The Sarah Project: 31

I love tea. Looseleaf tea, bagged tea, hot tea, cold tea. I <3 tea.

Life is CRAZY.

Tea is saving me.

School, family, friends, boyfriend, holidays, headaches, movies, music. These things dominate my life.

I must go.

Goodnight.

Love,
Sarah

The Sarah Project: Day 30 Depressed Doctor Sarah

It's been a hell of a week. Mostly fun, but exhausting. I made $330 at a bake sale for the Biology Undergraduate Society. The bake sale was super successful, but I was up half the week baking until very late in the night. I actually went to bed one night and left the last batch of cookies in the oven - its fair to say that I've never seen that much smoke in one place ever. Our smoke alarm doesn't work. Terrible way to find out. Luckily, no harm was done. I didn't burn the apartment down.

On this note, I haven't written this past week; I just haven't had time. It also turns out that I'm having another "down" week. Well, a very very down day today. I meant to get stuff done - but I'm just glad that I got out of bed and ate. I also watched like 8 hours of T.V. Oh Goodness. I think I'll tell you all more about the "down" part of me when I'm more ready.

In other news, my heart goes out to a dear friend who's mother past away last weekend. You know who you are, and you know that I am here for you. Always.

Also, I have decided that I want to be a pharmacist. I'm sure this time. So, the plan is to get my Bachelor's in Biology and Math, while finishing the pharmacy prerequisites, and applying Fall 2012 to the Doctorate program. This time it feels right. I'm happy but also a little daunted by the work load. However, by the time I am  26 years old, I will have my PhD in Pharmacy. Doctor Sarah. :-)  At least, hopefully. We'll see won't we?

This also means, that I'm probably going to stay in New Mexico through the next six years. I never thought I'd stay here so long. But I'm not only finding out who I am, but who I want to be. I don't want to run away anymore. Its not an option. And then there's Casey. Adorable, sweet, caring Casey. He isn't afraid of talking about the future. Like he puts it - "I'm not sure where this is going or what the future will bring, but I can see it working out. So talking about the future doesn't scare me or bother me." He is one of the greatest things to happen to me. If we break up, I'll just be happy that I know that there are decent men in the world. He has never misled me, he has never lied to me, and he has never promised me anything. He wants to know me. Not what he thinks I am, or what he wants me to be, but who and what I really am.  We've been together for more than six months now, and whatever I thought about love - my perceptions have changed 100%.  This relationship is different than anything I've experienced before. While I'm not making any future plans in the love department, I am making all my plans based on me, now, and what I want. And I have support.

Thank you.

Sincerely,
Sarah

The Sarah Project Day 29: Muh

I'm lonely in the friends way, eating chicken, a box of cookies, and drinking juice working on an assignment due at midnight.

Feeling Sad,
Sarah

The Sarah Project: Day 28 ~ Famous For Her Analogies~

Love is like oatmeal, when it's new, its so warm, inviting, yummy. Stir it up a bit or microwave it too long and you get lumps, then it dries up really fast. If you take care of it, and don't eat it all at once, it can be the best gift in the whole world. But if you abuse it you're stuck with dried up crusty oatmeal that sticks to you like cancer cells.

Love is also like jello. When you find it, it is so hard to hold on to. It escapes your fingers lickedysplit! Some people put it in a bowl, others eat it up so fast it was like it was never there. Some people share it out of large casserole dishes with everyone they meet. Others take so long setting the jello that when its done they can't eat it, or share it, it just sits in the fridge and rots into Hitler.

Love can also be like a bicycle - when everything is working smoothly it takes you places you need to go. However, when one thing is off, it dumps you in a place you don't recognize and you're lost until you figure out a way to walk, or crawl, yourself home.

Love can also be like a blog. Always there to talk to, never does a thing to hurt you that you didn't do yourself, connects you with people that you want to know, and is ALWAYS right at your fingertips.

Then again,
Love could just be love -
–noun
1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3. sexual passion or desire.
4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.
5. (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?
6. a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.
7. sexual intercourse; copulation.
8. affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one's neighbor.
9. strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: her love of books.
10. the object or thing so liked: The theater was her great love.
11. the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.
~Dictionary.com

Funny thing is ~ We get to decide.

Sincerely,
Sarah

The Sarah Project: Day 27

I've been dating my boyfriend, for six months officially as of yesterday.

I have two more tests this week, and the migraine that I had the last three days made me really grumpy. Honestly, school is tiring. The thing is - straight As pulled off before, so shouldn't I want to get them again? It will be profitable. However, I'm really burnt out and I have been for a long time. I want to work on something. A job, but only a satisfying one. Idk. Hopefully we will see about this need to feel like I'm contributing to a success of some sort. I'm no longer getting that from school. I just want a break.

Speaking of breaks, I've been thinking for awhile now that I need a vacation. I haven't decided where to yet, or whom with, or if its even plausible, but we will see. The tropics sound so nice.

I wish that I had something creative to say, or show, but I don't. I'm simply programming away. Got to love Matlab.

Will write soon,
Sincerely,
Sarah

Stress is an evil booger. Let's pick it!

The Sarah Project: Day 26 - 15 Things Not Very Many People Know About Me

15 Things Not Very Many People Know About Me

1. I am a published poet. (New Jersey Poet Society - Love Anthology)

2. My favorite novels are those by Sarah Dessen and Penelope Fitzgerald.

3. When I was in elementary school I performed an African dance at a Cultural Assembly. I was also in a talent show that performed for the whole school (2,000 kids). I sang and I danced.

4. In high school, I was in two plays - Shakespeare Goes to Gravel Gulch (a melodrama) and the famous play, Harvey, through Hope Evangelical Free Church.

5. I'm obsessed with goldstone; a synthetic stone made for jewelry.

6. I love the Beach Boys.

7. I have a very very extensive sticker collection. As well as a small, but awesome, ceramic/glass/stone egg collection. (Sadly, both are in storage.)

8. I've co-piloted a small 6-seat airplane from Seattle to San Juan Island in the Puget Sound.

9. I've driven a boat, been deep-sea fishing, and have set, baited, and retrieved crab traps.

10. I've snorkeled frequently in the tropics - I've seen lion fish, sea cucumber, coral reefs, a school of giant angelfish and various other sea creatures.

11. I've touched the twin tours in Kuala Limpur, Malaysia.

12. I treasure most two dried yellow flowers that I have carried around with me in a petri dish since I was twelve years old in Okinawa. They are from the first moment I accepted Jesus into my heart, the first moment I believed in God, and the first time I truly experienced hope.

13. I've ridden an elephant. (Twice)

14.  My first best friend was my puppy, Cleo, whom I got when I was three and she was two. She past away my freshman year of high school, at the age of 14. I loved her very much, and I was very very lonely without her. She was always there for me to cry to.... She saved my life.

15.  I'm actually a very picky eater. I'll compromise and eat whats available when necessary, but when eating on my own I don't eat (because I don't really like) eggs, cake, cheesecake, pork, fried rice, fast food french fries (there are exceptions to that one, but most french fries from chains I don't like), regular sandwiches of any kind, Chinese food (gross), and various other foods.

Sincerely,
Sarah

The Sarah Project: Day 25

I'm sitting in the main library on campus, waiting for a study room to open up. It has come to the night before another Organic Chemistry test, and I am as lost as a PC user on a Mac. Even typing the letter c is making me cringe. Carbon, oh Carbon, please just stay in slices of chocolate cake and leave me and my little life alone.

But, no. Instead I have chapters of work and reading and sifting and scrounging and I'm stretching to understand. Why am I taking this class? One - its required for a Biology major. Biology, a thing I love. Two - its required for Med School and Pharmacy School, two things I may end up doing. Third, well, I want to prove that I can do it. Really. I have a B, which I'm proud of, but this class is one of the only classes that has me believeing that I may just not be capable of an A in it. And that, my readers, is unbearable. So we will see. I will study. And I will not procrastinate next time. Spending an entire night in the library is not my favorite thing to do. I assure you.

Oh and, my boyfriend makes me so happy - I will tell you all about it later.

To the STUDYING!

Goodnight,
Sarah

The Sarah Project: Day 24 Halloween Party

Had a halloween party. It was fun. I didn't know a lot of people - a lot of my roommate's friends. It was still fun.

Now I have tests and school and cleaning.

Chao.

Sarah