Depressed and alone.

wow. life is random.

 So getting called back about a freakin' sweet apartment in Monterey in my price range, 4 blocks from the beach, and in a nice, quiet area just made up for everything i've been through lately, also made me care 90% less because in 2 months I'll be the fuck away from this drama, these people, this dirty, crime ridden city (i love it but i want out...for now)....

thank goddess, I hope this works out! :D

cut all my hair off.

 To: SARAH E. DEAL - Applicant Code 28069

This message provides you with your Match result for the APPIC
Internship Matching Program for internship positions beginning
in 2009.

Congratulations!  You have been matched to an internship position.

Information on the specific program to which you have been matched
will be available on the Match web site beginning at 10:00 a.m. EST
on Monday, February 23, 2009. This information will also be sent to
you by e-mail on Monday morning, February 23, 2009.

 I love california and am sad to leave the ocean, the animals, and the peace behind. and i am definitely not looking forward to two long flights today. and fuck phoenix airport, I'm definitely not happy to be going back there! (LOL, I'm sorry katie! i had a bad experience there coming....maybe this time will be better. i'm sure the rest of AZ is ok...but I blamed john mccain for my bad day wednesday! lolz)

kayla, you will love it out here. hopefully our paths with cross in june! (well, hopefully before that, but hopefully then, too.) 

thank god for the eagles. something to make going back less depressing....


time for free breakfast and to say goodbye to the pacific.

 Sarah Palin, talking about how her "party label" was the reason why she didn't win: "I think we would have seen a much different, prettier portrait painted if I had that D next to my name."
Jon Stewart: "All you would have had to change is everything you think."

haha.


I'm in cali and too much to say and too tired. so will later.

 My mom, to my dad : Who has the ball now?
 My Dad: Dallas...that means it's another opportunity for the Eagles to score.

LOLZ

WHAT AN AMAZING GAME!

 Dear Will Smith,
  I am writing you this letter to express a grievance regarding your recent series of movie releases. Two years in a row, you released movies around Christmas time with depressing themes and endings. Two years in a row, I have driven home at night alone, frightened, crying, or traumatized. This year was worse because events before the movie made the evening even more sad. Had we actually made it to see "The curious case of Benjamin Button" we wouldn't have had to see Seven pounds, but we didn't. We trusted you, know you are a good actor, and figured it was the best choice (because no one wanted to see Marley and Me, as we figured the chances of that being depressing were also high, and no one wanted to deal with seeing something sad happen to an animal). Not only did you ruin my Christmas, but you also ruined my upcoming trip to Monterey Bay Aquarium. So, thanks for that too. I suggest you stop making these dramatic, tear-jerkers and go back to the Men in Black funny movie crap. Fresh Prince of Bel Air was one of the best shows on TV, when you're funny, you're delightful. But when you're sad, you're TOO sad, and we can't take it. Thanks!
Regards,
Sarah Deal.


Everyone, do NOT watch 7 pounds.

The Flyers won again AND I JIZZED IN MY PANTS
I got another interview and I JIZZED IN MY PANTS
I ate a donut and i JIZZED IN MY PANTS

1. Ask me "are you done school yet?!?!"
2. Ask me "why are you always so busy?!"

Because I have a life, retard.  Stop sending me messages, I don't want to date you! You can't even spell!

 And then just like that, the universe throws me a curve ball..in the form of an internship interview at a favorite site.

Why can't you just let me be in peace?! LOL.

I still have my back up plan.

 smack their lips
chew REALLY loudly
chew with their mouth open

 sorry for going off the deep end yesterday...I meant it, though!

my ass still hurts!

 I'm watching some weird kid show on PBS (mondays are my chill day) and they just sang a terrifying song about some girl named ruth getting a cavity in her tooth. I think that would be traumatizing  to most kids.

 I hate my life.