people. Meh. There the things where you have to say something that you really don't want to say, because you don't want to hurt them - and they're your friends, too, which makes it all the worse. alsdjfiwlenkfdlsijewrs. Ah, you know me, thinking too much and worrying too much and not doing enough. It all just loads on my mind and doesn't like to go away. It's kind of like when you cut really long hair. There's all this weight on your head and neck... only it just keeps getting heavier. and heavier. and heavier. le sigh. Somedays I think things won't get better until i leave for college - not regarding my stress levels, my friend issues, and (you all knew it was coming) - guys. I still stand by my ideas of shoving them all underground and using them for entertainment, reproduction, and pleasure.

Argh.

I still haven't finished Heart of Darkness or Jane Eyre. I like Jane, but not HoD. I don't wanna go back to school... can't I just complete the two months until I'm BASICALLY considered a senior at home? Pwease? I'll do the puppy-dog face... and you CAN'T resist the puppy-dog face. Its impossible.

I'm such a sickie right now its not even funny. Temp of 101+ last night. It hasn't gone below 100 today. So anyone I came into contact with over the weekend... errr... basically anyone at the Genesis Planning Session should watch out. Will's whole car is probably contaminated. Ooooops. Inbetween hacking up a lung and sleeping I'm trying to get some of my school work done, but its not really working. This is just a random spurt of energy that will probably make me sleep for two more hours today.

Oh the plus side (aha. yeah right. I LOATHE being sick) I can finish Treasure of the Sierra Madre and read countless works by George Bernard Shaw and critical analysis of them. And I don't like soap operas. And we don't have any soup!

This sucks. :(

I'm going back to bed.