Statements by Sara: September 2009

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Piano Man: Part II

So you know what WOULD happen the week after I post about about how much I dislike the Piano Man.. that would be the sole source of entertainment at our honors reception. Like really. This guy rewrote the lyrics and, however clever they may have been, I was definitely hating it. I was actually laughing. But trust me, it was hate.

I hope they read this because I left my blog site on the comment card. :D

Top four reasons why I am cool

These aren't really the top four reasons why I am cool. It's basically just four reasons why I dislike people. Which makes me cool.

1) Why do music teachers love playing tests? I don't understand... like you really need to make the kids slave away and stress out over a GarageBand recording. Oh wait, MY BAD, Microsoft Word. ESPECIALLY WHEN MY MICROPHONE IS BROKEN. They must not have anything better to do. I would suggest that during their free time, they could maybe look up some cooler music instead of grading unnecessary playing tests. No one cares.

2) I pwn at scholars' bowl. Balsa > PFTK's.

3) People having PDA at school is simply annoying. Like really. Your facial area does not need to be plastered against someone of the opposite gender's neck. (Or of the same gender - whatever floats your boat.)

4) When I'm a parent, I will be amazing. That is all I'm going to say since my mom Internet stalks me.

Good day.

-Sara

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Untitled, because so is my life

Have any of you ever heard the song "The Piano Man" by Billy Joel? Here is a link to a YouTube video with it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=se9rfWucgeY. I want you to watch it and grovel in mutual hate for it with me. It's really dumb.

I hate the feeling when you're tired and your eyelids are heavy. I also hate being hungry, but I hate being completely full. Getting up at a time between 5 and 6 am for the 6th day in a row is ridiculous. I want a nose ring. And I love Hermione.

Das ist das leben! Nimm's wie du willst.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A poem

Diphthong

Resistance

Apartheid

Me gustan tus pantalones!

Abercrombie and Fitch

Ya get what I'm saying?

no such thing - john mayer

"Welcome to the real world", she said to me condescendingly. "Take a seat; take your life. Plot it out in black and white." Well, I never lived the dreams of the prom kings and the drama queens. I'd like to think the best of me is still hiding up my sleeve. They love to tell you, "Stay inside the lines." But something's better on the other side. I wanna run through the halls of my high school. I wanna scream at the top of my lungs. I just found out there's no such thing as the real world, just a lie you've got to rise above. So the good boys and girls take the so called right track, faded white hats grabbing credits and maybe transfers. They read all the books but they can't find the answers. And all of our parents, they're getting older; I wonder if they've wished for anything better, while in their memories tiny tragedies love to tell you, "Stay inside the lines." But something's better on the other side. I wanna run through the halls of my high school. I wanna scream at the top of my lungs. I just found out there's no such thing as the real world, just a lie you've got to rise above. I am invincible. I am invincible. I am invincible as long as I'm alive. I wanna run through the halls of my high school. I wanna scream at the top of my lungs. I just found out there's no such thing as the real world, just a lie you've got to rise above. I just can't wait til my 10-year reunion. I'm gonna bust down the double doors, and when I stand on these tables before you, you will know what all this time was for.