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Name: Sarah
Birthday: 12/14/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: LOST...dancing in the rain....singing random songs...being w/ my friends...reading... MOVIES...laughing...playing w/ my demon cats...eating...i love the 80s...french fries w/ frostys...french fries w/out frostys...jimmy jammys (pajama pants)...music...ICE CREAM... the dark side ;}...chocolate...archery...hmm... there's many more, but i can't think of them and it probably wouldn't fit in the box...
Expertise: if i had any, it would have to do w/ movies, for example, the actors and actresses, what other movies those stars were in, where it was filmed...etc...
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
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Yahoo:  ahobbitslife4me
Member Since:
11/8/2005
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| so, as you can tell, i finally changed my layout...i was bored earlier and figured, hey why not make a little change... haha. even though i rarely ever get on xanga anymore b/c i'm hardcorely (it's a word now! deal w/ it) addicted to facebook. agh. haha. but i have come back to make an update...
i'm REALLY looking forward to the later part of this month...why? well on april 24th i'm going to see Franz Ferdinand in concert w/ my mum, stephen, and jenny at the house of blues. i am SO FREAKIN EXCITED!!! i mean, sure, i've already seen them, but i don't care. i love them. i think their new album is actually my favorite out of all of them (there's only 3, but so what?) so i just know i'm gonna have a freakin blast at that concert.... you know what else is the weekend of the 24th? ARTS AND JAZZ FEST!!! heck yes. the one good thing about denton (besides beth maries). i'm gonna make sure i open or close all weekend b/c i love going to the arts and jazz fest. all that food and seeing tons of people i haven't seen in ages...and walking from the fest to beth maries and the recycled books store. OH! also, the public library usually has a book sale during that time so lots of cheap books to buy there too. so much fun. i just wish that weekend would get here already....
then the weekend right after franz ferdinand i'm going to see DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE in concert in austin w/ my dad, his girlfriend (desi), and stephen. and i get to see my grandmother who i haven't seen since graduation. i'm gonna be in austin all that weekend so i'm gonna miss out on all the wolverine madness (yes!) and i'll get to hang out in austin! also, my dad's doing a show in san antonio saturday night, which we're going to. it's gonna be a freakin blast. those two weeks are going to be just AWESOME. and i can't wait until they get here!!!
and then...THE END OF SCHOOL for this semester anyways. i'm ready for it...i have been since school started up again. of course, i'm not looking forward to working b/c summer is crazy-madness at the movies, but i will probably get lots of hours which means lots of money! then i'll just have to figure out where to spend that money, meaning, i need to go on a mini trip somewhere this summer. i can't be stuck at home working forever... so maybe i'll take a mini road trip or....psh, i have no clue. when i figure it out, i'll let you know. oh, and do you know what else summer entails? MY FRIENDS COMING HOME!!! yes, jenny and craig being home to hang out w/ every day! (well...maybe. haha) oh and CAMPING. omg, i really wanna go camping now...just gotta wait til the first week of june (that's our usual camping time...i'm ready!)
so i have LOTS to look forward to. i'm excited!!!!
that's all i got for now.
luv yas!!!
-sarah-
paul the dolphin says: great times ahead!
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| it definitely wasn't boring, that is for sure.
saturday march 14th: left the hartfield's house around 3:50 am...it was chilly and wet outside...it rained for probably 3 hours while driving, but i can't really be sure since i was in and out of sleep pretty much the entire day. there was snow in west texas....it wasn't snowing, just snow on the ground. i found that interesting. something else that was interesting: jarrod and rylan's music choices...not that i didn't enjoy the music, it was just interesting. it took us about 14 hours to get to durango. it was a LOOOONNNNNNGGGGGG day...all that driving. blah. when we got to durango, we picked up our ski stuff from the ski barn and then checked in to the hotel. we stayed at the hotel for the rest of the evening and ate turket sandwiches for dinner. (our only "meal" of the day...).
sunday march 15th: woke up around 7ish (or actually, jarrod woke up. rylan and i stayed in bed pretty much until jarrod forced us out. haha) and lollygagged around...went to the ski barn, again, to pick up poles (i prefer blading w/ poles, thank you very much) and then we left for purgatory. some random elk jumped out in front of jarrod's car when he was driving around 60 mph. stupid elk. none were hit, so that's good. after that, jarrod's car started acting up. it reminded me of when my clutch went out (the revving of the engine and just how it felt...). made it to purgatory about half way to the parking lot and then the car didn't want to move at all. we were stuck in the middle of the road and people probably thought we were idiots. oh well. jarrod called his dad and figured out that it was most likely the transmission. eventually the car started working again and we parked. got on the shuttle (we were in the lower columbine lots) and rode it up the mountain. once we get to the "village" or whatever the heck jarrod called it, rylan and i try to keep up w/ jarrod as he is walking incredibly fast in his snowboard boots. both rylan and i have blade boots which aren't easy to walk w/, especially up hill...we finally all make it to buy our lift tickets and then rylan signs up for a ski class...there was some trouble in this as there wasn't a blading class and according to jarrod, the receptionists were stupid and didn't think that skiing and blading were similiar. luckily, a ski instructor near by said they'd take rylan w/ their class. rylan leaves for class and jarrod get on the lifts and head up the mountain...this is around 10 am. we skiied til noonish and then met up w/ rylan and ate lunch (paid $15.01 for a personal pizza, fries, and a powerade. that is CRAZY.) after lunch, rylan went back to class and jarrod and i went back to skiing. we skiied til...2:40ish and decided to call it a day. we took our stuff back to the car then came back and walked around all the stores and then met up w/ rylan. we went back to the hotel where we stayed for that evening....ordered pizza, watched family guy...the guys went to the hot tub and i showered.... watched Cars and fell asleep.
on to the greatest day of the trip:
monday march 16: woke up around 7:30...i actually got out of bed this time but rylan didn't. haha. jarrod and i went to the lobby to get breakfast. got back to the room around 8 and rylan was still in bed. jarrod and rylan had a bit of a "fight" which made me giggle. pretty much it was about jarrod wanting rylan out of bed and ready so we could leave but rylan wanted to sleep in b/c it's spring break. rylan said, "i have to wake up earlier now than i do for school and it's spring break..." or something along those lines. i was just giggling as they had they're little quarrel. eventually everyone was ready and we were off to purgatory. took the express lift up to the top of the mountain and let's say...3-5 minutes in rylan has fallen...he says he can't make it down the mountain so jarrod goes to find help while i stay w/ rylan. i took some picture of the view (thought about taking pictures of rylan but thought maybe he wouldn't be too happy about that, so i didn't take any pictures of him) about 30 minutes after jarrod left help arrives and the guy takes rylan to the urgent care center. i tell rylan that jarrod and i will meet him down there. i wait about 10-15 more minutes for jarrod but he doesn't show so i head down the mountain. get to purgy's and check my voicemail-it was jarrod. i saw him walking so i "ran" after him. we got on the shuttle and went down to urgent care. didn't get to see rylan for about 30-40 minutes and then we were eventually let in. jarrod got to see the xrays while i went to visit rylan. asked if his leg was broken and he said yes, the tib and fib... there's not much that goes on b/w this time and the time we leave...lots of talking and joking. we finally leave the urgent care center around 1:20...rylan has to catch a flight home from the durango airport. the flight is at 5:17. we still need to pick up rylan's things, pain medicine and xrays. we get all of that done and are at the airport by 4:50ish... drop off rylan and head back to the hotel. tonight we (jarrod and i) decide we're gonna go out to eat b/c we need something to pick us up....farquarts is/was a great place...couldn't seem to find it and then we realize that farquarts isn't open anymore. :P agh! still get rocky mountain chocolate factory stuff (yum!) and then try to decide what to do. we end up eating a denny's, which really wasn't all that bad. haha. we went back to the hotel and decide to get into the hot tub, which was not hot...or even really all that warm. so to add to all the wonderful things that happened that day, the hot tub was room temperature which totally bummed jarrod out more. fun. we ended up back in the hotel room and just watched tv until we fell asleep.
2 am march 17: jarrod wakes up in pain. he says his ribcage hurts...pretty scary moment of my life...i had no idea what to do but did all i could to help him feel better. eventually (meaning 3:50 am) jarrod felt fine again and we both went back to sleep. 8am we wake up and start getting ready for skiing...i think we got to the mountain around 10:30...wasn't too bad of a day except the snow was way slushy and there were bajillions of people. that day we were done by 3 and headed back to the hotel after dropping our ski stuff off. we napped and then watched lots of tv...it was a relaxing evening, i'd say. haha. we packed up our things (and the majority of rylan's things also) and loaded some of it up. then we went to sleep.
wednesday march 18: the drive home...nothing too exciting except the car decided it didn't reverse anymore... and we had to have people help us push the car out of the parking spot. besides that, nothing too terrible. made it back to denton around 11:50 pm...
even though all that crazy stuff happened on the trip, i still had a good time. it's definitely a trip i will always remember. never a dull moment....haha.
and there was the story of our wild spring break...
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| seriously. i'm so tired of school and so unmotivated that there's really no point in being there. i don't learn anything in the majority of my classes (texas government and intro psychology) and i don't particularly care about those classes b/c of that. my instructors in those classes never tell us anything helpful. they just go on and on about their life stories and random facts they've learned the day before. i don't really care about those stories, i'm there to learn, which is not happening. b/c of that i just get agrivated and frustrated and really don't feel like being there at all. ugh. omg, i need to get out of here. everything is driving me crazy. i'm hoping the ski trip is gonna make me feel better, but i'll probably be working on crappy school work during the drive there and back and in my free time after we're done skiing. i love school, oh so much.
i'm sorry for this post...i'm not in the best mood right now...i have 2 more tests to study for which i'll be taking on friday...
i just wanna get out of here. only 2ish more days.
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| it was probably exactly 3 hours ago...the most terrifying moment of my life....and i'm still around to talk about it. i am still alive. someone else may not be...i'm just gonna get to the point...but through what i wrote in class right after this experience happened...
February 20, 2009
8:07 am
i may have just seen a man die...i am so terrified right now that i'm shaking...i occasionally have tears well up in my eyes but i'm trying to keep my composure. i'm in class right now and luckily we're watching a video otherwise i'd probably have to pay attention which is almost impossible anyways. no one is in class today i know exactly why. they're in traffic and have no idea what's going on...but i do. i know exactly what is causing the traffic...i know why the police and fire trucks and ambulance are there...i know why and i really wish i didn't. i think i may be traumatized. i wanna go h ome and cry. might as well, i'm not gonna be able to pay attention in class today. i must try though. in case i ever forget what just happened (highly doubtful) i will relay everything and hope to keep my composure.
so here i am driving down the highway on my way to nctc. i'm listening to franz ferdinand and singing. i'm in an amazing mood. right before the exit i need to take-corinth parkway, i look in my rearview mirror, as i often do. i don't know why i check it so often, but i do. this time i really wish i hadn't. as i look in my rearview mirrow i see a guy on his motorcycle in the left lane(i was in the right) and then wtf happened, i have no idea. i see him fall of his motorcycle and roll. i see his motorcycle wobble and fall to the ground. i see a body lying in the road. i started freakin out (saying things that i'm not gonna type here...)...the cars that were behind him halt to a stop. i just keep saying oh god and such things and keep driving. then i start crying hysterically. i get on the bridge and look back at the highway. no cars going toward lewisville and i know why. i keep crying. when i'm about to get on the service road that takes you to nctc i see a cop w/ his sirens on heading toward the highway. i know where he is going. i know exactly where he's going and no one else around me does...while pulling into the parking lot i'm hysterically crying. i pull into a spot and call mum. i tell her everything that just happened. i'm crying and scared, still i decide to go to class. end up getting a call from gene right before class starts so i take it. i think he thought i may have caused the accident but i didn't touch that guy and he was way behind me. i was just so shocked that i had to tell someone... then gene said the guy chose to ride his motorcycle today...he made that choice and he knew what he was getting himself into. gene says the guy could be okay... except for the face that i know he had to at least have been going 60 mph...which means he probably hit the ground that fast if not faster...i have no idea if he's okay. i hope to god he is. i hope he is alive. i so hope he lives. i'm terrified...and curious. is he okay? omg, please be okay. i may have seen a man die today, but i hope to god that he's okay. i'll pray for him...i may have seen a man die today...it's all so surreal now that i've written it. it seems like a story. i wish were. please let that guy be okay. please, god, let him live. please...
no lie, i wrote that right after that accident....it really does sound like something made up, but it's not. as soon as i got home i looked up things in the news on motorcycle crashes for today....but found nothing. i have no idea if that guy is still alive or not. i really hope he is. i really wish i knew though....and now, it does all seem so surreal... almost as if it never happened. i went through school like normal and took notes and talked to friends... watched people walk down the hallways laughing...and thought, you have no idea what just happened....a man may have died...and no one knows...they just go on w/ life like it's normal...but for that man and his family, it may not be normal anymore...i wonder why i was one of probably 5-8 people that actually witnessed that...i wonder why it was me. all i know is that i am definitely grateful to be alive and that now i think i truly understand that you can die at any moment...any moment. does that mean that i'll stop taking things for granted? i highly doubt that. but for today at least, i know that i am alive and i could be dead.
i had to share this experience....the first person i told, as mentioned above was my mum...and then gene... no one else...but here it is to be viewed publicly...it was terrifying. and i am alive...
that is all.
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| though it slipped my mind for quite a while...it's amazing how time does heal things...6 years ago today, my uncle, brandon, died in a plane crash. coincidentally he was the pilot of that plane. no matter...no one knew what happened... i have no idea whether or not anyone figured out what did actually happen to make the plane crash. no matter, no one talks about it anymore...or even mentioned brandon at all for that matter...i think it's b/c of time. we forget how it felt to have him around b/c it's been so long since he's been around. i miss him and think about him occasionally every now and then. i often wonder who he's watching over...maybe he picks different people from time to time...i don't know but hopefully some day i will.
well, i just had to remind myself that brandon is still around...sometimes i do forget that he ever existed and then i get upset w/ myself. there are just some things you never want to lose.
i miss you, brandon. wish you were still around to make us laugh and joke around w/ us...
that's all...
luv yas!
-sarah-
paul the dolphin says: i won't forget you.
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