Good You Got It

I made it through. It's over. Alleluia. Amen.

What a wonderful end of the semester. It has been a glorious Friday night. I would really like to write a lot right now... I always am inspired to write my heart out. Then I think, I'm so wonderfully happy... and I don't think I could accurately describe how I'm feeling. Christmas break is here. My friends are here. I'm soooo content. :)

Danger! Danger! High Voltage!

When we touch, when we move...

Stephanie,Sophia, Kelly and I went to a drag show tonight. It was delightful... Many of the girls were voluptuous beauties, several were smoldering temptresses and all of them were incredible. As Sophia aptly said about one of them, "She can hide her penis better than I could hide my vagina in that." All the proceeds went to Toys for Tots and the Nebraska AIDS project. It was pretty incredible.

I swam a mile today... are you impressed? You can be, if you want. It's okay. THAT'S 32 LAPS PUNK! If you aren't going to be impressed, I will be. Don't worry.

Dear Friend,

I think you are incredible. I think you are truly amazing. I think you are the ultimate in people. Why don't you think that, really?

Dear Friend,

If you believe in God, I'm going to pray for you... because two is always better than one. If you believe in something else, I'm going to pray for you... because I want you to get as close to that higher power as you can. I'm going to pray for your convictions. If you don't believe in anything, I'm going to pray for you... because if you're right, I'm only wasting my time... but if you're wrong, someone should be praying for you, and I want to... so badly.

Dear Friend,

I want to buy you a pink sweater so you can wear it on Thursdays, and I will call them Pink Panther Thursdays.

Dear Friend,

Will you call me and invite me to road trip to Wisconsin with you... or maybe Oregon?

Dear Friend,

Will you come stay with me and keep me company through the bad times, when all sanity comes crashing down? Please, be my rock and help me keep my head above water.

Dear Friend,

(And imagine my mom saying this about me while she is drunk and tears are coming down her cheeks) I will be the best friend you have ever had... if you just let me. Or, I'll just be that one friend, who's is okay to be around sometimes... I can be that too.

Dear Friend,

Will you hug me like the Imperial Empress Drag Queen? Please, please, please?

Much Love and Best Wishes,

Sarah C. Davis

Countdown To Freedom

Haven't slept since two nights ago... the nonsensical hum of my television is telling me that it's time to pass out on my green bed under my my feather cloud. Oh yeah, that sounds good. Goodnight.

I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song

'Cause you asked for it. 'Cause you need one.

People I actually know are getting engaged, people I knew before they were dating. Other people I know could totally and legitimately get engaged. It freaks me out, and it makes me crazy insane jealous.

I talked to a Rabbi today about a paper I'm writing about the differences between Judaism and Catholicism. He was so interesting and really presented some awesome points. He talked about how the basic Christian question is faith or works... he said in Judaism there is no question. It's works. He said, basically it doesn't matter what you believe as long as you do the right thing. While I think that viewpoint is definitely a valid argument, I don't necessarily agree. Yes, it's good that people do the "right" things even if they don't want to. But is it okay for someone to detest a certain race but never act on that hatred? Is it okay for a person to think murder is an alright thing to do as long as he or she never commits murder. I would say no.

Nonetheless, I can very much respect the viewpoints and arguments he set forth. I love that. I get why other people believe the things that they do, and I can respect those beliefs.

I want the people I know to live with a little conviction. I want them to yearn for things. I want them to believe in something so much it hurts. And if they don't.... I can respect them for not acting like they believe in something they don't. I love them. Everyone I know deserves so much love.

Give me reason, but don't give me choice.

Everything you NEED to know about me in one blog.

Green, Tiffany's Setting, Chipped Black Nail Polish, Messy, Hopelessly Devoted, Catholic, Poet, Independent, Procrastinator, Drums, Camp, Co-Dependent, Coffee.

I would choose Summer and Fall over Winter and Spring any day.
I think two is almost always better than one.
I want at least five kids... at least.
I am perfectly content with never being rich.
I have never and never will be able to tell a person if I like him... my fear of rejection trumps my confidence.
In my mind, I'm a bad ass.... in reality, I usually just fall on it.

Singing a Song, Allen Ginsberg, Sneakers, Sleepovers, Night Outdoors, Dogs, Movies, Forgiving, Optimist, Flawed, Jealous, Knit Scarves, Sing in the Shower.

I don't write about love, because I know nothing.
I love to go to church.
I make uninformed decisions that I refuse to regret.
I need you to tell me...
I don't even know who "you" are.
This is not a confusing post...

That is every single thing there is to know about me. Period.

1,2,3,4, Tell Me That You Love Me More

Life sucks when you know exactly what you want, when you know exactly what will make you happy, when you know what you're meant for. Life sucks when you don't know how to get there.

Life sucks when you know what you need to do, but you refuse to do it. Life sucks when know how you it should feel, but you don't feel it. Life sucks when you can't wear flip-flops, because you never learned how.

So why doesn't my life suck?

I'm delighted. I'm peaceful. I'm just taking it all in.

I'm incandescent.

Last Name: Dupri. First Name: The Boss.

Two weeks left. Two weeks left. Two weeks. left.

I fell like if I can make through the end of this semester, I will be able to make it through the rest of my life. So, yes, that's a little dramatic. But totally true. I just spent about $300 dollars to go to the Focus Conference in Dallas at the beginning of the year. So, that's very exciting... it's also very scary. I don't have that money to spend really. I also don't know what I'm getting myself into. But it's paid for. It's booked. I'm going. I think I will probably end up loving it. That's kind of what I do.

I have to go Christmas shopping sometime within the next two weeks... um... scary. I don't even know what to get my family, nor do I know if I can afford anything. Everything will work out.

Over Christmas break I have a lot of thinking to do. Maybe Dallas will help with that. Almost everything about this semester has got me a little messed up. Good messed up. Bad messed up... I'm just a little insane. But, hey, a little crazy keeps you sane... right?

I have almost 15 homework assignments to do before school gets out.

OKAY - Sidenote - HAHA - It's almost 3 in the morning and one of my residents was being loud down the hall. All I had to do was step outside my door and put my arms out angrily, and he said sorry. It was seriously all the way down the hall too. I couldn't even see who it was. Um... hilarious. (He also just came and apologized as I was writing this... adorable.)

Completely off topic - I was talking with some friends tonight... and I guess it would freak some people out to know that I have a lot of how I want my wedding to be planned out already. But I do... I think about stuff like that. I'm a freak.

Right, I'm so tired. I'm going to sleep. Peace out.

The Alligator is My Friend

He likes to wink and flirt. I'd rather have him as my friend, than wear him on my shirt.

So the weather? So dumb and glorious... which sucks cause that means it's going to change. I can deal with snow if it's cold... but if it's cold without snow... I will lose it. Also, school is almost over. I think I can maybe make it three more weeks... maybe. Do you ever feel like you're learning a lot about yourself... you just don't know what it is? That's my whole life. I'm ready for something crazy to happen again. I like the diversions from the mundane.

Everybody's Workin' for the Weekend

I love weekends.
I'm far to stupid for my own good.
I get cold at night.
I don't like being out of control.
I am so out of control.
I like pitch.
I'm a fan of people.
I miss things selfishly.
I am the root of all evil.
I am the source of all good.
I will fall to the rock bottom before I go any higher.
I like the idea of butterflies.
I am so afraid of butterflies.
I take people for granted.
I don't like to be ignored.
I want to hold your hand when everyone's looking, but only for a second.
I think I'll dye my hair blonde for my mom's Christmas present.
I'm done for tonight.
I'm so tired.