Christmas Time is Here

I feel like Charlie Brown. It just doesn't feel like Christmas this year.

So it's Thanksgiving break & all of my friends are home from school & I LOVE IT. I've missed these guys so much, it's ridiculous. The only thing is that they all have these stories about how awesome their lives are & I don't have anything to add to conversation. I have nothing but work going on & it makes me depressed. I don't have adventures, I don't go to class hungover, I don't go on midnight road trips for the hell of it. I make sandwiches. 

I need to get it together.

I don't know how to handle my friends telling me that they miss me.

Party for One

I'm one hour away from my sixth day alone. At first I was super excited when my mom told me that she & Doug were going to be in Florida & that I would have the house to myself for a week. Then the days moved closer & closer to her departure date, I realized that I would really have the house to myself. Usually whenever they go out of town I just have friends over every night, but this time all of my friends were at school. I've spent my days at work making sandwiches & my nights wondering what I should do, which usually ends up being me sitting around watching television.

I've become one of those really sad people who just hang out with their mother all the time. & the only thing is, that's only when Doug is out of town. I'm alone basically 95% of my time (the other 5% is when I'm at work). I don't like it, but I don't know how to change it. It's hard to meet people when I'm not going to school. I have no reason to go out anywhere. I can't afford to go out anywhere anymore because I have to start paying back my student loans soon. I'm just stuck in this lonely rut & I don't know how to get out of it.

Sarah the Spider Squasher

I am highly afraid of spiders. This isn't a secret. 

When I see a spider, my heart usually stops beating & I look something like this:

So you can imagine how freaked out I was when I saw a spider in the shower the other day. Honest to God, I almost wet myself. It took all of my strength to get some toilet paper & kill that mother trucker. I then spent the rest of my shower looking over my shoulder to make sure a bigger/more terrifying spider hadn't climbed out of the shower head.

After my not so relaxing shower, I calmed down by watching some Arrested Development in my room. This seemed to work, until ANOTHER spider crawled across my bed. I was frozen in fear. I again had to muster up all my courage to get a tissue & squash that effing monster.

A few days went by & I thought that all the spiders had heard of the deaths of their loved ones & hightailed it out of here, but I was mistaken. Tonight as I was watching Project Runway, I saw something move on the living room floor. Thinking it was a piece of fuzz I ignored it. But then it moved again. I looked closer & it was a FREAKING HUGE SPIDER. I threw the remote at it, I threw the body butter at it, I tried smashing it under my cup of ginger ale & nothing worked. That sucker must have been wearing some kind of armor or something because I did everything short of grabbing a tissue & squeezing it between my fingers, which I almost did but when I looked back it was gone.

Honestly, I'm getting tired of all these freakin' spiders thinking that they're the shit & they can just walk around my house like they own the place. I mean, I know I don't personally own the place but I've been living here for 10 years. I have earned my right to walk around like this is my castle & no spider is going to take that away from me. So these spiders better watch their freaky little backs because I WILL black out & I WILL smash them like a sack of potatoes.

Escape 2011: An Awesome Weekend in 140 Characters or Less

This past weekend, I had the opportunity to once again join my friends at the BSU on their fall retreat Escape. I had been looking forward to this weekend for weeks, so I was so stoked that the day had finally come to hop on that bus & head out into God's great creation that is the middle of nowhere. I was so excited that I forgot to bring a very good friend of mine: my phone, Rafael. This realization began the roller coaster that is my range of emotion. At first I had a little panic attack (what if a disaster happened & no one could reach me??), which was followed by a little bit of relief (I could now enjoy the weekend without the distraction of my life back home), which was then followed by a sea of sadness, & then finally the acceptance that there was nothing I could do to change the fact that Rafael could have been left anywhere, from the front seat of Lindsay's car to her fridge. I didn't realize, though, how hard it was going to be for me to not tweet everytime something funny or life changing happened throughout the weekend. So, in an attempt to preserve what sanity I had left, I began to write down what I WOULD HAVE tweeted in my notetaking journal & I am now going to share said "tweets" with all of you.

*AHEM*

#1. I just want to put a Ronald Reagan mask on & hit him in the balls with a baseball bat. **(this one had nothing to do with Escape, it was just something I had said before we left.)

#2. I used to have an iron bladder, but now I can't drink anything without having to pee 5 minutes later.

#3. If you're going to request to have the lights turned off then don't talk once they are.

#4. Filled my water bottle with V8 Splash & now everything is yellow. I'm going to write a very angry letter to Mr. V8 about this.

#5. Left my phone at Lindsay's house, yet I still managed to pack my phone charger.

#6. I hate it when Lindsay tells embarrassing stories about me. It makes me want to punch a baby in the throat.

#7. Been getting a lot of compliments on my Toms. Those 2 hours it took to sew the fabric on were totes worth it.

#8. Just fell in a bush without realizing I was falling. I should really lay off the s'mores.

#9. WHY DIDN'T WE HAVE A POPSICLE EATING CONTEST??? THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN TOO AWESOME!!!

#10. It's so hard to believe that just a year ago I was a vegetarian. How did I survive without my daily serving of bacon??

Fin

So I'm watching Underworld:Evolution on the SyFy channel. I usually don't watch SyFy, mainly because I don't like the crap they show on there. But I decided to make a small exception since I like the Underworld series & I haven't seen Rise of the Lycans (which is on next). This decision has reminded me of why I HATE watching movies on television, especially movies that are rated R. It's hard for me to enjoy a cinematic adventure when it gets interrupted by commercial breaks every 5 minutes. I can't get into the story. Plus they edit it for television which makes the movie totally different than what it is if you were to watch it in the theaters. This whole experience is just highly upsetting. But I'm going to get back to it because it's almost over & I don't want to be lost when I start to watch Rise of the Lycans. Then all of this would be for naught.