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Name: Lady Sarah
Country: Australia
Metro: Sydney
Birthday: 8/4/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: publicly speaking, preaching a wee bit too enthusiastically, listening to people, being listened to, laughing (a lot a lot), Disney Channel (oh those Canadian actors...) water, hopefully not dying without water, bustin' some chops with my kickass ninja skills
Expertise: knitting, getting really angry in a short expanse of time, embarrassing myself, being philosophically interested in vegetables, pretending to workout, being dryly sardonic, being a kid, wearing capes with mucho estilo, sewing, prancing with major skill, making pies, napping, being eccentric, making people uncomfortable with my perverted humor, and snorting (not cocaine).
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Medical
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  CherryTomato84
Member Since:
11/25/2003
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| I've been reading old entries on this thing, and I've come to one conclusion. I'm about eighty times happier now than I ever was before in high school. I think I used this thing as a crutch to carry me through some of my darker days. Sometimes writing was really cathartic and helped me think. Sometimes it was just a cry for attention, attention I didn't necessarily need. But I think staying away from this thing...learning how to live instead of barely living...kept me afloat. Better than afloat, actually. Legitimately happy. Less zombie-like.
It's a good feeling. I recommend it.
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| Jesus I haven't touched this thing in forever.
Not much has changed. Except I think I'm progressively deteriorating, motor-function-wise. And I'm going to State's. And things are kind of weird.
But that's okay.
I'll take what I can get.
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| This is December. This is insanity.
Shit.
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| The holiday season never meant much to me when I was a kid. I didn't celebrate Christmas or Hannukah, so gift-giving for my family was pretty much obsolete. Asking for gifts around this time of year was even more obsolete, as my parents didn't see a point in buying things for a holiday we don't even celebrate.
Things are definitely different now. As years went on, people I loved and cared about got sicker and sicker, and time started to run out.
This time is important, guys. Whether or not you're willing to acknowledge it, this time of year is the most integral part of life, and of living. This world we live in---it's not always forgiving. In fact, it rarely ever is. This is the ONE time when the entire world can finally take a break from the madness of corporate America and the bustling of day-to-day life to just...exhale.
Things changed around here when my mother got sick, and they changed even more when my grandmother died and when my grandfather had a stroke. They changed when my brother left, and when everyone moved on with their lives. This change, this cycling, it's all inevitable. But when this circle finally turns around again, hold on tightly, for as long as you can.
My family sees a bit more significance with the holidays, and we're starting to learn how to value this time as best we can. We've even started buying gifts for each other, which I know for some people might not be a huge deal, but it certainly is in this household.
I'm thankful. I really am. I'm thankful for my mom starting to get better, I'm thankful for my brother's success, I'm thankful for my dad just being there. I'm even thankful for my younger brother's satanic tendencies, because at least I'm never bored. I'm thankful for being able to learn from mistakes, I'm thankful for being human. I'm thankful for this, this messy, chaotic, non-stop life of mine, because, quite frankly, it's mine.
Happy Thanksgiving, guys.
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| I never screw up. I never ever ever ever screw up consciously, never ever ever. I have no backbone, we've been through this.
Don't lie. Don't lie don't lie don't lie.
By the Miracle of God Almighty, I have a second chance. I will NOT screw this up.
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