ever thine
ever mine
ever ours"
-Beethoven's third letter to his Immortal Beloved
- mood:
contemplative
Heath Ledger died this morning.
from a drug related overdose.
He was only 28 years old.
wow.
- mood:
sad
Directed By: Russell McGee
When: Friday Dec 07, 2007
at 8:00 PM
Where: The Depot
210 N. Marion St.
Martinsville, IN 46151
United States
Description:
The play version of Frank Capra's film "It's a Wonderful Life"
COME SEE RYAN AND MYSELF PLAY THE TWO LEADS!!! =]
- mood:
creative
OR anyone want to start a book club? I would love that.
i love you lots & i hope it is spectacular!
i wish i was there with you right now...
lovelovelove.
senior year of college.
god, i hate school.
okay, wish me luck. =]
- mood:
crazy
I am 21 finally!!
Soooooooo, i'm gonna go shower and get my new license.
Real update later. =]
& that is FINAL.
yep... sick....AGAIN.
my throat is swollen
with white dots
& i can barely breathe.
so after directing class tomorrow
if i still feel pretty crappy
i'm going to promptcare.
& then maybe home to chill with my parents afterward.
blech. school still blows.
seriously, i hate it.
okay, can't breathe
i'm going to try to sleep.
=[
- mood:
uncomfortable
well, football does anyway!!!
it was a great game... we dominated!!
well my kitten is sitting in front of me as i type, kissing me...
so i guess that means she's ready for bed.
i need to escape.
blech.
LOVE to all.
<3
- mood:
cold
My mum works there, and we've been really close family friends with the owners since we moved to bloomington.
They even gave me my first ever job. =P haha. And now I'm working for them again...
The job should be awesome! And now I'm working on tuesdays thursdays, some fridays and some saturdays.
I cannot wait.
ALSO, I've got a new perspective on life. =]
I am done dealing with these guys that walk all over me.
I'm not going to let them use me, and treat me like shit.
Once they screw up, they're gone.
I can't handle it anymore.
I deserve to be respected & treated right.
and I am no longer going to accept anything less.
& if any of you see or hear me saying otherwise...
...stop me from letting it go any further.
I applied to the Disney College Program.
I feel like I need a change.
but, i'm scared.
I'm supposed to move in with Emily next year, too...
so I probably won't take the job at all!
I just have to try... plus, it'll be acting
a lot.
Other than that, I'm uber lonely and wanting a stable relationship.
what's new? haha.
Anywho, i love you all!
/kisses
- mood:
anxious
Immaturity is the act of compromising yourself in an unhealthy relationship.
This isn't rocket science and for damn sure isn't a new revelation.
Such a simple concept yet how many people do we know constantly repeat the cycle of, "man, why do my friends only go for crazy motherfucking girls?"
This leads to a few conclusions; either A, our friends are not as intelligent as we would like to think, or B, our friends are just as emotionally fucked as the people they are dating.
(because who you date is a direct reflection of who you are, what you find attractive, what you find acceptable, what you're willing to put up with and what you're willing to be subjected to)
Maybe its you that I'm talking about. Maybe you are the moron who continually makes excuses for your boy/girlfriend. Maybe its you that perpetuates this cycle that continues to let shitheads go unchallenged. Maybe its you that secretly knows that this person isn't worth your love yet you continually chase after that one night he kissed you goodnight under streetlights so hard it made you float back into your room to write a livejournal post about, "how amazing and perfect he is."
But he'll never kiss you like that again, and despite all attempts of re-living that night, he will perpetually disappoint. Because that night, despite all good judgment, you idealized. You see these people as the end all be all of love, when in reality, we are simply smelly and flawed boy and girls. We refuse to see faults and flaws when most of us are smart enough to know that no one comes wrapped in a little yellow bow and that none of us shit strawberry ice cream.
So why do we continually fall for the same shitty boy and the shitty girl rouse?
Well, that butterfly feeling in your stomach is your worst enemy. That is the feeling love makes when its storming the castle wall of common sense. That's what it feels like when someones smile has gotten the best of you and conned you into thinking that he/she is everything you've ever wanted. And that's where we go wrong, because that's when we believe that someone can 'complete' us.
True love is when we complete ourselves, anything less is giving in, trading down and selling out.
True love is when we are mature enough to say, "No. No thank you," to someone who, despite how they glow under the moonlight, forgets to call the next day.
(Ps. No one ever really 'forgets', its just a sign that they don't care as much as you would like to think they do).
To say, "No, fuck you," to the cute little rebel boy who continues to string you along and break your heart.
True love is knowing who, not only genuinely deserves, but is willing and excited to treat our love in a manner in which it deserves.
True love is not giving time to shitty boys and shitty girls because we know we are better than that.
True love is knowing the difference between someone completing us and someone 'complimenting' us.
True love is someone who will not eclipse our glow, only enhance it.
I freakin hate it.
I'm so done with these games.
i've got enough on my plate...
i just want to leave it all.
maybe if i ran away it would disappear...
-maybe i should.
sarah= stressed and fucking tired of it all.
the end.
ps: please dear GOD do not leave me "oh woe is sarah" messages. I don't want any of that shit.
i just needed to vent.
- mood:
crappy
uhm.. i'm sort of "an item" with someone. i probably scared him off, tho.
Reminder to self: guys bite and don't get attached.
It's been SO long since i connected with a guy and actually liked them and thought it could go somewhere better than just friends, yknow?
Alex thinks it's because I haven't asserted myself as someone who likes him.
I dunno, tho... I think we're past that point.
Time I've been patient for so long
How can I pretend to be so strong?
Looking at you baby
Feeling it too baby
If I’m asking you to hold me tight
then it’s gonna be all right
It’s gonna be Love
It’s gonna be great
It’s gonna be more then I can take
It’s gonna be free
It’s gonna be real
It’s gonna change everything I feel
It’s gonna be sad
It’s gonna be true
It’s gonna be me baby
It’s gonna be you baby
It’s gonna be...Its gonna be Love
Time am I restless or a fool?
How can you pretend to be so cruel?
Maybe it’s me baby
Maybe it's true baby
Maybe it's everything were dreaming of
We waited long enough
- mood:
discontent
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