Church

So my grandparents and my cousins are on a vacation which means that I had to go to church alone.

Now, I know you're probably thinking, "Why doesn't she have her parents going to church too?". And trust me, I don't blame you for thinking that. My Dad is an atheist and my mom......I don't know about my mom but whatever.....

So I was totally alone at church. No cousins, no brothers, no grandparents, nothing. It felt weird since half the congregation usually is my relatives.

And I know the church members wonder where my parents are. I can see their questioning faces every time my brothers and I walk in the building. Except they don't dare ask anyone about it. Espeically near my brothers and I.

And the frustrating part about it is, I have to have my parents there if I wan to become a member. Which is sad. I have been attending that church for almost eight years, and I can't become a member because my parents aren't there.

They're not even going to see me get baptized. (When I do)

But I guess as long as I go to church...everything will be o.k. For now anyways...

Willingly Going To Church Without Parents,
Sarah D.

Life Long Dream

So judging the fact that my friends didn't answer when I asked them. I'm guessing my friends don't really have their lives planned out.

Does it make me paranoid or strange that I planned out my life because I've had my future planned since 5th grade.

I'm gonna go to college that offers a great journalism major,move to New York, start a career as a major journalist for a famous NY newspaper, raise a family, and visit San Diego again every now and then.Maybe even play my saxophone at jazz clubs every now and then

I hope it works that way too or else I'd be crushed. Even though I have fallback plans journalism is my main goal.

I'm gonna keep going towards that goal too. But I have time. I am, after all, still a kid at heart.

I have time.

Reaching Towards My Goal,
Sarah D.

My little Musical

I think the past week I've been transformed into a musical watching maniac.

Songs from Phantom of the Opera and Sweeney Todd are now jammed in places in my head I didn't even know existed.

Stupid friends of mine.........

"Masquerade! Paper faces on Parade. Hide your face so the world will never find you......."

I never thought I'd get such a song stuck in my head and yet, here I am listening to it on my pathetic thing I call an i-pod.

"Nothings gonna harm you, not while I'm around. Nothings gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around. Demons will charm you with a smile for a while but in time...nothings gonna harm you, not while I'm around."

Congratulations on all those actors that are now possessing my mind and having me sing showtunes.

But atleast they aren't bad musicals like Cats or Rent. Although they are both very...very-er-tragic...and sad, slightly emo, and depressing beyond the color blue.

*Starts humming "Music of the Night"*

If I keep this up I may end up wearing a mask in random public places.

Or maybe burn my brothers in an oven......hmmmmmmm.

On second thought, I should be thanking my friends for introducing me to such tragic musicals.

Or maybe I shouldn't because pretty soon I'll start memorizing the songs and wanting to sing and let me tell you, I am NOT the best singer ever.....tehe.

Still Humming Along to These Original Songs (I made a rhyme didn't I?),
Sarah D.

End

I just ended a friendship that I'v had since kindergarten with this guy yesterday.

That smirky, stupid, hormone-filled, middle shcool, waste, his parents call a guy.

It's over.

Luckily he wasn't in the family.

THIS is why summer sucks.

And from now on I'll ignore his every existence and the name "Josh" will always ring in my ear for only a few moments and then will shatter in pieces once it hits my brain.

Stupid middle school changing everybody. He never was this way.

Flux sux,
Sarah D

P.S. If you don't know what 'flux' means, look it up.

My Doorless Hinge

My Dad broke my door.

He got mad at me, slammed my door, and it fell off it's hinges. I didn't say anything bad either. All I did was simply ask him a question in a frustrated voice and he slammed my door like an angry teenager and let it fall.

Some father's ground thier daughters.
Some father's slightly hit them.
Some father's yell.
I get stuck with one that breaks my door.

Doorless As Ever,
Sarah D.

Summer

So it's the day after the last day of school and I am so relieved that I no longer have to worry about anything school related for another...5 days.

Yes, I have summer school. But not because I suck at school or anything...but because I'm in the blasted academy which is just another fancy word for "More School".

I hate it.

But I'm going to treasure these few days I have of summer I have because, after all, what else is there to do but pretend like I'm enjoying San Diego's hot wrath of summer.

No vacations for me...not even any planned visits to the beach. The only thing I have planned for this summer is a going away/birthday party for one of my friends who I may never see again. And who in the world wants to look forward to that?

And yes, this person is in my "family". It's only been a few months and already we are loosing a member of the family.

I hate summer. I always have. I really do like school...or the most part of it anyways. I guess I'd just miss my "family" too much.

Speaking about the "family", the school year just ended and already we have drama going on. It's only been what?, like 14 hours and already I found out two drastic things that is going to start the new school year with crap along with everything thing else school brings us.

My family is the only family I know that could figure out how to start unnecessary drama without any trouble at all.

Lucky lucky me...

Hating summer already,

Sarah D.

Hard To Believe

It's hard for me to believe that tomorrow is the last day of school and that I'm going to be another grade up soon. I hate growing up yet at the same time love it. Does that make sense?

It seems just like yesterday I was in 5th grade thinking that I had all the time in the world and now.....well now I'm just not so sure about that.

I mean, you have to admit, there probably was a time in your life when you were probably thinking something along the lines of "7th grade? It's gonna be a loooooooooooong time before I get there.I have time." And yet, here we are.

I'm just glad that I'm not the only one growing up and I have my family (My friends that I call my family not my real family) growing up right next to me.

Hehe...what I'm REALLY looking forward to is when all my guy friends start going through puberty. I can not wait to make fun of them when thier throats start cracking. It's gonna be funny.XD

Well, I got to go do nothing now.

Growing up against my will,

Sarah D.

The Family

So this isn't exactly the best way (or nicest way) to start out a blog but this is what happened today so I'm gonna stick with it.

So when a certain someone decided to do a certain bad deed (You know who you are) the subject matter of our family came up. And no, I'm not talking about the people at home that concieved us and raised us and crap...I'm talking about the group of friends we all have back at school. I don't know when we all decided upon this but I guess we all consider ourselves "Family".

So just like all family's we are anything but perfect and actually is probably THE STRANGEST group of friends you can find at the school I go to.

Most people would say we are nothing but emo,gothic,perverted freaks and if we add up all the things we have ever done...then yah, it's true.

Even today, one of the guys in our "Family" did some wierd things with a corndog...(Don't ask) Not really the coolest thing to watch while trying to eat....

But all in all we are basicly as good as a family. I mean we may be emo/gothic/SLIGHTLY perverted freaks...but when people ask us about it, all we have to say is that it runs in the family.

Loving both of my families,
Sarah D.