Ningún título.

¿Por qué me siento como esto? Me siento como si alguien es mintiendo a mí, pero yo no sé quién. Yo odio esta sensación. Perdido veinte libras en un poco sobre dos semanas. Hay algo traidor.... Soy muerto de hambre, con todo carezco apetito. Nadie pueden ver que haya perdido peso, yo parecen igual que antes, pero ahora yo peso solamente 105 libras.... Necesito forzarme comer. Yo deseo fijar este problema, pero no sé cómo.

Mi hermano se irá hoy para ir a entrenamiento básico para los militares. Patrick es nervioso. Buena suerte, Patrick. Yo te amo.

¿Por qué es ese, en cualesquiera dado en la época, por lo menos una de mis amigos está trastornado con mí? Soy enfermo de esto.

Estoy escribiendo esta entrada en español porque no he estudiado español en un rato.... y porque yo consideraba esto ser uno buena entrada para el español. Me disculpo si mi gramática es mala, pero soy muy confidente en mis capacidades de habla hispana. Puede ser que tu traductor del Internet sea algo ineficaz.. Yo no cuido si tú puedas leer esto. ¿No tienes gusto a leer este? Quemadura en infierno entonces.

Why Do I?

My best friend Dave and I went to Stillwater. It was so fun. Good times were had by all.... He's so cool.

He picked me up at about noon thirty. Patrick and Wesley joked around with Dave until we left. We ate lunch at Hunan's, a Chinese restaurant. While there, I saw my friend Stefanie with two of her cousins eating not but ten feet away from us. What are the odds? (Actually, the odds were pretty high now that I think about it.)

Then we went to The Court. It is a place where all your dreams come true. Items there are incredibly expensive. But they sell POCKY!!

After poking around in COER and buying pocky, we went to Hastings so we could read manga and drink coffee in the lounge area.. But we couldn't find the damned manga section. That place is under such heavy construction, it's crazy. I'm glad it's going to be bigger though. I like Hastings enough, it's one of the only places that sells Nightwish CDs that I know of.

Dave and I then went to the movies to finally see Star Wars Episode III. I expected it to be better. A lot better. It was an okay movie, I guess.. But whatever. Some things about it just made me laugh at the lack knowledge Lucas possesses. Lucas, you're so gay.... Dave, we totally should have watched Shark Boy and Lava Girl. That's magical.. IN 3-D!!! OMFG! How dumb....

We forgot to do that thing we said we'd do at Wal-Mart.

Weskally

I have a cool friend named Wesley Walker. I met him almost two years ago when he moved here from Prague, Oklahoma as a Sophomore in high school. At first, I never really talked to him, he seemed kind of shy and distant. But now, he practically lives at my house. He is one of my brother's best friends as well.

Wesley is eighteen years old. He is going to basic training and AIT for the National Guard after he graduates high school next December. He is going to Oklahoma University to become a doctor.
Wesley likes movies from the Star Wars trilogy. He also enjoys a good episode of Family Guy. His favorite color is red. His favorite hobbies are drawing and listening to music. He likes rock music.. Pretty much any kind of rock. His favorite food is the edible kind, except broccoli. Broccoli is nasty, he says.

One time, Wesley was dared to jump out of a van that was going about 35mph on a gravel road. He did. I admire his stupidity. He broke his collarbone.

Sometimes, Wesley gets so bored that he sits beside me as I make new posts on my blog, just like he is right now. I just thieved half of his Pop-Tart. It was tasty, as most Pop-Tarts are.

Wesley has one older sister and a younger brother that is a punk; Wesley doesn't like his punk little brother. We jokingly refer to his brother as "Wesley's retard". But his real name is Casey. I don't like Wesley's retard. He's annoying. One of my friends had a huge crush on Wesley's retard, even though he is three years younger than she is, and while she was a Sophomore, he was in seventh grade. He's so dorky. And he's not physically appealing, so I don't know why she had a crush on him. Eventually, my friend's crush faded away into nothingness, and Wesley's retard's feelings were crushed. Oh well.

Anyway, Wesley Walker is one of the coolest people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing.. And I'm not just typing that because he's sitting right next to me, I actually mean that.

Love???

At times, I would get this insistent feeling that there is no one out there who is.... "right for me." I mean, there's really no guarantee that you'll find someone. Someone who you love like no one and nothing else. Someone who you love so much.. that it hurts being without them. AND, to find someone who will love you just as much?? Probably impossible.

There are always people who might say, "Oh Sarah, you'll find your 'soulmate' eventually."
Or, "If it's meant to be, then everything will work out, Sarah."

'Meant to be'?! When people say that to me, it makes me want to slap them.. What do they know? How would they know? I think it is so ridiculous to think that solely existing in the grace of God guarantees you a soulmate. Ugh! The very idea that one is promised true, lasting love by simply living in this world.... Unreasonably laughable. That is just a fantasy, a wistful fabrication created by the feeble-minded to keep hopes alive. I'm an atheist.


How old do you have to be to know what it means to love? Where is the line that dictates the end of youthful obliviousness and the beginning of enlightened consciousness?


Just because I am young does not mean I do not know how I feel, or how I want to feel... I want a love like nothing else. Nothing rehashed or cliche, not the same old "falling in love" experience that eveybody else has, but something just for me and whoever loves me most. A love that is truly unparalleled. Someday I want to love (and be loved) with convincing ardency, and such sentiment that is, undeniably, beyond compare.




~My Beloved~
"For where thou art, there is the world itself, and where thou art not, desolation."

Gravitational Time Dilation

It would be so cool if I could manipulate time. There are so many things you can do with that, you know? Here's a few things I would do:

- Jump out of a plane, let myself get like ten feet or so from the ground, and then rewind. I could do that all day.
- In the morning, when I wake up and feel all tired and drowsy, freeze time so I can sleep for a little while longer..
- Take a test for a class at school, wait for the results, go back in time and answer all questions correctly that time. Repeat if necessary.
- Sunday night: go back in time to when school let out Friday and enjoy the weekend again.
- Get a haircut that is totally not my style, just to see what it would look like on me. Then, of course, go back in time before getting the haircut.
- If someone was really upset with me, I'd go back in time and not do what I did that upset that someone, if possible.
- Make time go faster in yearbook class.
- Make time go faster when I'm bored.
- Go way back in time just to see how things were back then.
- Go way forward in time just to see how things are going to be.
- After eating all my candy from trick-or-treating on Halloween, I would go back in time to the moment just before I started eating it.
- Easily win the lottery by going back and buying a ticket after hearing the numbers.
- Go back in time to catch missed flights.