C'est La Vie

It isn't fair.

2009-08-09T21:26:00.003-04:00

I have known Josh since the day I was born. How many people have friends like that, who they've known literally their entire life? Not everyone. He introduced me to the movie Big Fish, one of my favorites; to cinnamin on popcorn--incidentally, that and Big Fish happened on the same day--and for sixteen years I've known him. We aren't related in any way, but he always called me his cousin. I'd seen him almost every day until two years ago, when he and his family--his mother Robin, father Rob, and sister Becky--moved to New Hampshire. And in those two years I hardly saw him, and then, hardly thought about him. Until yesterday.

Yesterday morning my mother woke my sister and I up at about 7:30. We were moving my sister out to her new house in New Jersey with her sorority sisters that day. My mothr had gotten a call from Robin. Friday night, when Josh was driving home from his job as a cook at a country club, something happened, and he swerved off the road and hit a tree.

Josh died.

He was eighteen.

We don't quite know what happened. The cops apparently found him. They think he'd been speeding--but we don't find that likely. He was, supposedly, a very slow driver, something he'd been teased about. Not that I know this. I don't remember the last time I saw him. The last time I hugged him, or the last time we even spoke. I can hardly fathom that he is gone. He was such a permenant fixture in my life, though I hardly saw him anymore, I always thought he would be there. I've cried quite a bit in the past two days. It isn't fair. It isn't fair that I should be alive and he isn't. It isn't fair that his friends will be starting college in a few weeks and he isn't. It isn't fair that his parents must lose a son and his sister lose a brother. It isn't fair.

So, I won't be around for a while. Tomorrow we are leaving for New Hampshire. On Tuesday there will be a service, to which we've been told to dress in jeans, because that's the way Josh would have wanted us--and he would. I am not ready to see my friend in a casket, but I suppose I'll have to be. I imagine I'll be back sometime Wednesday.

I guess this is my way of telling you, my friends. Forgive me, but it isn't something I would want to bring up over the phone, or in an AIM conversation, or even in person. But don't worry about me--since I've learned the news I've been able to laugh at old movies on TV, and I've been able to semi-cheerfully greet patrons at my job at Friendly's. I will be okay. I will be up and about again for Sarah's party this weekend. I hope to see you guys there.

I just have to remind myself of a part of a song I always really liked, but now have a reason to need it:

"But I know, though the endings are never ever happy, its the happy moments along the way that in the end, make it okay."

I just have to remember the time that Josh and I organized a 'concert' in my driveway that consisted of my bike upside down, us spinning the wheels and dragging a stick through the spokes; I have to remember our many writing attempts, which include a movie called 'Store Wars' in which he and I were agents for Dr. Wal-Mart (played by my sister) who had to defeat the evil Dr. A&P because she (his sister) was hypnotizing customers to only shop at A&P; I have to remember our many sleepovers and camping trips and movies we watched...And in the end, I'll be okay.

I love you all, and I thank God that I have all of you. I miss you very much, and I cannot wait to see you again. Yes, I want school back. I'll admit it. I'm ready. Goodnight, for now.

I have joined the workforce!!

2009-06-07T10:39:00.002-04:00

And it is a scary place.

Well, no, I suppose it isn't scary, but it is stressful. I was trained as a hostess by this girl my sister told me was flaky and I was under the impression that we would be co-hosting. For about ten minutes she was there helping me, then I saw her sitting at the counter doing nothing, then she disappeared completely. Yay.

People are disgusting! There was this one huge group that had a billion ice creams that had drippy strawberry shit coming down the side and just, ugh. I worked for less than three hours but already I have a deep respect for those in the food service industry. People suck. I'm glad I'm not one of them.

Anyway, after work, my brother, sister, and my bro's two friends took me to see the Hangover. Hilarious! It had Justin Bartha, a personal fave of mine, so I was happy.

So I have to go to work again today...yaaay. My first few days, I have to be there during its busiest time. Oooh Well.

...Don't eat me

2009-06-06T13:28:00.002-04:00

I'm here. And I'm sorry. I truly am. From today on, I shall post every day!

Like that will come true.

But I will try.

A propos...

School is out. I was exempt from half of my exams, so, that's pretty sweet. It is so weird to think that I'm pretty much a junior by now. Soon I'll be going to college, away from my unnamed bff, my lilly, my k-bizzle, my name-stealing friend, and everyone...Who knows where we'll all go? I don't. It's exciting, going to college--I really can't wait. But these people are too awesome to be without! We'll just have to do our best to see each other as often as possible.

I have a job now. Christ, I have a job! I'm starting today and I'm a little freaked that I'm gonna mess up. I'm working at a Friendly's, as a hostess. You know, that girl at the podium who says "Welcome to Friendly's!" and gets you a table. My mother tells me that I can't mess that up, and that if she thought I would, she wouldn't have let me have the job. So, you know...friends: visit me! Please! I know I live in a town that most of you are far-ish away from, but if you really loved me you would deal with it. :D

My brother graduated from college. He's going to Seattle soon--which is far away. Good news? We'll get to visit him. That means plane ride, the Space Needle, and...Starbucks. Heeeaven! And I'll have visited the west for the first time. Every time I tell someone the farthest west I've ever been is Georgia, they try to correct me by saying, "No, sweetie, that's the farthest south you've been, right?" No, I've been to Florida. Georgia really is the farthest west I've ever been. But not for long, bitches!

I'm thinking about taking singing lessons so that I may bag the role of Mrs. Lovett next year...or at least be the crazy beggar woman. That works too, I just want a role in that! I'm already missing Barnum--which went well, by the way. I have it on dvd now so I can watch whenever I'm feeling nostalgic.

I suppose that's all, my cheeky little muskrats. Until tomorrow!

Oh, and P.S. I looooove Greg Kinnear now.

I Really Need A Paul Rudd

2009-02-03T20:27:00.003-05:00

More specifically, I need a Mike. You know, from Friends? I bought Season 9 this weekend and, due to the lovely half-day I got today, I've been watching it. One of the features of Season 9 is the introduction of Paul Rudd before he was anyone besides Phoebe's boyfriend. And I haven't laughed so hard in a while. I don't know what it is. It isn't specifically Mike, maybe, but I think it helps when he's...well, Paul Rudd. The best was the first episode he was in, when he tells Phoebe that he plays the piano. She asks for him to prove it, but there aren't any pianos in the vicinity. So she says that such a thing wouldn't stop a real pianist. And so, Mike proceeds to stand up and mime playing the piano in the most hilarious way: I don't know how to describe it, but I imagine that it is comparable to...Elton John, I think. If you really like Friends then you'd have seen it already and known what I was talking about a long time ago...

Point? I need that guy. The piano is pretty hot, for one thing. But he's very handsome, in just the right way, you know? Like, normal-guy handsome. Like you could actually believe such a guy to, you know, exist. Obviously all other actors/musicians/whatevers that are hot exist, but I think you know what I mean. And he just seems like a really funny, really cool guy. I want a really cool guy! I do. Don't you believe me?

Anyway, my restless raccoons, I now have a second reason to see "I Love You, Man". The first, was, of course, Jason Segel, AKA Marshall from How I Met Your Mother, AKA current actually-currently-on-television-TV Show obsession. But now with this new desire for a Paul Rudd, I can appreciate both leads in the upcoming movie...

Speaking of HIMYM and Friends, and just for the occasion let's bring up Heroes, too, I've come to realize that the same woman who plays the Petrelli brother's mom also plays Ted's mother, and also plays Mike's mother...Does she only know how to be a male character's mother? Ha, just kidding, she's cool. Anyway...

More drama practice tomorrow, plus hanging out time with my BFF, then sleepover with her later this week, then filming our project, and filming Lilly's project, then my cousin's christening, then CCD...Jesus Christ, I'm busy. I hate being busy. Yet I hate having nothing to do...It's a paradox, really. I think. That's what a paradox is, I think. Hopefully. Maybe. No one wants to use words wrong. However I don't feel like checking it out, as I need to shower...The damn day went by too quickly. I can't have singular days like this doing nothing. I need multiple days, I can never accomplish my nothing. At least February break is next week, then we'll be off to New Hampshire, the lovely Shire, indulging in tubing and Peterborough visits...Should be splendid!

My face is itchy.

So to summarize: I <3 Paul Rudd; I need a boyfriend; that lady plays a lot of mothers; I'm far too busy; can't wait for New Hampshire; and my face is itchy.

Any questions?

You Read My Blog, You Listen To What I Say And You Will Like It

2009-01-30T18:09:00.002-05:00

I shall now attempt to shoo away my hiccups by attempting to list every movie I've ever seen IN...Alphabetical order.

13 Going on Thirty, 27 Dresses, 50 First Dates, A Night at the Roxbury, Across The Universe, Along Came Polly, Amadeus, Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy, Armageddon, Big Daddy, Billy Madison, Center Stage, Cheaper By the Dozen, Chicago, Click, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, The Dark Knight, Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story, Doubt, The Devil Wears Prada, Elf, Elizabethtown, Enchanted, The Family Stone, Finding Forrester, Forrest Gump, Four Weddings and a Funeral, Gran Torino, Hairspray (new), Happy Gilmore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Harvey, The Holiday, The Hot Chick, In Her Shoes, It's A Wonderful Life, Juno, Little Nicky, Madagascar, Man of LaMancha, Mamma Mia!, Meet the Parents, Mr. Deeds, Mr. Deeds Goes To Town, Mr. Smith Goes To Washington, My Super Ex-Girlfriend, Napoleon Dynamite, National Treasure, National Treasure: Book of Secrets, Night at the Museum, The Notebook, Notting Hill, Office Space, Pirates Of the Caribbean: At World's End, Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl, Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, Pretty Woman, The Princess Bride, The Producers (original), The Producers (new), Shrek, Shrek 2, Shrek the 3rd, Sleepy Hollow, Spanglish, Starsky and Hutch, Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby, The Wedding Singer, The Witches of Eastwick, Zoolander

Now that is not nearly it, my pretty unicorns, but I wish to make this post today, so...finish later. In other news, it's freezing in my house. I'm very very tired. I'm watching Monk! And Psych will start soon. I miss How I Met Your Mother...And now to bed.

There's A Crack In The Hull Where The Penitents Used To Lived

2009-01-29T18:58:00.003-05:00

I don't know what it means, but I'm guessing that the penitents have escaped...It's from a song called "Boat Parade" by Five For Fighting. It's just been in my head all day.

So my rowdy little badgers, one day later my nail polish is chipped, but it is no matter. I'll probably repaint them pink. Why pink? Well, my friend Lilly is making a movie for English class that she has asked me to be in. I shall play Coco Le[mumblesoffintosomethingFrenchsounding], a French chick who's having an affair with this guy and I guess she kills his girlfriend...I don't know the whole story, but I should soon, seeing as we must film my part on Sunday. Anyway, I shall be wearing a short black dress (hopefully I won't freeze on the way) a pink shawl, undetermined shoes, a black beret...point is it'll go with the shawl. Anyway...

Life seems rather monotonous right now...It's a bother. I want something new to happen...something fun. Maybe I'll find fun in this project, or in New Hampshire--I'll be going with my BFF over February break, it seems!--or somewhere...I don't know. I know that I'll be going to CCD a lot in the future, which I hate...I get the significance of making my Confirmation and everything, but I don't understand why we have to sit there for an hour and a half, answer one question in a book, talk intermittently about why we don't want to be there and occasionally do something on topic...It's very pointless. And I hate it. Thank God, April 28...My salvation...no more!! The unfortunate Tuesday chosen for the end! My Confirmation. My name shall be Colette! How exciting.

To quote the fab Meryl Streep as Miranda Preistly in "The Devil Wears Prada":

That's all.

Purple Nail Polish

2009-01-28T17:14:00.002-05:00

Excellent. There was no school today.

And now its 5:15 and most of the day is over...blast. I still have French homework to do and I need to shower...Blarg.

Oh well.

So I was watching Big Fish today...fantastical movie, Tim Burton, Ewan McGregor--give me this combo and we're in business. But I noticed something strange...Miley Cyrus was in it. How weird is that? What's weirder is that she wasn't actually Miley Cyrus yet. Yeah. When she was Destiny. I don't really know why she's Miley now...Do I care? No. But I digress; she was only in it in the beginning: she was Ruthie, the only girl who went on Edward's odyssey to the witch's house as a child. None of this is quite significant, but...to quote myself, "Oh well".

So I began reading Pride & Prejudice (for school, of course). I do love Jane Austen. I read Sense & Sensibility over the summer (again...for school) and I liked it. You have to be patient, though. More so, I felt, with S&S than P&P: things seemed to start almost right away in the latter, whereas I remember the former taking a while to get interesting. But I overheard a girl in my year with the reputation of being ranked #1 in the class (I'm not jealous...not at all) speaking about P&P, and one would think someone supposedly so intelligent would have an appreciation for good literature. But she sounded just as I imagined the average person my age would in contact with Jane Austen: "It was so boring! I read the first few chapters and it didn't make any sense!" Honestly? Jane Austen has some of the most interesting characters...and it doesn't hurt that I happen to be a hopeless romantic...

Really, I am. Don't be so surprised. [/sarcasm]

Anyway, I'm rather excited to be reading. 'Tis fun.

On a side note, you know how there's a bold and an italic and an underline (though they don't seem to have that)? I think there should be something for sarcasm. It's the internet, sarcasm needs to find a way to come across easily and unmistakably. I go to message boards; things would be less annoying if people got the sarcasm.

So, I'll be going, biscuits.

Oh, and to the title of the postage: I've painted my nails...!

I neeed to read a book

2009-01-27T18:15:00.001-05:00

Hello my frisky little ponies.

I've read Fahrenheit 451, Ethan Frome, and various short stories in the past few months...but those are all for school. I have to read a book to read a book, and I can't read the Harry Potter series again...No, I need something new. I still won't read Twilight, but who knows, I may cave eventually...my will isn't really that strong...But the thing is I've got a whole bunch of books, but I've not been able to read anything...why is that? I used to read all the time! I miss it! But I've been on the computer, talking to friends, doing homework, watching television, seeing movies...modern technology is kicking my ass. I don't really want it to. But I can't escape...Look at me, I'm posting on my interwebz blog right now! *sigh*

Anyway, Barnum is starting and its all very exciting, but not nearly as exciting as when I got to do more than simply sing sitting in a chair. Don't worry about me, stuff will start happening. What sucks, though, is that I've got a whole bunch of projects coming up and it doesn't make me happy...I just don't like knowing I've got a lot of stuff to do, it makes me nervous, like I'll never be able to finish in time...Oh well. Looks like no school tomorrow, so...its all good.

-ish.

Milk Chocolate Chips...Never Semi-Sweet

2009-01-06T16:39:00.002-05:00

Hello. Dandy year, we've got, eh? 2009, huh? Lovely.

I have a few forms of chocolate residing in my house, you see: some mini Mr. Goodbars, oreos, chocolate chip cookies and brownies I would need to bake, and I think some chocolate pudding that is currently powdered. But I need instant gratification. I'm not good with Mr. Goodbars either, so what do I do? I go for the milk chocolate chips we put in our pancakes. I never liked the Semi-Sweet...they always had to be the milk chocolate. I think they were too bitter or something like that...I used to not like eating chocolate chips alone. I changed my mind though, probably out of necessity. I feel I've done that several times in my life...

Whenever my BFF would decide on a new style, I would kind of...follow. She decided one year she would dress boho, and I followed her there, and loved that. Soon she would develop a taste for clothes, well, that you would buy at Hot Topic. I still go to that store a lot...When she was mega-obsessed with Fall Out Boy and in love with Pete Wentz, I became mega-obsessed with Fall Out Boy and in love with Patrick Stump. Then when she fell away from that obsession, so did I. I don't think all of these things happened so that I could relate to her or anything...Or did they? I'm unsure. I'm adaptive, I suppose. And I don't dislike a lot of things...

Perhaps its like when a person yawns. The power of suggestion, you know? One guy yawns, and you see it, and you yawn...I see someone like something, and I try it out, and I like it. Perhaps that's all it is. Well, this doesn't always apply with food, but that's a whole other story.

Though perhaps I'm being hypocritical. I refuse to read the Twilight books, a favorite among my friends, and...every other teenage girl in America. And beyond, for all I know. But I tell them I want to resist jumping on the bandwagon. If that's not hypocrisy...I don't know.

I close the Tupperware case, perfectly aware that a sizable chunk of milk chocolate chips are no longer present there, but in my stomach.

merry christmas

2008-12-26T15:28:00.002-05:00

It may surprise you to know that I realize I'm a day late, but 'tis only the second day of Christmas, and I'm in need of two turtledoves...come to think of it, I am likewise bereft of a partridge in a pair tree...my true love is cheap. He probably just doesn't know where I live yet.

Anyway, Christmas went smashing. I must say I got a bit more than I had expected. I was under the impression that this year, being the year 2008, things would be a bit more modest...well, I suppose it wasn't that extravagant. My two biggest gifts--a Wii and an iPod (seriously! I got booooth!)--were from two different people--my mom and my aunt/Godmother, respectively--so I guess that makes sense. I got a few movies--Stranger Than Fiction, Big Fish (from my daddy), the Princess Bride, as well as Friends season 8. My brother and sister got me the most beautiful diamond bracelet--usually I'm not into bracelets but this one was lovely--and I also got the cutest Betsey Johnson socks...I do love the socks. Who says a person can't love the socks they got for Christmas just as much as the Wii they got? I looked around my room a while ago and I looked at all the things I got and I felt very blessed. Don't worry, not just because I had stuff! I mean, I like stuff. I can't help it...stuff is great. But, for example, I looked at my cool Santa thing and my chocolate rose--still uneaten--and I thought of my buddy Pandus, and that I oughta update my blog, lest he bug me about doing so. I look at my iPod right now, and while I can't deny that I'm thinking about how sweet it is that I don't need to use my beat up Creative Zen anymore, I'm thinking about my aunt, and how much I love her. I'm more blessed to have my BFF, Lily, Pandus, my family, everybody than to have the stuff they gave me.

But I do appreciate the stuff ;)

I would end the post there, but I don't want to forget this revelation--I have secret aspirations of being a housewife! All my friends tell me that I'm going to travel, write, be independent; then, maybe when I'm in my thirties I'll get married and maybe have a daughter--yes, we've decided the gender--and that all sounds swell...But on the other hand...Yesterday we were having my grandmother over for dinner, and my mother had me set the table, and I was looking at it thinking about how awesome the tables are on TV commercials with a table cloth and napkins and centerpieces and whatnot...I was saying to my mother that when I was married/had kids I would set an awesome table...and I had no idea why I cared so much! And then, I want to be a good cook. I want my kids to love the food I make and tell me its better than what their friends' moms make...I totally want to be a housewife!! I already am, pretty much, when its just me and my mom. She always has me make dinner, and I often get stuck doing a bit of housework, cleaning, you know...not that I like cleaning, mind you...Anyway, I just thought I'd share that. Must go. I hope that everyone reading (which is probably only my friends) had a lovely Christmas, and at the off chance that someone outside of my knowledge actually reads my blog--Happy Hanukkah, I'm pretty sure its still going on, yes, and Happy Kwanzaa, and if there's anything else, I hope its happy...as if you couldn't tell. :)

LOOK who decided to SHOW

2008-12-18T17:32:00.002-05:00

I am sorry, believe me. I meant to post. I really did. So here's what's been up since December 2:

1)The reason that I've not posted is probably because I've been working on my world regional project. Burma is quite an awful place to be. The military junta government is terrible to the people; I'm sure you all remember in May when the cyclone hit and they refused outside aid for a while cause they didn't trust other countries. How bad? Anyway, I finished it on time and all is well.

2)The Christmas Concert happened at my school. I think I did all right, but then again I was only singing with like fifty other people. So no pressure, really. I've been wanting to make it into the girls' choir for a while now. Auditions are at the beginning of the year; last year I didn't try out because I was a freshman with just an all right voice so I didn't think I'd make it. This year I tried but didn't make it; however, to my credit, the exact same people who were in it last year were in it this year as well, so, you know. I am kind of a soprano, second soprano really, and there are three out of four sopranos graduating this year, so I think I've got good chances. I went through a period where I didn't think I could ever get in, and a period where I was sure I could do it...I also want to get into the Chamber Choir, which is more advanced...they're awesome. But who knows what will happen?

3)Many of our Christmas ornaments got ruined in my basement--molded from water damage. My mother was pretty upset--not terribly, but I could tell she was still upset. Our stockings were all ruined, too. I walked to Wal*Mart and I bought her two different four-piece sets of ornaments: one set is purple with a white dove on each of them with swirly white letters that say "peace on earth" and the other is gold with a red poinsettia on each. I think she'll be pleased!!

4)I sang karaoke today; 2/3 songs weren't so bad. Lily missed "When I'm 64" so it didn't turn out so well, but "Part of Your World" and "I Put Your Picture Away" were all right. And I won two darts in English for my masterful comments on the amazing Ethan Frome. For the sake of someone reading this blog right now (you KNOW who you are!!!) I won't say what I said...spoilers he won't want to know about.

5)'Twas the last day of school of 2008...I didn't hug everyone good-bye and say the cliché "see you next year!!" thing...disappointing. But that's okay. I may see some of my friends tomorrow, and I know I'll see my best friend but...still. We were supposed to have a half day tomorrow, but school was canceled cause the weather should be bad. I'm fine with that!

So that's what's going on...hopefully I'll write more frequently in the future. Au revoir!

behold, the power of cheese

2008-12-02T17:50:00.003-05:00

Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.
~Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

Remember those commercials? They were for some sort of cheese company...but I'm not talkin' 'bout that delicious stuff that goes on pizza, your macaroni, and that comes in squeezy bottles of whiz. I'm talking about this cheese coming from economists. Not expecting that, are you?

All of a sudden they've decided we're in a recession. That silly little word everyone's been avoiding for the longest time. No, no! Don't use the word 'recession', for it has a power over us. It will make things change. And the worst part? They've decided that we've been in a recession for a YEAR.

Well thanks for warning us! How can it help, now? Giving it a name? It doesn't change a thing for the people who have suffered from it. And the worst part about the whole thing is that all the gaining the market did last week was ruined by the decision to name it. Why? Because people are stupid. They do believe that words can kill them, and I wish they would so that the stupid ones can leave...

'Recession', 'hard times', 'economic turmoil', whatever you want to call it doesn't change what it is. Things need to change and thank God, I believe they will. They better, I wanna be able to afford going to college!

mentally spent

2008-12-01T09:38:00.002-05:00

The title says it all, doesn't it? I'm frightfully tired, my short story is 12 pages long and not even completed yet, and I'm hungry. I hate this long weekend, still. It got me into a false sense of security and the pulled the rug out from underneath me and then pointed and laughed.

Oh well. I've got cinnamon toast crunch and a new realization that I can't spell 'cinnamon'. But I'll be okay. Tomorrow starts a short week, and plus! How I Met Your Mother is on tonight, as well as Heroes! HIMYM=good convos w/ Kevbow. And I'll have choir with Lily tomorrow, and its the day I have two classes w/ my BFF, so hey! I'm starting to feel okay!

Lonely

2008-11-30T16:46:00.002-05:00

I miss my friends. This long weekend has got me blue.

I feel as though I only see Lily anymore walking through hallways as she says "Sarah [insert last name here]".

I feel as though I only see my BFF in mornings and afternoons when I pick her up and she takes me home.

I feel as though I only see kevbow on the internet; not nearly as fun.

I would call one of my friends, but I've been working on my short story, due Tuesday. How in the world will I make my creative representation? And I've just found out that my mother probably won't be home until after I'm asleep, so blues all around. Thank God I'm sleeping over my BFF's this Friday. I feel so disconnected from everyone right now.

Here's hoping that by Tuesday, I'll be finished with my short story and ready for a recharge of friends.

The Shows On TV Today...

2008-11-29T21:38:00.002-05:00

hello again, my friend. Haven't visited in a while. my computer's a total mare. (mare : bitch :: female horse : female dog) yep.

The impending cancellation of Pushing Daisies has got me kinda blue. The show is the best. Why is it that America worships shows like Grey's Anatomy that glorifies people sleeping around on yet another show about doctors while intelligent shows like Pushing Daisies with a twist on some pre-existing genres and making up some new ones and creating something amazing. Its a romance, a comedy, a drama, a fantasy, a detective show, and many other things as well. It deserves more than a first season with 9 eps and a second season with 13. It deserves so much more. The actors are fantastic. The show has made me love Lee Pace so much. I have a friend who just started watching only to find out that it's on the way out. It makes me mad when this happens.

let's just see...

Shows that deserve to go so much more than PD:
Private Practice-we don't need two of those, and they're exactly the same--just to keep the hormonal girls happy, keep one--the original.
Prison Break-I don't know much about it, but as my good friend says, how many times can you break out of prison?
American Idol-I hate to say it, but you know its not all that anymore. No one's been too cool and awesome in a while. Who even won last time?...oh yeah. David Cook. Where's he now?
Dancing With The Stars-was that show ever anything good? no. That's because it's reality tv.
That Paris Hilton's New Best Friend Show
I Survived A Japanese Game Show
I Wanna Work For Diddy-all because they, again, are reality show crap.

Ya know? There's too many too list. Because there is crap on television. How I Met Your Mother, Pushing Daisies, The Office, Saturday Night Live, and Heroes (though it begins to annoy) are practically all I can tolerate anymore. Here's hoping you can tolerate more than I.

People Fascinate Me

2008-11-18T19:53:00.002-05:00

I do believe it is true; I have spent the past few days learning of them. Wikipedia is my best friend. I don't believe everything is entirely non-factual. Clearly someone OCD would notice if something was incorrect. But that is not why I'm here.

Some of the most fascinating?

Marie Antoinette--do you know that she hardly had any influence on her husband, the king? That she had to marry him at the age of fourteen? That people didn't trust her merely because she was Austrian? Yes, she did live a lavish lifestyle there for a while--but she was young and, frankly, everyone was flipping at her because her husband would not sleep with her. Really. Can you entirely blame her? But she grew up. She became a mother. And she had to endure the death of her child. She was constantly the subject of rumors. After all the revolution deal with her family being put in prison she had to live for ten months as a widow before she, too, was tried for treason. The trial was pre-decided, but they went through with it anyway. Do you know they accused her of sexually abusing her own son? And the worst--they had coached him, her son, to say that this was true. Her protests were so emotional that women who stormed the palace couldn't help but take her side. And they killed her anyway.

Oscar Wilde--A gay writer when it was pretty much illegal to be so. [gay, not a writer...] need I say more?

Jimmy Stewart--Rated the third best actor of classic hollywood, his only fault being his major conservatism. He wrote poetry, loved his wife (believe me, nobody was quite faithful then), had a sense of humor, went into the army when he could have stayed home. I love him, and were he alive and a similar age to me, I would have given Gloria someone to be jealous of.

And many more...those are the currents, though. I bid adieu, for I tire of typing.

Addition

2008-11-01T12:56:00.000-04:00

Math is never exciting...never. One could say I hate it. One could. Particularly geometry; shapes and angles and postulates and whatnot...it clearly isn't my thing. But addition...addition I don't mind.

They always say that you have to remember you'll use math in your real life...in the future. Of course I don't believe that. Hardly. For what job will I need to calculate the measure of an angle? Engineer? I won't be an engineer; it does not seem in the cards pour moi. But addition is the only thing I can see myself using in the future...

Take today for example. Today, I have a new addition to my family--today, my second cousin Stephen Micheal [last name withheld to protect the newborn] was born. How sad, for him, to have just missed Halloween! But he is here, now. He's come into one of the only good marriages in my family--my cousin and his wife. They're very much in love--thats the type of thing you say very much to. Just like someone is always "very much alive". (Have you noticed?)

But that tangent is immaterial; the point is a baby has been born. I know, happens every day; but today you notice special things. You notice that a woman has become a great-grandmother; you notice that there hasn't been a little one since you were born; you notice that maybe life doesn't suck after all.

Am I overly optimistic in this particular post? Cheesy? Sentimental? All of the above, of course. But why not? Babies can do that to people. Or at least, me. I just mean in all of this: its a good day when a baby is born. So shouldn't every day be good?

Wilkommen.

2008-10-31T16:13:00.000-04:00

hello. i am Sarah. wilkommen, bienvenue, welcome to my blog. je suis enchanté, happy to see you! tis all hallows eve, and for the first time, i am not trick-or-treating. instead, lily and i have made my blog, and shall eat ourselves sick with our rejected candy. hopes that your Halloween is more extraordinary...