Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Major Issues
So it's been a while since I've blogged, I know. I've been thinking about so many things to talk about, but right now, the most relevant topic is one that many high school seniors face: college. I despise talking about college or any of that kind of "future"-related issues. To me the WORST questions are "So, what college are you going to go to? What are you going to major in? Would you rather talk about college or rip your own skin off?" I don't even know what I'm going to eat for breakfast tomorrow morning or how I got that bruise on my left leg, let alone where I am going to go to college. Major? Now I have to choose a major that will determine what kind of job I will have and how much money I will make? The last thing on my mind is my major. I'm pretty sure that my sister majored in alcohol and how to properly get drunk. To be honest, I'm pretty sure that that is what most high school students predict college will be like. I wish there was a "I'm just here to have fun and stuff" major. I know that some of you may be questioning "But Sara...why even go to college then?!" Well, you curious Carl, the answer is that I want to learn more about film and life. I realize that I have wanted to major in film for the longest time, but after looking at all of the requirements and classes I need to take and programs I need to apply for, I just want to minor in sleep. I have a hard enough time taking care of my dogs, let alone applications to programs. In fact, five minutes ago I found my dog Bailey's entire head in a bag filled with treats. I was going to take a picture of it and post it on twitter like most people do, but instead I just watched the entire scene play out on its own.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
New Year's Eve
"You guys! School starts on Monday! I can't wait!" Said no one ever. But seriously, I don't want to go back to school. If I go back, then that means that finals are in like 3 weeks and I don't want to take finals. But instead of focusing on something as stupid as people who take their cats on walks, let's focus on New Year's Eve.
Normally, on New Years Eve, I don't go to parties or any of that. My best friend (again, for privacy purposes, her name will be Lily) and I went to a party that my brother's friend was throwing. It was a huge party and a rapper named The Game even made an appearance. I had only heard of The Game once before that night. He was a judge on America's Next Top Model for a music video shoot the models were doing. Anyways, a couple days before the party, I went on my TMZ app and one of the headlines read "The Game: 'I'm a Pot Smokin' Tax Fraud'". So obviously, I knew this guy must be a pretty fun guy to hang out with. I mean he has a "The" before his name... Throughout the party, I kept pondering what to call him if we ever talked. Do I say "Hey The Game" or "Yo Game". These thoughts took up about 20 minutes. He was going to perform around 11:30.
Lily and I were exhausted. I forgot to mention that I was really sick and she had a cold. We only came for the entertainment and the drama. Everyone our age at the party (it was also an adult party as well) naturally went off into their own cliques and circles and began talking. Let me just say that I was really impressed about how quickly everyone was able to separate off into their own groups so quickly. Lily and I were sitting by ourselves at a table and I turned to her and said "You know, if we were in a classroom right now, we'd be the anti-social ones sitting in the back eating their own hair" and she responded with "Yea, I know." So anyways, The Game finally arrived. At 11:32, he walked onstage and began performing. I was very confused for many reasons. 1. I had only heard of the guy once before and yet EVERYBODY new the lyrics to his songs (to be fair, basically the only words he raps are "drunk" and "bitches" so I learned the raps pretty quickly) 2. I was more just curious about this one- everywhere I looked, people were making out. I probably looked pretty weird just staring, but I was purely observing... from a few feet away. At one point, I was standing there with Lily as everyone was freaking out and rapping their little hearts out. I had managed to get literally sandwiched between a girl taking a video on her phone behind me and a guy in front of me, who was grinding on a girl. I felt it all. I felt her boobs squeeze up against my back (it was SO uncomfortable). I felt his butt and back constantly smack me along with the beat of the rap. And then he elbowed me in the head multiple times. Fun night. After my extremely uncomfortable experience of what I'd assume a fully-clothed orgy is like, I turned to Lily and watched her laugh hysterically at me. This random guy named Brandon turned to me and say hey. I said hey back. Remember, during this entire time, The Game rapping and dancing. Brandon grabbed me and literally went through the decades of dancing within 30 seconds. He first grabbed my hands and started to do the twist. That formed into him ballroom dancing with me and full on spinning me. Then from there, he turned me around and tried to get all up on me. I turned around and smiled and Lily and I walked away, again with her laughing hysterically like a damn hyena.
Normally, on New Years Eve, I don't go to parties or any of that. My best friend (again, for privacy purposes, her name will be Lily) and I went to a party that my brother's friend was throwing. It was a huge party and a rapper named The Game even made an appearance. I had only heard of The Game once before that night. He was a judge on America's Next Top Model for a music video shoot the models were doing. Anyways, a couple days before the party, I went on my TMZ app and one of the headlines read "The Game: 'I'm a Pot Smokin' Tax Fraud'". So obviously, I knew this guy must be a pretty fun guy to hang out with. I mean he has a "The" before his name... Throughout the party, I kept pondering what to call him if we ever talked. Do I say "Hey The Game" or "Yo Game". These thoughts took up about 20 minutes. He was going to perform around 11:30.
Lily and I were exhausted. I forgot to mention that I was really sick and she had a cold. We only came for the entertainment and the drama. Everyone our age at the party (it was also an adult party as well) naturally went off into their own cliques and circles and began talking. Let me just say that I was really impressed about how quickly everyone was able to separate off into their own groups so quickly. Lily and I were sitting by ourselves at a table and I turned to her and said "You know, if we were in a classroom right now, we'd be the anti-social ones sitting in the back eating their own hair" and she responded with "Yea, I know." So anyways, The Game finally arrived. At 11:32, he walked onstage and began performing. I was very confused for many reasons. 1. I had only heard of the guy once before and yet EVERYBODY new the lyrics to his songs (to be fair, basically the only words he raps are "drunk" and "bitches" so I learned the raps pretty quickly) 2. I was more just curious about this one- everywhere I looked, people were making out. I probably looked pretty weird just staring, but I was purely observing... from a few feet away. At one point, I was standing there with Lily as everyone was freaking out and rapping their little hearts out. I had managed to get literally sandwiched between a girl taking a video on her phone behind me and a guy in front of me, who was grinding on a girl. I felt it all. I felt her boobs squeeze up against my back (it was SO uncomfortable). I felt his butt and back constantly smack me along with the beat of the rap. And then he elbowed me in the head multiple times. Fun night. After my extremely uncomfortable experience of what I'd assume a fully-clothed orgy is like, I turned to Lily and watched her laugh hysterically at me. This random guy named Brandon turned to me and say hey. I said hey back. Remember, during this entire time, The Game rapping and dancing. Brandon grabbed me and literally went through the decades of dancing within 30 seconds. He first grabbed my hands and started to do the twist. That formed into him ballroom dancing with me and full on spinning me. Then from there, he turned me around and tried to get all up on me. I turned around and smiled and Lily and I walked away, again with her laughing hysterically like a damn hyena.
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