things that have made me happy today:

Dad's getting a colonoscopy and the Crowley house conversation has consisted primarily of turbo lax jokes.

laying on the floor soaking up the sun in the solarium, watching twister on the mini dvd player, and cuddling with addy

sleeping past noon

the way mike kissed my forehead while we were walking addy by provo river this afternoon

mike and mines conversation while on our walk

getting lost in the first few chapters of The Time Travelers Wife. Borders is the best place to waste time.

good friends that post that i made them happy today on my facebook wall.

having a good sister such as jenna.

she made this pretty roll and i wanted to take a picture while she rather artistically drizzled honey over the top.

these pictures i took in the solarium:

uping exposure is fun.

another thing that makes me happy is justin, thanks for being a photographing comrade.

and blog comments make me happy. anybody says something about your blog and it's just like this :) inside. somebody liked what i had to say, and somebody actually took the time to read it. what it reminds me of is the classic Tom Hanks Meg Ryan movie, You've got Mail. I quote- "I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you."

oh the joy of opening a package or letter. knowing somebody thought of you.

and the "like" button on facebook makes me happy. it's so frank. i like whoever thought of that.

What are some of the things that happen to you that would make you rich if you got a nickle every time they happened?

my bff/sister becky put up a post about having nickels and how she could get rich if she could get one every time a particular occurance happens. and then she prompted anyone else to do the same (see above)

first things that popped into head

-everytime my mom tells what i ought to be doing

-everytime i say "snow snow go away"

but in order to supplement my income even more

and i really hope this doesn't make me sound self centered

cause i want this to sound just right

but i realized if i got a nickel everytime

somebody tells me they love me

and i say i love them, i might be rich

but as it is now, i'm much better than rich.
:)

i want to remember adventures i've had of late
first-
lya sophia santa maria, will hill, and i attacked cola with pudding bombs right when she got off work.
once cola started fighting back
lya hid in her van.
will hid behind the van
and i got covered in pudding.
pistachio + chocolate to be exact :)

second-
i'm walking out to my car during lunch and i see balloons in the back window
i'm confused
i walk a little faster.
geo bob is filled up with balloons
and
a brown paper package tied up with strings is sitting on my dashboard :)
it's a tripod!
and my mr. chamberlain is hiding in the back seat under the balloons.
:) :) :)

third-
risa and i sat in barnes and noble forever reading.
we had a delicious dessert at the cafe
we talked much
watched a good movie later
and overall had a splended time together.
we did yoga during the movie
so the majority of it we were upside down
and we switched movies three times before we settled

fourth-
with my new fancy pancy tripod i had a photoshoot! of myself hahaha.
and my feather eye lashes finally found good use
(pictures coming)

i'm in photo right now
blogging in photo i know, how naughty.
but i was checking out all my sisters blogs and turns out the girl next to me was doing just the same haha.
yesss.
we're both supposed to be writing papers.

change

is coming.

and here is what i think.

you can live your life in fear or in happiness and love.

and fearing change is living in fear.

and living in fear is pointless.

i don't want fear to be any sort of motivation for me at all.

i'm ready to be a self motivated person.

and i'm ready to be out of high school and choose what i get to do everyday.

i won't be scared.

and about college?

why do people keep pressuring me to go immediately?

somebody told me yesterday that i shouldn't go until i want to go.

i met a person who has a 4.0 at uvu right now and loves learning.

they took a few years after high school before they went.

this person is motivated cause they chose to be there.

i want to be like that.

:)

and let's see on a less thoughtful note

yesterday was a good day.

i went power tumbling and mr. chamberlain and i went on our most expensive "date" ever.

traffic school bahaha. $40 tickets.

we decided we shall not speed.

annd today being sunday i just got home from stake conference.

i learned good things and enjoyed myself.

here our some pictures i found on a walk the other day

jenna addy shelly her dog and i walked to bridal veil falls.

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!

-Dr. Seuss

i would very much like to not ever have to live through the last thirty six hours again.

i learned, yes.

but i am so glad it's over.

i don't want any more troubles troubling me.

every day is a learning adventure.

and here is a picture that was just waiting for me to find one evening when mr. chamberlain and i went down to walk on the frozen utah lake.

(i didn't edit it :D)

Addy Jenna and I went for a walk

starting far north ending far south

like really.

our house to provo town center mall.

it was a great expedition.

here were my favorite pictures from it:

(sadly my cameras battery ran out shortly before center street)

Addy Jenna and I went for a walk

starting far north ending far south

like really.

our house to provo town center mall.

it was a great expedition.

here were my favorite pictures from it:

(sadly my cameras battery ran out shortly before center street)

Dear world.
i like the way things work out.
i love the fact i'm sitting in between Adam Baird and Cola, with sam right behind me.
i love the fact that i'm listening to regina spektor and blogging during lunch.
i like how mike just texted me
and i love how i have graphite smeared all over my fingers.

i wrote this for english and i like it. so i'll share it with whomever reads this.

We are driving through a rural area in southern Utah, the radio buzzes in the background. I shut it off. We must have lost reception a few minutes back. My mom cracks the windows and the smell of cow manure wafts into the car. Stink. With my senses entangled with heat, dust, cow manure, and the bright sun shining down on the open fields spread out like a quilted patch blanket laid out around you, i get pulled back to a better time.
One by one each of us six kids hop down out of our beat up Chevy Astro Van. We all stretch and sigh, relieved to be finished with the four hour drive to Idaho. My feet pound on the dirt driveway making the now unsettled dirt puff up into the air. I'm at my Grandma and Grandpa's dairy farm located in the middle of no where, Idaho. By Morland i believe. I don't care where my haven is, my 10 year old self is anticipating my cousins that will be inside.
I take a moment to feel the world around me. Fields and fields as far as the eye can see. The dark mountain clear in the distance. It's about the size of my hand if i close one eye and have the right angle. It ominously sits, i'm so scared of it since my older cousin told me it's a volcano. The two willow tree's swaying in the every haunting Idaho wind and the gooseberry bushes lining my grandma's yard. There's a big old tree over by fence that has been overly abused by children. A rope swing hangs down softly swaying and our tree house still seems to be intact. I smile at the fact that it made it through another winter with minimal damage. The sun is beaming down in such bright rays it causes a glowy effect on everything. I can hear the cows mooing in the barn across the dirt road and how they stomp their hooves every so often. The sheep are baaing at us in the field closest to the house. I suck in the air around me, country freshness, dust, cow manure, and my grandma's fresh baked bread. Laughter spills through the walls of my grandparents modest brick home. The kittens scatter as i run up the steops and swing open the holey spring door. I'm home.

p.s.
everytime my brother comes for a visit he leaves the toilet seat up.

and i almost always fall in.

Once upon a time i met a girl named cola.

But at the time her name was nicole. (cola was a nickname that evolved sometime in the last year)

it was the beginning of sophomore year, in girls choir.

the first time we really talked was during a choir concert. (don't tell larson =])

i didn't really know her but she told me her deep dark secret and i told her mine.

so we practically knew each other.

by second semester i was off to where cola had just moved from.

[st. louie]

i came back and ran into her at a movie theater.

a little over a year later she came to a family reunion with me and on a road trip out to st. louis.

we be best friends. as Anne (with an E) would say.. We are kindred spirits.

cola turned eighteen on the eighth of february!

here are the details of her birthday that i shall not want to forget:

• waking up at five thirty
• sneaking in her bedroom window
• in a shaky unsure voice "who's there?... who is that???" the way she panicked and kicked and screamed. i'm sure she thought it was the end of her (i almost felt sorry for scaring her so bad.. but not really)
• when she figured out i wasn't a kidnapper and eli wasn't my accomplice
• cola- "oh! i thought you guys were kidnapping me!" eli- "well um... we are."
• handcuffs.
• Adam and Kala!! i love you two. the blueberry waffles, pomegranates, bananas, bacon, orange juice, muffins, and strawberry shakes were absolutely delightful.
• sunrise
• Elvis singing happy birthday
• the balloon i got her that said "It's a Girl!"
• the card i gave her about we'll be the kind of old ladies that eat watercress and have luncheons. but we're sure to still be checking out the waiters butt (ke he ;) )
• the way we both find the acapella birthday board to be publicly humiliating
• cafe rio lunch
• our conversation on true friends, optimism, and finding things we love. such as yellow shoes
• how i felt very cute in my yellow shoes, black tights, jean skirt with buttons, and my mustard yellow shirt. and the way my 80's bangs were tickling my eye lashes.
• seeing Dear John
• cola cried the entire time. i only cried about half the time.
• dancing, in the middle of the street outside the theater and singing rather loudly to "My Girl Guy" by the temptations
• trying to take pictures in the movie theater.. with the flash and lens cap on. everyone thought we were obnoxious (i agree)
• sharing my love of yoga with her. i took her with me for the very first time. we went to primary series and she did Amazing. i'm not sure how she felt about the chanting though.. :)
• sitting outside her house and taking pictures of the water dripping off the roof.
• how much i love my very best friend and how i know no matter how far away we are from each other. she'll still be my very best friend.

The best part about this picture is chelsea's face

I ♥ us

sometimes (but only sometimes) it's worth being awake for the sunrise.

that would be me feeling cute.

Yellow Shoes!!

that's when we were bein obnoxious.
in sarah's mouth- movie tickets

courting.

Due to recent happenings in my life i have had something on my mind that i'd like to get out there so here we go:

in the musical seven brides for seven brothers there is a song on going courtin.

it's about being charming and sweet and how to win over a girl,

it's about chivalry and romance and the things that make girls hearts flutter.

flowers and dimming lights and wearing dresses.

sneaking arms around shoulders and slyly holding hands.

i was raised on this stuff.

i was also raised on disney princesses and dreams of falling in love.

i love being a girl

i love doing my hair and feeling pretty in a new dress.

and as a girl i want respect.

society is loosing it's charm.

A story with a point:

on friday a boy asked for my number.

it was right as my eighth period graphic design class was ending.

i hardly knew him and i kinda choked.

i turned around without saying anything and tried to pretend he hadn't just asked that.

it's embarrassing how socially awkward i can be haha..

he persisted and i'm really bad at saying no. i wasn't interested but i gave it to him.

i'm not sure where my head was cause i shouldn't have.

but with my head obviously being elsewhere i gave him the wrong number.

i gave him my moms number.

.....sarah? haha.

i didn't even realize i had, i reallly thought i'd given him mine.

two seconds after the ordeal and the boy is walking away mike happens to walk into my class.

first thing he says-

"was that boy just hitting on you?"

me-"yeah"

mike-"did he ask for your number?"

me-"yeah"

mike-"did you give it to him?"

me- "yeah"

mike- rolls his eyes and laughs. and begins to make fun of me as i'm cursing myself.

later that night-

(before i realized i'd given him my mothers number)

mom- "uhh sarah? did you give some kid in your art class my number?"

ahhhahahaha.

opps.

but thank heavens.

i didn't text him back at all.

Saturday morning-

mom-"that kid texted again"

we look at the message together and it was rude and disrespectful.

it was sexual in a demeaning way.

i won't edit, it included being (really really sorry for the language) f***able and getting in bed.

whatever happened to going courtin and falling in love?

what makes you think you can be saying things like that to me without even starting with a friendly "hello. how are you?"

i also got a unknown call recently which resulted in some strange boy telling me he wanted me to "help him take care of himself"

it resulted in an ew and me hanging up on him.

really? what gave you the impression you could call me up and ask me that?

point of the story:

I am a girl. and as a girl i demand to be treated with respect.

i am not a sexual icon although the world uses us girls as one.

i am an individual with character, personality, thoughts and feelings.

i am me.

and i don't want to be treated that way.

and it really goes both ways.

we act as we're treated and get treated regarding the way we act.

girls shouldn't act as if they are useful for lustful pleasure alone and boys shouldn't be choosing girls for those reasons.

goal: i want to be a classy, modest girl.

can we please bring back that old "goin courtin" charm into society??

i don't like the way we seem to be skipping the romance to get to the straight up satisfaction.

cause when there's love behind actions, they mean so much more.

people are missing out.

stories i must write down so i don't forget the little details.

mike and i went snowboarding yesterday

i'd never been and it was eff you enn (hahaha fun spelled out if you didn't catch that)

mike was a great teacher and i didn't feel completely stupid even though i fell down more than one rightfully should.

when i'd come tumbling down the hill mike would make sure to do the same :)

baahaha.

so then we'd both be sitting there with bruised butts laughing.

it was just great.

we then went to days and got cheese and crackers.

i picked the crackers

he picked the cheese.

neither of us knew what we picked out would taste like but they magically tasted good together.

it was magical.

next story:

k maybe it's not a story but it's my thoughts, and really? what else is blogging for.

i have problems.

i do and i know i do.

but now i'm more motivated than ever to get over them.

i don't know what changed

i just know i have a life ahead of me that i'm excited for.

like really excited for.

and i want to get them out of the way.

i don't want my mind focused on (pardon me) shit anymore.

because i have potential and joy. of the everlasting kind.

another thought of sarah:

and i am so thankful for the friends i have.

i'm on the shy side, always have been.

but i hit the metaphorical jackpot in the friend department.

and i want to be open and friendly and make more friends.

cause friends are better than gold.

and i really regret certain things.

i've had many close friend who i let go and drifted away from, even ran away from.

i miss them so bad.

and i feel like i keep trying to fix it but it's one sided.

i don't know what to do.

blogging makes me feel like i'm talking to a big void, i don't know where the words go.

but.. any advice?

anyways i'm so happy i've managed to hang onto my few and amazing friends.

special thanks to-

cola! who is turning 18 tomorrow =D

eli- whom although i haven't seen much of him lately. is practically the superman of optimism and my role model.

lya- she makes me laugh. and she's dealt with me since like third grade. (i don't think anybody outside my family has toughed that out)

Goal: be better friends with Addy. the dog

Excuse: slobbery, hairy, stinky, energetic rough scallion.

Realization: my boyfriend may fit the above description as well.

if i can handle mike, i can handle the dog =)

they are both sweet understanding unconditionally loving and constant friends. (not that my boyfriend is a dog he just has the great characteristics of one, as any good friend does)

Solution: sneak Addy past papa bear (she's not aloud inside and it's miserably chilly outside) burn a candle so i can't smell her and cuddle with her while completing my graphic design sketches due tomorrow.

Result: Addy and i be comrads and i now smell like a dog.

I'm happy to have these two in my life

photoshop exploration

These two are for alicia :)

i think i probably got too carried away with some of these but the 2nd and 3rd one i haven't played with at all

i'm lovin this :)