Hi, this is me, Sarah, updating her forgotten xanga.

alright, well i'm guessing you've all forgotten what i look like, so here's an update, i guess. oh, and my hair turned orange [yes. i tried to dye the stupid shit burgandy and it came out "Azn" orange. killll.]

haha, my asian friends. so long.

Cheescake factory, Old singing men, and Starbucks!

tonight was just what we needed: Extra credit for music history, plus a night of dressing up and being beautiful princesses until the clock stroke...ten. highlights:

+ Me having a tantrum because the boys wouldn't shut up[hahhh]

+ The boys GOSSIPING more than the girls [DOUBLE HAHHH]

+ Me lighting the table + Jillianne on FIRE at the factory of cheesecake

+ Kristina staring at me oddly while I sang every word of every song the old male choir was singing..and continuously calling Aryo's cell phone in the row behind us to piss him off [hehehe..he thinks it was Steven] + Jillianne getting her ass kicked by Steven.

+ Kristina getting hit on by a very manly woman.

+ Me going "bipolar crazy maniac" on Tyler. + Aryo nearly killing us cruising in his "cool" car.

 + Me reading off everyone on my dad's cell phone book[yeah i don't have my own unfortunatly], and all the names sounding like terrorist persians. Hamid, Alibaba, Rahim, Reza..etc.

+ Having Stephen, Aryo, Vanessa, Jillianne, and Kristina repeatedly ask my Dad to never let me drink coffee again because I went berzerko on them.

The poetry's seeped out of my skin. Little lingers now.

Hand in hand, we liberated one another; with our kisses and cries, we held out through and through. Well baby, the bridge can't hold, & the candle's burnt. Don't fret; you're lucky to have been on this ride with me to stop only a quarter of the way. Trust me;

You'll be left with empty promises -- I'm far to fickle.
Don't name me lover-- I'm far too selfish.

Hit the sack bucko; get off my ride.
I'm far too indifferent.

My mechanical apologies.
I'm far too sorry.

I broke up with Jeff.

Yeah so I was feeling sentimental.

So I started early.. Don't you just feel jealous, Jeff.

And look how popular I was [sense the sarcasm].

Shiva; the little sis.

My sister was a wiggaaaaa.

fdsafdsa she was a cuter baby than I.

And Oh yes..we were baywatch bound. beh heh heh.

Let me tell you a story about my freaky friends.

there's  girl named sarah who hated lipgloss because....

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It's funny, really. I'd post all the pictures here but there's over thirty and xanga is a bitch with loading pics.