20,000 roads I went down, down, down. And they all lead me straight back home to you.
I'm getting sick. I can feel it. Today I sat on the couch from 10 a.m. until 5 p.m.
I went through the motions of coughing, rashing, sleeping, sitting, lying, eating, etc. Now I just got up, put on real clothing and washed my face and I feel worse than ever. I'm also going to drink a cup of coffee which may be more of a punishment than a remedy but dammit, i'm so tired I can barely think. Plus, I need to finish reading about venerial diseases and the life of a 17th century prostitute named Roxana.
I've been listening to this Gram Parson's song and it's making me cry a little everytime. Actually, it only makes me cry when it says one certain line.
I wish I had something to update with. I feel like people are upset with me. Quite truthfully, i'm upset with myself. I know i've been neglecting people, school work, priorities.
I kinda want to get a new job. I love the people at SB's but it's so inconvenient to get there now. I mean, it's not so bad since it's only twice a week but i doubt i'll want to commute there every single day once summer begins. Plus, I might not even live here past June so who knows....My life feels very back and forth right now. Everytime I start to sway one way, I get scared and lean towards another. But everyone who knows me (or doesn't) knows i'm the most indecisive person in the world. I can't ever make a neat little decision; i need to think and think and contemplate and whine whine whine. Oh well.
It's a Saturday night. I always feel strange when I don't do things on Saturdays.
Lately i've been missing the people who don't live here. I think i've finally learned how to miss people. For the longest time, I wouldn't even notice the absence of people. I've barely seen my family since I moved and i've barely even noticed that I haven't seen them. Although, today Alison came over and I realized how much I do miss her. I don't know, in a silly "older sister" way I feel kinda responsible and like I need to have an involvment in her life. But she's smart and level headed. More so than I ever was and probably more than I will be. Half the time it feels like she's older than me anyways.
In good news, after Wednesday, March 9th at 7:20 p.m., i'll have this fucking group project shit out of my life for good. And damn, will it ever feel great. I think i'm just going to leave and proceed to get so drunk that I throw up in my throat. Then i'll act out my part drunk. Then i'll pass out and get up for my 7 a.m. shift. Oh my, it will be good.
Oh k, that's just about all of the things worth (or not worth) mentioning in the action filled life of ms. sarah sowerby.
Call me. Or at least make me a pie of pizza or something.
P.S. Kathy is the sweetest friend ever. She brought Erin and I (double stuffed!) Oreo's, a pink plant and wine. I like that girl.
I'm getting sick. I can feel it. Today I sat on the couch from 10 a.m. until 5 p.m.
I went through the motions of coughing, rashing, sleeping, sitting, lying, eating, etc. Now I just got up, put on real clothing and washed my face and I feel worse than ever. I'm also going to drink a cup of coffee which may be more of a punishment than a remedy but dammit, i'm so tired I can barely think. Plus, I need to finish reading about venerial diseases and the life of a 17th century prostitute named Roxana.
I've been listening to this Gram Parson's song and it's making me cry a little everytime. Actually, it only makes me cry when it says one certain line.
I wish I had something to update with. I feel like people are upset with me. Quite truthfully, i'm upset with myself. I know i've been neglecting people, school work, priorities.
I kinda want to get a new job. I love the people at SB's but it's so inconvenient to get there now. I mean, it's not so bad since it's only twice a week but i doubt i'll want to commute there every single day once summer begins. Plus, I might not even live here past June so who knows....My life feels very back and forth right now. Everytime I start to sway one way, I get scared and lean towards another. But everyone who knows me (or doesn't) knows i'm the most indecisive person in the world. I can't ever make a neat little decision; i need to think and think and contemplate and whine whine whine. Oh well.
It's a Saturday night. I always feel strange when I don't do things on Saturdays.
Lately i've been missing the people who don't live here. I think i've finally learned how to miss people. For the longest time, I wouldn't even notice the absence of people. I've barely seen my family since I moved and i've barely even noticed that I haven't seen them. Although, today Alison came over and I realized how much I do miss her. I don't know, in a silly "older sister" way I feel kinda responsible and like I need to have an involvment in her life. But she's smart and level headed. More so than I ever was and probably more than I will be. Half the time it feels like she's older than me anyways.
In good news, after Wednesday, March 9th at 7:20 p.m., i'll have this fucking group project shit out of my life for good. And damn, will it ever feel great. I think i'm just going to leave and proceed to get so drunk that I throw up in my throat. Then i'll act out my part drunk. Then i'll pass out and get up for my 7 a.m. shift. Oh my, it will be good.
Oh k, that's just about all of the things worth (or not worth) mentioning in the action filled life of ms. sarah sowerby.
Call me. Or at least make me a pie of pizza or something.
P.S. Kathy is the sweetest friend ever. She brought Erin and I (double stuffed!) Oreo's, a pink plant and wine. I like that girl.
5 Comments:
At 8:26 PM,
Anonymous said…
hey sar
i never like to consider myself so important as to be included in generalizations in someones blog...but just in case insignificant little me is in your thoughts, then dont worry, i am not upset with you.
but i do miss you and i hope we hang out soon.
~N
At 5:46 AM,
Anonymous said…
1) to ranna,
some advice:
the least harrowing rule seems to be to assume you are in all generalizations which please (ex, i love my girls, ranna is beautiful)unless stated otherwise (ex i love all my girls except ranna)and to assume you aren't in all the bad ones, unless again, stated otherwise. maybe that's just arrogance or wishful thinking but that's how i see it.
2)i am not sure if i am in said generalization, "those that are angry," as i am not near enough and haven't been in contact enough/at all to express any such anger. i hope i am in said generalization, "people who are away that i miss," (assume i do)thus would like to express my spot on each. i'm not mad (if my not having been in touch says this. i found your comment about not knowing how to miss people interesting, sarah, because i think to some extent, i've been that way, too. i learned in freshman year bwhen i went to Gordon. But generally, i have recognized in you as I have myself, and I guess I have in some of the others too, that there is a bit of out of sight out of mind, life continues to operate in our immediate vicinities and that is where we invest ourselves. but, with that said, that isn't to say i'm not planning to come sailing back into yous alls immediate vicinities so i'd like to keep up a little. i do love you all and miss you all. so, to end this rambling, sarah you should give me a call when your sick in bed or hungover after your drinking binge or something. that goes for all of yas. um. yeah. hope all is well in home city,
love,
jillian
At 6:44 PM,
Anonymous said…
thanks jill.
i realise that was a stupid comment...but you guys know what i mean! anyway, i hope no one goes crazy this month becuase it is the month in which that tends to happen...just think: summer is at the end of it all.
~n
At 8:52 AM,
Saraiu01 said…
Sometimes I write and don't mean half of the things i say.
De-code carefully.
At 9:12 AM,
Anonymous said…
sometimes i write when i'm drunk and don't remember half the things that i say.
j.
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