Sarah and the Adventure of Life

Well, it finally happened. This last weekend was the weekend of PROM !! It's so crazy because at the beginning of this year, Prom (and graduation) seemed so far away. But now it's over and done, and the next big event is speeding towards us. It's also a little surreal for me because I, having been a class officer all four years of high school, have been raising money for and planning this event ever since the beginning. And now that it's over, it's like, " What now? " Though planning prom was an amazing and cool experience, I wouldn't do it again. It's seriously hard work and very stressful for me. But you know what made it worth it? Seeing my Class have fun. Seeing all the prom pictures, smiling faces, happy friends, and satisfied faculty really made all those tough, grueling hours worth it. I had a blast. I went with a big group of friends (Erin, Kim, and Victoria) and my date (Luke). Now, I know this is really sad, but I never expected someon

Last night, the seniors had a special event called "Senior Walk." This ceremony is basically an awards assembly, but instead of us starting in the audience and being called up, we start by walking down the stage while are names are announced. I find this honorable because the school made sure to announce every senior that night, whether they received an award or not. The Senior Walk was full of emotions, but what I admired most was how interlocked we are as a class. We, the senior class of 2014, have stuck together. We, the senior class of 2014, have prayed together. We, the senior class of 2014, have succeeded together. We, the senior class of 2014, have hurt together. We, the senior class of 2014, have conquered together. For those of my readers who do not know, our school has been threatened by the state to be reconstituted. However, throughout the year, I've received a lot of mixed signals about the school. According to the state, we are so bad, so broke

We all know that friend who is too controlling and overbearing. Anytime you want to do something, they take out their planner and pen and must know every detail. They are worse than your parents. When are we going? How are we going? Okay, but who is driving? How many people can you fit in your car? How much is that going to cost? Have you asked your parents that, yet? Do your parents even know me? DO YOU EVEN KNOW ME? These people are everywhere; biting their nails, lashing out at the ones they love (or don't even know), or eating their stress away. Well, surprise surprise , I'm one of them. Me 3438385783% of the time. If you are like me, you find yourself easily stressed out, especially when dealing with other people. And this has just come to my attention pretty recently. My family is always talking about how controlling and stubborn my sister is, but I never knew I was controlling too!  The only reason I am blogging about....my problem....is because it has becom

I don't have a lot of energy to blog tonight, but I will put down a few paragraphs. At the end of my post, you can find the link to a video of my performance of "I See The Light" from the Disney Film, Tangled . (You can also read about my experience here .) Anyway, last night was the Tennis Banquet. After school, I, along with many other generous seniors, helped decorate the small space and transformed the simple room into a wonderful setting. At about 4:30, my friends and I all traveled to Kimberly's (BFF) house to get ready for the banquet. Now, normally, I take a little over two hours to get ready. Two hours?! Yes, two hours. Only because I am terrible at staying focused on one thing, so when I say, " get ready ," I really mean, " a little sprinkle of eyeliner and- OH LOOK HERE'S A POKEMON GAME I HAVEN'T PLAYED IN MONTHS ." Anyway, the banquet was set to start at 5:30, so we didn't have a lot of time, in my opinion, to get ready

For my readers who went to choir banquet this year, you know all about "Plan B." For those who didn't, in order to understand, you must know Plan A. Plan A, for me, is to go to University, complete my prerequisites, apply to Pharmacy school, get in, and become a millionaire. If Plan A fails me, then I have to have a Plan B. What is my Plan B? Comedy. Stand up comedy. *Fake Audience Laugh* Many say this is a hard career to get into but, hey, when you can't handle Pharmacy school, you gotta shoot for the stars.  So, at the choir banquet, I got to practice for Plan B. This doesn't make my parents particularly happy, but, hey, I'm an adult now, so I have to make my own decisions. I received a wonderful round of applause for my stand up bit, which filled my ego to the brim, so now I have the confidence to post this. I hope you enjoy my bit, and maybe even learn a little lesson from this occurrence.  This is the story....of.... The Substitute .  

I know, I know, I've already written about choir. But I haven't blogged about the...P.D.'s. The P.D.'s album cover, coming out this summer. (From left to right) Jazmine, Chris, Fernando, Austin, Brian, Phillip, and Selena the Latina.  The P.D.'s is a group within the Contemporary Choir. Now, everyone in Contemporary choir is special, but these dudes (and dudettes) are pretty sick. I love being in Contemporary Choir, but it is a real struggle because the only talent I really have is the ability to sing. These kids are so talented! They can sing, play instruments (piano, guitar, cello, drums, bass, eggshakers), interpretive dance...the list goes on and on.  Anyway, the whole reason I brought them up is because after the choir concert last night we had a little...after party.  And by after party, I mean going to Chipotle.  So, we all get in our separate cars because who cares about the environment anyway, and all drove out of the parking lot together. J

Tonight was my last choir concert...of course, not counting the times I will sing at Baccalaureate or Graduation, but this is the last official concert. This was the last time I stood in front of my peers, friends, family, beloved faculty of the past and present, and sang. This was the last time I stood among many good friends on the risers. This was the last time I had so much fun with my friends in Contemporary Choir. And, honestly, I am excited to leave high school and all, but precious moments like these will be, and always will be, the moments I will remember and miss the most. Being silly at the choir banquet. What made tonight so special for me, I think, was singing the song "I See The Light" from the Disney film, Tangled . As we all know, I am really seven years old (which I openly announced to my audience tonight), so, naturally, I wanted to sing this specific piece. I had already decided on singing this song, and I am so, so glad Chris enjoyed the selectio

For those of you who live in my area, you know that April showers really do not happen in April, but happen in May. Well, guess what month it is, and guess what is in full swing at this very moment? That's right - a thunderstorm! Waaaaah. So, since this is quite relevant, I thought I would share a secret with my small audience. I have self-diagnosed myself to have Astraphobia. I have a terrible fear of thunderstorms. You can ask my parents, I am worse than the majority of the dog population. Thunderstorms, for me, usually involves a night full of no sleep, tears, anxiety, and the Weather Channel.  I am not sure if I have always been this way. My grandmother and aunt love to tell me about how, apparently, when I was a kid, I would describe "Thunder and Lightning" as "Wonder and Whitening!"  But, in my opinion, it doesn't matter when this condition developed...what matters is how many funny stories have been produced from this irrational fear of

I hope I wasn't the only one who noticed the too-cute Google Doodle for today! Go Moms! Sponsored by Google. So, as many of you guys know, today was Mothers' Day. I hope you all showed your appreciation for your mother, especially those of us who are blessed to have her in our lives.  I love my Mom so much, and I hope she knows it! Every Mother's Day I remember about all the wonderful acts she has done for the better good. And I remember all those nights we laid in bed together telling each other how much we loved each other, "I love you more than all the water on earth." "I love you more than all the stars in the sky." "I love you more than all the stars in the UNIVERSE!"  This year I surprised her with a nice vase of Carnations and Baby Breaths, and a really sweet, touching card. It even made me cry... "I love you as my mom - the wonderful woman who has done more for me than any other person in the world. I

For those of you who didn't know, this past week was Teacher Appreciation Week. Just in case you didn't believe me, I found this picture on the internet, therefore it's true. Ha! I know most of us have that teacher we hate, but I know all of us have had a teacher that has really been a wonderful and inspiring person to us, whether it be a teacher from first grade or our second semester of senior year.  So, I know this is a late request, especially since this week has already passed, but I am wanting you guys to write a thank you note, email, crop circle, whatever to your favorite teacher (or teachers!). I am blessed and have had many great teachers in my life, which is why I think I enjoy learning so much. Even if you write them a nice "thank you" after Teacher Appreciation week, I guarantee it will put a smile on their face.  Anyway, I thought, with the holiday any all, I would share a cute story with one of my favorite teachers. So, imagine first g

I awoke knowing it was going to rain. (I'm not a prophet, I just have a nice weather app) It was dark - the sun was no where in sight. The clouds swirled with the howling wind and I knew, I knew today was going to be....a great day. Determination! So, today, students in the U.S. and Canada took the AP Literature and Composition exam. I was one of them. I was feeling pretty confident because English is one of my best subjects. I love to read great literature and write great blogs (LOL), so this course has been pretty easy for me.  So, I dressed to my mood, and looked pretty cute today. I also packed a really nice lunch and snacks. Maybe I should wake up this confident everyday..... I arrived to school pretty early of our teacher, Mr. Langsather, bringing breakfast. And by "breakfast," I thought of a box of donuts and some coffee. However, Langsather has a habit of surprising us, and brought instead donuts, strawberries, bananas, pineapple, orange juice, bagels

Anyone who knows me knows I have some obsessions in my life. Okay, a lot of obsessions. One obsession in particular is....my absolute adoration of guinea pigs. Look, little baskets of love! How do these obsessions of ours start? We all have at least one, whether it be kitties, rabbits, technology, RuneScape, MineCraft, Harry Potter.... Where do these intense bursts of emotions come from? Usually, there is a story. So, without any further ado...here is my story....about getting my first guinea pig.  Whenever we are young, we always beg Mom and Dad for some sort of pet. As a child who isn't in control of much, having possession over some sort of living creature gives us that sense of responsibility and control that we desire. I remember asking for a cat, and my parent's response to that was getting me a FurReal Cat.  I'll be your friend... Which was, by far, the coolest Christmas gift ever. I really enjoyed my FurReal friend, especially since we couldn