what i'm going to be saying in my sleep tonight.
“Hello and welcome to the Holocaust Museum and Memorial. This elevator will take you to the fourth floor of the exhibit. It is a self-guided exhibit, which means you are in charge of how long your stay is. Typically, it takes guests three hours to go through the entire exhibit. The railcar on the third floor is a marker that lets you know you’re at the halfway point. The fourth...
first day of training tomorrow.
Nervous nervous nervous. Excited excited excited. Hopeful hopeful hopeful.
oh, time. stop being so punctual.
Holy crap! It is not 2:30 AM! How do such things happen?! Why does it not feel late to me at all ever?! Asdgkslk;f! SEMI-COLON EFF! What was I doing from 1 to 2, in which I lost track of time? Reading http://failbook.com comments. Of course. 6_6
Sometimes in our hyper cynical world, we forget that it’s okay to get...– John Green (via lorabadwolf) (via loverwife) (via effyeahnerdfighters)
Kermit the Frog: I didn’t promise anybody anything. What do I know about Hollywood, anyway? Just a dream I got from sitting through too many double features.Kermit’s Conscience: So why did you leave the swamp in the first place?Kermit the Frog: ‘Cause some agent fella said I had talent. He probably says that to everybody.Kermit’s Conscience: On the other hand, if you...
gin-andtonic asked: Sara! Long time no talk... :)
I’ve applied for all sorts of jobs. I’ve applied in retail at toy stores and bookstores. I’ve applied for hostess jobs. I’ve applied for administrative assistant jobs. I’ve applied for (and briefly been) a tutor. I’ve applied in restaurants, offices, stores and empty buildings that would eventually be stores. But I am most thrilled to be a volunteer at...
They pretend they’re going to always be there for you. And then, one day,...– Mittens in Bolt
would get James Van Der Beek confused with Erik Von Detten.
fuckyeahgrahamchapman: kidsare-alright-: ...
What have I done? What have I done? Find a deep cave to hide in. In a million...– I’m feeling a case of the Halloweenies now.
There’s a small piece of earth between you and me. We can play fight or we can...– The Black Seeds, “One By One”
Replying to people on here is tricksy. Or maybe I’m just dumb. Here, have a picture of a tree:
self control. i has none.
Do I really need another blogsocialnetworkywebsitefeedtrackerthing ? Apparently, yes. Yes I do. That was not really an explanation or introduction. Sigh. Greetings, sports fans! I am Sara, a creature commonly referred to as Sar, though my sister insists on calling me S-Bomb. I am twenty-three years old. I currently don’t have a job, which is part of why I’m allowing...