Stuff For Pet Fruit

Consumerism in America has grown considerably in only a few short decades. Television, gossip and materialism now go hand in hand, at times masking out important issues in today's society such as war, politics and global concerns.

On average, an American child sees an estimated 500 hundred commercials on television per day. Using what advertizers call "the nag factor" the amount of money children 12 and under have spent influencing family purchases has grown from 5 billion to 500 billion dollars since the 1960's.


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Feeling shaky.

I can see them laugh at me and I hear them say, "Hey you've got to hide your love away!"

Waiting for Tabitha... Waiting...

I`m here in the MA. Everyone's gone... I`m going to Jet. :D Won't it be fun. I`m so very excited. Hip-hip-hooray! I feel all tingly again. Last day for Pet Fruit tomorra. I like it like that. tomorra Well.. I guess I`ll keep random typing till Tab gets here. Oh Pet Fruit you will never leave me, you won't leave, cause I know you neeed me... you're the coolest best friend around, la la la la la laaaa... mexico Friday 6 am. I`m happy I get to hang out with Tabitha before then. Ohh.. -esplode-

Ahh... disappointment.

I`m talking to Robert... A former date intrest/coincidentally the only other person at Jeff with an ipod. It's rather boring, he's rather... dull, but I suppose it's not his fault. I never thought him dull before... blah. I`m very much trying to be entertained... but I`m not being entertained. Can`t we ever get personal with anyone? Hmm... I think, we should have some sort of going-away thing for Chris and Zach... or something, cause I`m already tired of not seeing Say Si kids I can be personal with. Well... besides Sarah, o'course. And my oh so best friend Matt. o_o I`ve been listening to King Crimson and The Beatles... and Evenstar cause I`m excrutiatingly stupid. Last night I lay all night in my room
face down on the bed with Evenstar on repeat. Jeez, I`m nutzo.

"Listen, do you want to know a secret, do you promise not to tell? Woah... closer. Let me whisper in your ear, say the words you long to hear... I`m in love with you. Wooo-hooo oooh...."

"I`ve been here and I`ve been there and I`ve been inbetween... I talk to the wind, my words... My words are all carried away.
I talk to the wind, the wind does not hear, the wind cannot hear."

"Here I stand..."

o_o There is a strong chance that I may get to go to see Jet tomorra. n_n

-_-

Lonliness and hope are the end of me.

(Me, dead)
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I still have that sort of, flitty feeling in my stomach like a thousand butterflies are caged up somewhere inside my body... and everytime I speak everything sounds so jumpy... as if whatever I'm talking about is a horribly big deal... and it has to be said right away. And I keep thinking, maybe it does have to be said right away... because you never know what sweet thing will happen next. There has to be room for it... even if no one's around.. or someone isn`t around. There just has to be room somehow. There's still that hope just hanging there... even though it's almost 6:00 and nothing makes sense now... none of this probably makes any sense to you... but I just know something's there... but even so, I might be getting ready for a big let-down. i doesn`t particularly matter. I`ll simply be happy for the world. Heh. I was impressed... and it's funny. Pablo asked me what impresses me... if anyone ever had impressed me... and I responded I`d never been impressed, because I hadn't. Then just a few hours later it absolutely hit me hard. Just these, theories... and feelings that were so wonderful and inspiring... Oh I don`t know! I was impressed and jeez louise I`m happy! I don't feel taken advantage of any longer... and I`m just... saying what I feel. That someone actually cares about the things I do... and they don't just care about them because I do... that were were caring about them jointedly... but not aware... and I should have said this Saturday... and I should pick up the phone and give someone a ring, and... I should do so many things that I`m afraid to do but, this dream is just too surreal to smudge out.

You've Got To Hide Your Love Away

Suddenly I don`t feel like revealing anything. Except yesterday was SOOO fun. :D Oh man, I`m very very happy. And sad too in my mind of minds. But, I`m happy none the less. Yesterday this girl Suzanne put weird notions in my head that Pablo once told me he suspected... and I guess they were right. :D But, yeah... ha ha ha. Everything was so fun and tiring. I played in the waves all day, ball games mostly. Chris invented this game where he'd throw the ball way out... and we'd chase it. And this girl Suzanne followed us around. It wasn`t part of the game... it was just what she did. Later she even moved to sit closer to me on the bus. I dunno, yesterday was nice. n_n

What's going on...

I`m a go to hell. Hee-hee. :D Anyway... today was fun. We made up this backstreet boy sound-alike song for the Pet Fruit Movie. Jeez it was hilarious. But.. we may not get to use it because of copy-right and all that. Maybe it can still be on the DVD, if we don't use it for the Time Warner contest. Ha ha. Well, my mother wants me to start modeling. Not that I wouldn't like the money but it's modeling. o_o And on T.V. Ha ha. My gosh I love italics.

I have found the home of the little people!

Yes yes, they reside in what is called... a hurdy-gurdy. It's this instrument from 12th century Europe.

My Soundtrack.

Opening credits:	Dare You To Move- Switch Foot
Waking up:	It's the Sun- Polyphonic Spree
Average day:	Yellow- Coldplay
First date:	There Is A Light That Never Goes Out- The Smiths
Falling in love:	All That Is Beautiful- Sleeping At Last
Love scene:	Clark Gable- The Postal Service
Fight scene:	(Personal conflict) Pictures of You- The Cure
Breaking up:	Nothing Better-The Postal Service
Getting back together:	Strings That Tie To You- Jon Brion
Secret love:	Mine For Life- The Sounds
Life's okay:	Asleep- The Smiths
Mental breakdown:	Talk Show Host- Radiohead
Driving:	Come Dancing- The Kinks
Learning a lesson:	Only Hope- Switchfoot
Deep thought:	Fake Plastic Trees-Radiohead
Flashback:	Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime-Beck
Partying:	Somebody Told Me- The Killers
Happy dance:	Come On Eileen- Save Ferris
Regreting:	Trouble- Coldplay
Long night alone:	Nothing Compares To You- Sinead O'Connor
Death scene:	At Your Funeral- Saves the Day
Closing credits:	Too Late- No Doubt

Your Life: The Soundtrack brought to you by BZOINK!

Bah, no one cares.

Basics
Name::	Sara Lauren
Birthdate::	1/13/89
Age::	15
Birthplace::	San Antonio
Eldest, Middle, Youngest, Only Kid?:	Eldest.
Family::	Mom, Dad, 2 sisters.
Pets::	5 birds, 3 chickens, 2 cats, 1 dog.
Life
Do you go to school::	Yep.
What is your highest level achieved?:	Between: 10th and 11th...
Religion::	Catholic.
Do you have friends?:	Yes.
Do you like to be lonely?:	Who really does?
Appearences
What color are your eyes?:	Brown.
Do you like it?:	No..
What color eyes do you want?:	Violet.. or blue.
What color is your hair?:	Black.
Do you like it?:	It's okay.
What color do you want?:	Red?
Do you dye your hair?:	No.
If yes, how regularly?:	...
Do you wear glasses?:	And contacts, yes.
Do you have a trademark?:	It varies.
How tall are you?:	5'1"
What's your heritage/nationality?:	Hispanic american..
Do you have the same hairstyle everyday?:	No.
Do you think you look exciting?:	Maybe a bit different, exciting, most likely not.
Are you self concious?:	Sometimes.
Do you obsess over your looks?:	Not obsess, no.
Do you even care about your appearences?:	I do yes.
How long do you spend in the bathroom?:	Um... just for my unmanagable hair, a take a whle in the shower.
About life... again
Punk/Goth/Ghetto/Prep/Jock/Nerd/Other (list)? stereotype?:	Um... good question. I don't think I`ve been steriotyped to somthing exact but I have been called emo.
Do you pick your nose? In secret?:	Everyday. :P
Do you like yourself? Life?:	Honestly, yes. When I`m in the depths of dispair, no.
Are you liked by people?:	Generally.
Do you want to become famous?:	I think I'd like it.
Do you want to make a difference in this big world?:	Oh yes... you know me.
Why?:	Because I don't just want to stand around watching people destroy stuff.
Fun Stuff
Which celebrities do you worship in secret?:	Oh uh... -think- none.
Blues/Rock/Jazz/Classical/Pop/Urban/Country?:	Alternative.
Are you one of those people who diss fans of a music genre you don't like?:	Definately not.
Which pop princess shits you?:	...Pardon?
Can you sing?:	Not well.
Can you act?:	Like a fool.
Who is your fave actor?:	Oh... Kate Winslet?
Fave movie?:	Eternal Sunshine... etc.
Backstreet Boys or Nsync?:	Neither.
Good Charlotte or Blink 182?:	Blink.
Christina Aguilera or Britney Spears?:	Leave um.
Slayer or Black Sabbath?:	?
The Beatles or The Monkees?:	The Beatles.
ABBA or the A Teens?:	A Teens. o_o
Guilty pleasure?:	Cherry Air Heads... writing.
The Simpsons or Family Guy?:	Neither... >_>
MTV... yeah or neah?:	Nah.
Friends
Do you have a group of friends?:	A few..
How many?:	Oh.. a few.
To an onlooker, what would your group be viewed as?:	The geeks.
Who are you closest to?:	Mi Sarah.
Who is your best friend?:	Good question... I consider lots of people that.
Are any of them bad influences?:	-Cough- Des! -COUGH- Oh.. no.
Who are you in your group? The leader? The leader's bitch? The follower?:	Um... how should I know?
Are you dirty minded?:	No.
Do you have any sexual feelings towards friends?:	Nope.
Generally, how are you viewed in your group?:	The quiet little one... with the crazy ideas.
Do your friends know you?:	KNOW me... yes. KNOW KNOW me... of course. KNOW KNOW KNOW me... no one really does.
Relationships:
Are you single or taken?:	Single.
If single:
Do you want to stay single?:	If nothing better presents itself.
Why are you single?:	WHY?! Because no one will have me.
Do you date around?:	No.
When was the last time you have a bf/gf?:	Awhile ago.
If taken:
Boyfriend/Girlfriend?:	THIS
How long have you been together?:	PART
How serious are you?:	SHOULD
How many exes have you had?:	BE
How exes has your partner had?:	REMOVABLE
Are you physically attracted to your bf/gf?:	OR
Why?:	SHOULD
When was the first kiss?:	JUST
First date?:	COMPLETELY
Do you love him/her?:	DIE
Does their family adore or hate you?:	ALL
How far have you gone with your bf/gf?:	TOGETHER..
Does your family hate or adore him/her?:	BLEH!
What do you think of his/her mother?:	-_-
How did you meet?... have I asked this already?:	This just wasted my time.
Straight/Bisexual/Homosexual?:	Straight.
Life... yet again.
Are you bored?:	Yah, after all those questions that didn`t apply to me.
Can you play any instruments? Which ones?:	Cello.
Math or English?:	English.
The Arts or Sciences?:	The Arts AND Sciences.
Technical or Creative?:	Creative.
Are you poetic?:	Are YOU poetic?
How many babies do you want?:	2...
Do you spend most of your time on the net?:	Not really.
What do you think of your country's leader?:	He's smelly.
Do you love me?:	NO!
Why?:	You re-bored-ed me!
What kind of meat do you like to eat?:	I don't eat meat.
What's your favourite food?:	Mashed taters.
Drink?:	Jones Crushed Melon Soda.
I'm bored now. Wanna stop?:	Grr...
Because I am.

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Love Never Fails- Sleeping At Last

Underneath the braided sky
You were there to hold me
When I cried.

These sketches of heaven
Light our eyes with grace.

That night, where water carried reflections
Of October skies.

Although my words failed,
You knew what I was trying to say.
And though my hands weak by sorrow,
Still would never let go of this memory.
Where the trees bowed from the wind,
You whispered "I promise, I promise you".
You held my hands tight.
Comfort remains.







Christian Rock Lyrics

I feel like I`m drifting apart from everyone... like my personal beiefs and opinions... are driving people away.

Everyone is ded.

It's only 12 AM and NO ONE is online. I find this rather suspicious. I mean... did everyone on my buddy list meet up for a midnite rendezvous and not invite me? I`m pretty sure that`s the case. u_u So anyway, Friday and Saturday were good. I hung out with Desi and Max and Jess at First Friday, then Fiesta Texas all day Saturday. Both days were filled with hilarious antics and weird ploys to get me or at least one of us, "hooked up." I was emabarassed several times on these occasions but it was great fun. Also, Friday I got to see Autumn, Thom and especially O'Bryan which, I was so happy about. Pablo and the Jive guy also gave me a nice compliaments Friday. That nite was just awesome. I didn't get to show Sarah my new threads though... but I`m sure she'll get to see them now every day of her life. In other news that you dont care about, I`m in debt $14.00... so the immediate future holds no plans of new shoes for me, much to my discontent, but hopefully tomorrow I get to go to.... THE LIBRARY! I plan to pick up The Catcher in the Rye (Which I`ve been dying to read!), 1984, some cool new random CDs, and something I haven`t read by Ayn Rand, (Well maybe I could go for Anthem again. It was so inticing.) Hmmm well, about a half hour ago it was the Fourth of July and I spent it with my adorable family... and I`m happy to say my grandma is included when I say family! We went to the flea market, an outdoor one... which I was not happy about... and then they went to Old Navy without me. Where I`ve been waiting to go since forever. So sad. But, life goes on. "And we'll all float on alright, Already we'll all float on. Now don't worry we'll all float on!" Gotta love your Modest Mouse. -Sigh- I`m very alone so, it's bed for me.

Text Messages

This is where I am going to type out crazy little messages that insane people send me. Some are situations... well, you'll just see.

11 PM THURSDAY:

Sara: Des, let's hit first friday! It`ll be cool and hopping and... all that great stuff. I can give you a ride and whatnot. Ask Jess too!
Des: K
Sara: Wow! Thanks for the thorough message. :D

12 PM FRIDAY:

Sara: Des, are you guys gonna make it?
Des: Yes time
Sara: Well... 6 to like 10... need a ride?
Des: Yes

1 PM:

Sara: Max... does Des not like texting?
Max: Why?
Sara: She's just being very vague... and I send her novels.
Max: Oh! She told me that she gets charged a min. for every 4 words.
Sara: Even reading them?
Max: Yah.
Sara: >D

2 PM:
Sara: So Des, my buddy my pal! I here that you get charged like... 1 minute per character on your phone! That is just... absolutley horrible! Gosh... it's an arm and a leg, no?
Des: stop
Sara: Why would I stop anything? I love you so... and I`ll see you at first friday! You know, this text message, is really not needed... so I guess... I`ll text you again in 5 minutes!

2 mintues later: Ring ring ring!

Sara: Hullo?
Des: You better stop texting me, Sara or I`ll kick your ass!
Sara: Muahahaha! Oh man...okay. I guess.
Des: I`m beating you up later.

CLICK.