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[sarchan]

I don't know why, I just hate putting subjects on my entries...they just annoy me. Like everything else in the world. Yep. As you can see I updated my color scheme *again*! It was...too red. And red sometimes can be a not-so-good color. No one is really online to talk to at the moment. That's probably why I find myself writing in here. I should really take a shower. But I'm not in the mood. You see, you have to be in the mood to do something, and I'm just not in the mood. Well, I guess everyday for the next 3 months is going to be this way...same schedule...wake up at about 10ish in the morning, go on the computer, record my mom's soap opera, etc. Kinda boring if you ask me. It would be *great* to go to a friend's house, or to invite someone over here, it really would. But, apparently, there is *no* friends I have. I only have 2. One is on house arrest for bringing a gun to school (long story dun wanna talk about it), and one is away for the summer in Oregon. Damn, phone's ringing. They hung up. How dare they make me waste all my time getting up to get the phone. That's dumb. Now, I'm listening to Crazy Town, Butterfly. *glances around the room* it's dark in here. And almost kinda cold. I don't mind though. I can sit thru anything. Good thing it's not hot in here like it is outside. Outside the weather is just awful, so bad it makes you want to go swimming. But, I don't swim, I mean, I *can* but I just don't like to. *puts feet on the desk, and feet move to beat of the song* ^^;; I like this song. If my mom was here she would be saying, "Sarah, have you ever heard of a thing called, the "outdoors"? "Nope, sorry, mom, never heard of it. Never even been outside..." well that's kinda a lie, because I do go outside when I want to. But the last time I did go outside was to take out the trash for my mom about...3 days ago? who knows. Thank god I'm using winamp so I won't have to change the song >.< I hate it. I'm just soooo lazy. The song is Destiny's Child, Survivor. That song can kinda get on your nerves, but it's ok. *hums along* Hm..there's a stapler on the shelf next to a giant pile of cd's next to me. Interesting. And, for my reference, there's a dictionary, writer's companion, and a thesaurus. I use those sometimes. And then there's that pic of my older sis when she was my age. She's wearing an artist cap?! Yeah..it looks really odd, but I guess that was cool to wear back in her days. lol. Now she's all grown up and only thinks of herself. I almost feel sorry for her. She's finally entered the world of adult-hood, which means she has to pay bills, work, etc. How boring...well, it would be cool to work, but that's besides the point. Well, my sister isn't that much of an adult, she *always* comes over to my mom's apartment for dinner, every night, cuz she's so freaking broke, spending all her damn cash on designer clothing from the mall. And all she talks about is herself and her *boring* work life. It kinda bugs, after awhile, hearing the same stories about all the different guys. When I answered the phone this morning, this spanish lady asked if someone was home, I couldn't understand the name she was saying, then the lady starting talking gibberish and I got confused. But, it's not as bad as when this grandma/OLD lady called and thought I was her grand daughter, and I got stuck talking to her 'cause she's so damn old that she couldn't tell it was someone else. And she said, "Honey you seem a little distant, everything okay?" I had to lie, and I'm a really bad liar, and I said, everything is fine! And then I said the dog was getting into the house, cuz he was supposed to be outside (I don't even own a dog, but the old lady assumes I did) and then I hung up. It was probably one of the oddest situations I've ever been in. Another thing. Wouldn't the dumbest job EVER, be a phone soliciter? (spelling?) They have to call like thousands of ppl every day, selling some lame ass product that will never sell....how awful. That's why I avoid answering the phone at times, cuz you never know what kind of person is on at the other end. ugh. This place is a wreck. There's stuff all over the ground. It's not my mess, so why should I clean it? I mean, *really*, what kind of mess could *I* make??? I never get off this chair, let alone go into my room except to sleep. And yet my mom still says it's all my mess. Uh huh. right. Ya know, I used to be such a different person a few years ago. I was much more...happy, and perky. Now, sarcasm rules my life. I don't mind sarcasm. It's kinda fun. ^.^ Have you noticed in most songs, all guys sing about is girls, and all girls sing about is guys?? That's kinda dumb. Why can't they sing about anything else? Everything is always about romance. You think you'd get sick of it one day. I wish I had a lap top that had a cable modem built inside it, so I could just like bring this wherever I go and write in here. That would be really cool. Hm..now I'm listening to Like A Virgin by Madonnna again..this song reminds me of Moulin Rouge...lol. What's with me and liking old 80's songs I will never know. I'm bored..can't think of anything to write about. But that does not mean that I'm gonna stop writing this entry! ^.~ Absolutely not. Whoops. My feet just knocked down a bunch of papers onto the ground. My mom will scold me when she finds all this crap on the ground. And make me pick it up, too. lol. now I'm listening to ghetto superstar. that song always used to make me and ashley laugh all the time. it was funny. Now I'm playing with the phone cord with my toes. It's quite entertaining. Ok, not really, but it hels pass the time. I want my own room again. I'm so sick and tired of sharing a room with my little sister. I want my own space. Yeah, but since when have I actually gone in my room?? Oh well. When I get my computer in my room at my dad's, I'll be in my room much more often, hehe. I wanna go to Borders or something. And have an italian soda. that would be really cool. I wish I had someone to talk to. But no one wants to talk to me right now. There goes another lie. Someone just invited me into a chatroom, but I declined it because I wanna spend time with myself and write in this journal. Over the summer, I don't even take care of myself. I forget about eating *alot* and just kinda sit on the computer. Yeah. I'm actually kinda tired if I think about it. Of course, since I'm listening to my dance playlist, going to sleep would be literally impossible. I'm wearing my sister's PE shorts from last year, and some green tank top with a butterfly on it that my sister just *had* to have, she saw it in a store in an alley in Seattle..well it wasn't necessarily an alley, but it was kinda there. But it's a cute looking shirt, and that's all that matters. ^_^ OK OK. I'll stop writing! Geez...