Television and LIFE Magazine.

I'm thinking about asking for a job at the antique stores I frequent. It would be perfect! I could dress however I wanted (orange lipstick and all!), and I could handle the wares and get first pick, and I could hopefully get a discount, and, most importantly, I could get a steady income.

Casey, the loser that she is, basically talked me into getting an iPad. Don't let me play with your cool gadgets, because I will want to spend all the money I have on them. Ugh.

Also, I'm all signed up for my summer class. That's right, one whole class! I have to take English 102 to get that stupid critical thinking class I'm missing for the UC/CSU system. Somehow, critical reasoning doesn't count as critical thinking. Go figure.

Luckily, it's online. I'll probably just use my iPad for it.

I really, truly detest Casey. Though not really, cause she's sort of my best friend.

Anyway, that's all. How about a picture of a cute animal to reward you for reading this?

A better day is comin' my way.

I'm back, and I'm not sick anymore, and it's glorious. Glorious, I tell you!

I'm starting another blog for things like recipes and clothes and pictures of pretty things and whatnot. I'll continue posting here, but I'm just sharing the information because that's how I roll.

Anyway.

Nothing exciting is happening in my life. My purple is almost all gone (I think I'll re-dye on Friday, though. I dunno), and I planted a bunch of flowers and some basil. I'm currently hoping that they don't all die, cause I sort of have a black thumb. I hope I don't kill my new best friend!

My new best friend is a pot of African violets, by the way.

Yeah.

It's almost the end of March, but it's not nearly close enough to July to justify just how excited I am to go to Carpinteria this summer. And Mammoth. At least, I think it's Mammoth. But mostly Carpinteria. Unfortunately we won't be able to camp, but there's a Motel 6 there and it's a short, pleasant walk from the rest of the town and I really, really, really just want to be there right now. That is all there is to it.

Please, semester, just end already.

Especially you, sociology class. Especially you.

Thankfully spring break is next week, that will be the halfway mark. On the 10th, I will be closer to the end than the beginning. Now if the end of the semester would hurry up already...

Boring classes make for an impatient Sarah.

I've had some time alone, to hone my lying technique.

Last day of Fatshion February!
Yeah!
Maybe it didn't call for exclamation marks. Whatever. Clearly I didn't end it with a bang. I ended it by being warm, okay? It is February after all.

Torrid top, Ross coat, mom's skirt, Old Navy scarf, WalMart tights, messy bed.

Payless shoes.

I did like posting my outfits every day, even if some of them were spectacularly boring. And I mean watching-grass-grow boring. I mean let-rabid-squirrels-eat-me-alive-please boring.

I clearly live a fascinating life.

My ear upon the ground, listening for truth.

Today wasn't exciting. It never is. It snowed, and I felt like a hazard with a Bunsen burner.

Coat from Ross, tee-shirt from Lane Bryant, skirt made by my mom, tights
from WalMart, shoes from Vans, bracelet from Casey, black bangle from Claire's.

Talking back to the mirror.

Nothing to report today, except that I messed around with sulfur today. It's like formaldehyde to me—you can still smell it, long after the lab. Ugh.

Sweater from Fashion Bug, dress from Ross,  necklace from Forever 21.

Shoes from Payless. Also, they're ridiculously comfy.

All that waiting, not a single smile.

I almost forgot to get a picture today! Well, the crisis was clearly averted.
My original plan had a pair of tights, but leggings and supreme comfort won.

WalMart leggings and a dress made by my mom. 

Vintage cuff and nails that I think are totally awesome. But then, of course I
do—I did them myself. They're like my babies.

Vintage necklace. This is actually my prized possession. 

Payless shoes.

Dig your heels into the sand, but it won't last.

Extra post today. I feel like I haven't really written anything lately, aside from a quick "About Today's Look" sort of thing.

Yesterday in my sociology class, my professor was talking about this summer abroad thing with one of the French professors. It's a month in Paris. I'd be packing already if it wasn't for the fact that the trip is $3300. It's not an insane amount, considering the fact that that includes transportation and room & board, but there's absolutely no way I could get that much by June.

So I've decided that I'm going to fight tooth and nail to do my fall semester abroad. Since I won't be able to transfer to Monterey Bay (my new school of choice, where I'll be majoring in marine science) until Spring 2013, I'll have a whole semester of, well, wasting time. I'll have all of my transfer units at the end of this semester, but, alas, life sucks and I can't even apply till, well, soon, I hope. So I'll have all of fall semester to either take random, boring classes at either COC or AVC, or study abroad. Really, I'd like to go anywhere, so long as I can travel somewhere. Does that make sense?

I need to start looking into the various programs, and costs, and how on earth I'm going to pay for it. Oi.

It's so worth it, though.

Excited for the future.

Today was long and cold. It definitely feels like February. Things got interesting when some kid showed me a couple of card tricks. I'm just gullible enough to love magic tricks like that.

Coat from Ross, thrifted scarf, WalMart tights, Lane Bryant tee-shirt, skirt
from Fashionbug.

Vans shoes.

DIY necklace.

A depth of pure blue.

Today was cold, so I dressed for the weather. Mostly. Those flats hate the rain more than anything.

Coat and dress from WalMart, thrifted necklace, bracelet from Casey,
WalMart leggings. 

Payless shoes.

He slipped upon his innocence.

Another day of school, another day of already wishing that it was spring break. On a pyromania note, I played with fire in my chemistry lab for credit. We were learning about the Bunsen burner and melting wires and whatnot. I'd much rather go to my chem lab than my chem class.

Dress is Forever 21, sweater is  WalMart, and tights are also WalMart.
They are also prone to catching on the rivets on my lab stool. Which sucks.

Shoes are from Payless.

The actors here have not got a clue.

Another day of school, and of getting up at the unholy hour of six in the morning. Seriously, why does that time even exist?

Anyway, today I had to deal with rain and cold, so I dressed fairly practically. I'm not sure that the dress was the best plan. Oh, well.

Dress is from Forever 21, coat is from Ross, scarf is from Old Navy, tights
are from WalMart.

Forever 21 necklace.

Vans shoes, which you're probably becoming quite familiar with.

Forever 21 bag that fits my many, many things.

Another successful day of academia, though. Even if I'm not sure if I'll really like sociology. At all.

This machine is dying.

First day of school! I did not make it out unscathed, unfortunately. My bag was heavy enough to leave welts on my shoulder. Well, maybe not welts. It just hurts. This is why I don't bring books!

Tee is Lane Bryant, my mom made the skirt, sweater and tights are WalMart.

Necklace is from Kohl's.

Boots are from Payless.

Detail of the skirt's pockets. Which makes me happy. I love pockets!

How about a real update, though? Since I did go back to school today and all that.

I got up at six to catch a seven o'clock train so I wouldn't be late to a 10:30 class. Seriously, Metrolink, make my life easier and add a train! Anyway, I also had Critical Reasoning, Chemistry, and all the textbooks in the world today. Tomorrow, it'll just be one book...

Which reminds me...

I should be doing math homework instead of this.

Yeah...

I went running to the road.

So on the 30th, Casey and I went to Castaic to watch a band perform. Locked & Loaded. They're some of the coolest guys ever, not to mention immensely talented. We took some pictures and got an interview, which I was woefully unprepared for. My future interviews will go much more smoothly.

Anyway, it was a nice day and the music was great and the drive was pretty.

On Halloween, I just stayed home and watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Casey had gotten sick, so we postponed all happy fun times for the next day, which we did.

Then, a lot of time spent at school, farmer's markets, and various modes of transport.

Last Monday, I ditched math and got back into town at around 1:30. Casey and I wandered around town, finally got our 99-cent pupusas, and went to a city planning meeting (or whatever it was) in support of the Industry Theatre. We're so excited for them to open! A real, fresh music venue for the AV! Plus, it's beautiful.  There's this phenomenal artwork everywhere. There are walls and benches covered in graffiti-style murals, there's a wall with these 3-D pieces composed of, like, chain-link fencing and pipe, and a smallish mural of these fragmented cities. I can't wait to get some pictures.

Since then, it's been school, commuting, and not doing homework.

Tomorrow, I have to go to this tea at my aunt's church, so that promises to be...interesting.

And, the biggest and best news of all: the semester ends next Thursday.

Finally.

I'm excited about the break, if only for the napping opportunities. I fully plan on catching up on as much sleep as is humanly possible!

It's all about the moderate climates.

How about a short, sweet update?
I went to Carpinteria for a few days in July. It was great, even if my brother was an idiot.
It took a lot to get me where I am right now, sitting at school on my laptop waiting for my math class to start. I'm still waitlisted, but I'm hopeful. And actually, this update is so brief because I really should get around to staring my homework.
I'm taking organismal biology, intermediate algebra, philosophy, and psychology. I'm most excited about bio, naturally.
I've been talking to Luis and I can't decide if I'm not into him, or if I'm just emotionally handicapped. I don't even know.
And that is all!

No, friend. I don't know, friend.

I know, it's been a long, long, long while. I get lazy when it comes to the internet. I think I'll be able to condense the past few months in a very brief post.

I'm going to fail my speech class. If I do pass, it'll be with a 60%. Whatever, I don't like that class and don't know why I took a coms class where I actually have to get up and give a speech. I'd rather play with daddy long legs. Except not really. In fact, I would rather give a speech than have anything to do with spiders.

I'm going to pass my SciFi class with flying colours. I mean, it would take more effort to fail it than it would to pass.

I'm doing well in bio, which I'm pretty pleased with.

I'm passing math by the grace of the gods, and the fact that I can play the system. Wow, I am a terrible student. I probably drive my teachers to drink.

I'm done with Luis. That's all there is to it. That's all that needs to be said.

Casey said she'll help me find someone this summer. Her end goal is a bit different from mine (with a distraction, I won't be able to distract her), but it's all good. Best friends are for insulting each other and helping each other.

My great uncle passed away last week. We're going to the funeral on Friday. I'm freaking out a little bit, but I know that after the fact, the whole thing will just disappear. I'm an expert at shoving away bad thoughts until they stop existing.

And other than the fact that I'm expecting an amazing summer, that's everything!

We're talkin' about two different things.

I need school to start. I need distractions. I need new faces and new names that I won't be able to remember. I need new guys in my life. I'm absolutely going to find someone this semester, whether I rekindle what I had with the fellow who shall henceforth be dubbed The Idiot, or whether I find someone new.

I'm sick and I'm tired of being a second choice, or, usually, not a choice at all. I need someone to see me and give me butterflies and keep me at the top of his mind. I need someone that wears the same goofy smile as me when we first meet. I need someone that wants to go to aquariums and In-N-Out and the beach and Saddleback Butte.

I need someone.

That's all there is to it.

Ugh. Ugh, ugh, ugh.

You approached me with your silhouette.

So, Monday starts the last week of the semester. And frankly, I'm absolutely stoked. I do like my classes, of course, and passing Shambala every mornining, and getting centuries of reading time, but I'm so sick of getting up at six in the morning for a ten o'clock class. For the next two months, I can get up at three in the afternoon if I so choose, and life will be awesome.

Yeah.

It's the little things.

I'm starting to get excited for Christmas. I decorated the house, no thanks to my niece, and soon, we'll be able to put the boxes away. Once my brother brings in the little trees, of course. Lazy freaking bum. But anyway, I can't wait to start baking. Miles and miles of kringla. I need to find a good recipe first, though.

My Christmas list is shorter than it's been in years. Purses, gloves, Audrey Hepburn films, basically anything from Crayola. There's one thing I'm hoping for above all others. It just has to be in stock. Immediately.

Please, please be in stock!

On a side note, I really, really, really need to go somewhere. Anywhere. I have Park City in my head, and Carpinteria, and San Diego, and Saddleback Butte. I need to go somewhere, and despite what my mom seems to think, commuting is absolutely not the same.

I need to go somewhere.

Couldn't write a word all day.

I'm dropping my math class after all. Thirteen credits is honestly too much for me to handle. I jumped from four hours of homework a week in high school, then tripled it over the summer. I've fallen too far behind to easily bring my grade out of failing range. I'll just take it again next semester.

What else is there?

There's a 90% chance that I have a date for next Friday. Hopefully he and I can hang out sometime next week before the date, but I won't hold any expectations for it.

And that's actually about it.

Exciting, eh?

I could take you.

I'm watching Boy Meets World, enjoying the existence of the Internet, and freezing. Dear gods, the AC is cold.

I have a test in math tomorrow, but I'm pretty sure I'll do well. But, at the same time, I'm really hoping that class doesn't murder me. I currently have a 63%, due to the fact that I've turned in next to no homework. Ugh. I really need to bring my laptop tomorrow. I really need to do my homework. Ughughugh.

Slacking will only do bad things to me.

I need to go to bed. Right. Now.

Talkin' back to the mirror.

I can't exactly say that I need a way to express my thoughts — I have way too many. I have at least five blogs. It's a lot, and some of them go for long, long, long stretches without any update. I dunno, I guess I like having so many different facets of myself. No blog will ever see the entirety of my mind, but if you piece them together, you start to get some semblance of a whole.

Anyway.

Um, a little background... I'm seventeen. I go to COC (College of the Canyons), but I'm hoping to transfer to a school in Maine in a couple years. Hopefully, I'll be able to move down there around January.

I grew up in the desert. Frankly, it's pretty...blah. The colours, the people, everything. My heart belongs to the ocean. It always will.

I'm fascinated by the world around me. I'm obsessed with knowing things. It borders on weird. I'm also very interested in the human mind, how it works and all that. Oh, and history — I love history. And English. And biology. And pointless facts. And art.

Music makes my life better. But books are my life. To me, they're home.

My existence would be nothing without words, starry skies, or travel.

I knit, and I don't mind the strange looks I get when I bring my knitting with me. Just be glad they're bamboo needles.

I'm nothing if not peculiar.

My mom thinks I'm technologically challenged. I'm beginning to think she's right. At the very least, all things with wires hate me.

Whose Line is it Anyway? is my life. So is Audrey Hepburn. And the colour turquoise. And cloudy skies.

That's all you need to know, really.

Okay.