I'm pretending to update...

I used to be decent about blogging...I'm not sure what happened.

Oh...I went back to school.

Monday, I was quite happy about being sad.   

Tuesday, I discussed real estate and came down with the sniffles.

Wednesday, I ran around like a chicken with my head tied to my leg (as always, having the largest amount of classes that day), ate cake and generally had a good night of fellowship.

Thursday, I nearly killed an air conditioner. (Fortunately, my housemate Chris is a swift and agile man and caught it by the cord as it plunged off the 3^rd story ledge.)

Friday, I met my housemate, Caroline walking home, accompanied her to the bank, where on the way we met our housemate, Brandie, driving home, and we all went to the bank like a happy family. Later, I purchased footless stockings for a $1.47.

In the news lately:

Classes have been going decently. I think I may be learning to draw, but I’m not exactly sure…sometimes I’m convinced that’s not actually possible to draw a straight line without the aid of a ruler. I have now ventilated a moustache and a pair of sideburns! (For those of you who don’t know, ventilating is knotting hair into nearly invisible lace one by one, which can take forever, so I’m pretty happy with myself.) I’m now starting on beards and fronting (which is taking out a manufactured hairline and ventilating in a natural looking one.) My housemates are amazing and weird and all sorts of things and living with them is always an adventure. Tonight (Saturday) we may plastic the windows in this old and freezing house.

The treacherous road ahead:

I’ve got a couple weeks until I go home for Thanksgiving weekend!! Which also means I only have a few weeks until finals (which are really projects in my neck of the woods). And then off nearly a month for Christmas break (insane.) OY.

Currently Listening Daughtry By Daughtry Used To see related

Great Music (Daughtry) to walk across a busy collegiate campus on a blustery fall day...

especially if you're feeling the angst in your life...

A choice pick to stride across the quad, your skirt moodily swishing over your knee boots, earphones firmly in your ears while the world moves around you like a perfect montage  (and people wonder why I like to work in film) :

"Used To"

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around.
You used to lean on me like
The only other choice was falling down.
You used to walk with me like
We had nowhere we needed to go,
Nice and slow, to no place in particular.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there's you, and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I used to reach for you when
I got lost along the way.
I used to listen.
You always had just the right thing to say.
I used to follow you.
Never really cared where we would go,
Fast or slow, to anywhere at all.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there's you, and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I look around me,
And I want you to be there
'Cause I miss the things that we shared.
Look around you.
It's empty, and you're sad
'Cause you miss the love that we had.

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around,
The only one around.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there's you, and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be? Yeah.
To how it used to be.
To how it used to be, yeah.
To how it used to be.
To how it used to be.

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Life is stressful in that I'm in the middle of doing a show...other than that- updates will have to wait.

Snatching at the Moments...

You know the drill: I should be in bed right now. 

I have to get up around sevenish for my nine o'clock class (that is if I want to be presentable, get a ride and trek across the UC campus to DAAP (the art building) in time.

But I LOVE my art class (just watch me say different after three hours of drawing and the possible humilation of having to show my self-protrait to the class, ugh.)  I like the professor's style, which is very no-nonsense and simple but also displays his passion for his subject. 

Did I mention how much I love my other classes, despite the ever-pressing realization of the sheer enormity of what I have yet to learn.  There are junior and senior undergrads who are more advanced than me.  Then again, I didn't go to undergrad at CCM. Everything we learn here is very old school, very old world, meticulous, step by step.  We make our own crepe hair, we make our own weft (which means squat to most of you) we learn to make three completely different types of wigs from scratch.  These are things which not only have I longed to learn, but I can take with me as very lucrative tools in the professional world, and bring back home.   It just kinda makes me giddy inside when I think about it.  The same goes for the "round table" type discussion class that we grads have to take.  A lot of the students think it's a waste of an hour and thirty minutes of their time, but so far, I figure if I'm paying some thirty thousand a year to be taught, I can do worse than sit and glean valuable knowledge from a group of people who've been doing this far longer than me. 

My housemates are a Godsend in the literal sense.  I'm sure we'll all want to kill each other eventually but I can honestly say I love living in this voluntary "community" (even though it seems such a Christian by word these days).  Thanks to them, I had the courage to go to a new church (I hate doing that in a new town), got plugged into the college group, and if I have time, might even do a small group bible study (here's hoping).  We eat together, we play trivial pursuit, and we bitch about bad days and sometimes we barely speak at all, but it's a reassurance to know that I have other people I can count on. 

Which of course segueways into the excitement of the day.  I forgot to tell people about my fake eye.  I mean, I've had it like, forever, and everyone I know and love back home already knows (and feels free to make eye jokes.)  But I don't like telling people in the business because I don't want them to think I'm calling for sympathy votes and I don't like to make big trauma out of it (say in a house meeting) either.  But I forgot to bring a smaller mirror for make-up class and therefore was kinda blind and figured I better go say something to Kelly (the head of the program.)  and then later, forgot that I hadn't told all my new housemates.  They, in typical fashion, wanted to know when I'd take it out for them...

Life is weird here in Cincinnati.  I miss everyone back home desperately.  There are some things that I've said or done (or not said or done) in these last couple months that I regret.  And yet things are moving at twice the speed of light (to borrow the phrase) that I feel like what I don't hold onto, slips away- and what I cling to, seeps out of my hands.  It's not to say I'm losing or putting aside friendships, it's just a feeling.  Like moments and experiences are there for an instant and then gone.  It's so easy for me to get wrapped up in the bustle of my career world that I miss things, important things.  Moments with people things.  Things that need to be said, action that should be taken.  And I think that knowing that, I feel a constant struggle to balance the two. 

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P.S. Thanks again, to everyone and anyone, who's praying- you're keeping me a float out here. 

Yeah...now I'm going to bed.

A List of Weekend Events...

Things going on in Sarah’s life:

~ Tried out the church most of the housemates attend, decent worship, great coffee, not sure about actual preaching as it was mostly a “welcome to our church for students.”

~ Visited a thrift store with new housemates in KY. It’s three miles from home. Not sure if I like the fact that I can go 15 minutes away and be in either KY or IN, but it’s still 5 hours home to Mishawaka…

~ Cleaned out a fridge in the kitchen, lost motivation and stopped cleaning out the other two. Did some dishes, discovered the garbage disposal is defunct, we have a plethora of forks and doubles, no triples of key spices like cinnamon, garlic, salt, and…chili powder?

~ Tried to figure out the new bus system…only to realize the PDF files don’t want to download, will just have to go early to my meeting @ CCM and try things out.

~ Talked long hours with both new housemates and Logan Girls back home, not sleeping a lot. This may backfire on me in a couple of weeks when I no longer sleep or eat, but live at the theatre.

~ Attempted not to worry (but pray) about financial aid coming through, remembering to go to class and do my homework, various unresolved issues back home, not getting the Logan Girl book done, or lack of protein in my diet.

~ Was accosted by Grimm the cat who not only likes to lie on top of my laptop to get attention (and more so because it’s old and overheats and is therefore nice and toasty) but attempted to eat the buttons off my blouse and chew my cell phone cable! I forgot what it’s like to have pets.

Did I mention the church’s café has amazing coffee, it’s “fair trade” brand, all organic, yada, yada, but ground fresh and a far cry from what they serve at Sufficient Grounds or Starbucks for that matter…yeah, I won’t lie, my loyalty may change. The only one who still beats them is the South Bend Chocolate Café (even though this place the “Rohs Street Café” has waaaaaaaaay better atmosphere.

Yeah, it's just a survey (one I found on Superchic[k]'s website, incidentally) so get over it.

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1. What is your favorite word?
Dodgy (as in the British) followed closely by Rhombus, giddily, and cowabunga.

2. What is your least favorite word?
aluminium- I can never spell or say it.

3. What motivates you creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Strangely enough- pain and trials have often brought some of my best creative work forward (in true angsty artistic style), and also extreme joy.  Having amazing friends and family in my life makes living life a bit more bearable, and anything from scarred wasteland to a single bead of dew on spiderwebs can be inspiring.

4. What un-motivates you?
Boredom, things I should do but have no motivation to do...wait. Also, talk shows, self-help books, and oatmeal.

6. What sound or noise do you love?
The ocean, people I love singing in harmony- or just their voices, stringed instruments, a car shifting gears.

7. What sound or noise do you hate?
The squeak a straight pin makes going into a styrofoam wig head, derisive laughter, squelching of overcooked pasta.

8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Glassblowing artist.

9. What profession would you not like to do?

anything at the mall, divorce lawyer.

1. WHAT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY?
December 19, 1981 (every one thought it was the 18th, 'till they got the birthd certificate straightened out.)

2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
A little girl who used to tricycle by my parents' place where they lived as newlyweds, and Sarah in the Bible.

3. YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
tunafish, with kimchi

4. FAVORITE COMEDIAN?
I don't really have one.

5. WANNA HAVE KIDS?
Absolutely, although the number I want has decreased some with maturity.

6. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL?
Yes, it's almost full and I could really use another one...hint, hint.

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
What, me?  Would I do a thing like that?

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
Depends on how you qualify that...they're sitting on a jar on my desk... (yes, I am a disturbing make-up artist, deal with it.)

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Depends, are you threatening me?  I would hang glide though.

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Ummm, granola, homemade.

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Nah, too lazy.

12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
In the Philippines: Magnolia Mango IceCream or Black Forest.  Here: Monty Python by Ben and Jerry's or Homemade Vanilla with "stuff"

13. DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE A STRONG PERSON?
Sometimes.  When I need to be. 

14. SHOE SIZE?
8 1/2 (although I own both 71/2's and 9's)

15. RED OR PINK?
depends on my mood.

16. WHAT SUPER HERO WOULD YOU BE?

Isabella Kensington...(it's a long story....ask me sometime)

18. IF YOU COULD BE 18 AGAIN WOULD YOU

NO WAY.

19. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
Devastation and Reform: Relient K 

20. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Tangerine

21. FAVORITE SMELL?
tropical flowers in the jasmine family, my house at Christmas, all woodsmoky and cinnamon, campfire in your hair, cloves, rain.  

22. YOUR BEST ON THE ROAD STORY?
I've probably got too many, but fun things seem to happen when I get lost with friends. 

23. WHERE DO YOU ESCAPE TO WHEN YOU NEED TO BE ALONE?
Somewhere with a piano, or somewhere outside "in nature"  or driving around with music.

24. WHAT ARE THE THREE MOST IMPORTANT QUALITIES TO YOU IN A FRIEND?
Knowing you can really be yourselves, commitment to each other, honesty. 

25. FAVORITE DRINK?
Really Ice cold water, if I can't have anything else.

26. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Tried that, gave it up as a vain and dangerous thing, seeing as I've got only one eye to lose.

27. EYE COLOR:
Dark-amber brown.

28. FAVORITE FOOD?
I don't think I have one: I'll try almost anything once.

29. SCARY MOVIE OR HAPPY ENDING?
Slighty scary is okay, and I'm okay with "good endings" but I honestly do want a happy ending.  YUP, I'm a hopeless romantic.

30. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED IN THE THEATER?
Becoming Jane.

31. IF YOU COULD BE IN ANY BAND WHICH ONE WOULD YOU BE IN?
I wouldn't turn Superchick or Alison Krauss and Union Station down, but I'm not that good of a musician.

32. FAVORITE DESSERT?
Banana Lumpia

33. DO YOU WRITE IN CURSIVE?
Sorta...

34. WHAT BOOK(S) ARE YOU READING NOW?

Just finished the last Harry Potter, Captivating, Wild at Heart, a book on floral arranging.

35. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE RIDE AT DISNEYLAND?
The Pirates of the Caribbean, Space Mountain

36. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
Muppett's Wizard of Oz (okay it was a dvd)

37. DESCRIBE YOUR PERFECT DAY.
Wake up in the tropics, do devotions on the beach, eat breakfast with my family, spend the morning hanging out my Logan girls doing possibly something crazy, go to a local market and purchase something that I later cook for dinner, ending with a walk on the beach, at sunset with a man I love. 

38. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
Herman's Hermits.

39. THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
Well, the U.S. if you count the P.H. as home, or the Philippines if you count the U.S. as home.  You tell me.

40. IF YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE IN THE WHOLE WORLD RIGHT NOW WHERE WOULD YOU BE?
I don't know...

41. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Olongapo City, Philippines

42. WHAT WAS THE NAME OF YOUR FIRST PET?
I had fluffy baby chickens and I named them: Henny, Menny, Renny, Zenny, Penny, Lenny, and Rahab the Harlot.  No Joke.

43. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL?
Art, until we lost our teacher, then Music

44. WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP?
I can't lie: an actress.  But also a ballerina and a concert pianist.

45. BEST PIECE OF ADVICE YOU'VE GOTTEN?
Until the pain of remaining the same is greater than the fear of change, you won't change.  Thanks Dad.

46. IF YOU WON THE LOTTERY WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU WOULD BUY?
After paying off my many debts?  Full time physical theraphy for Mom.

47. NAME THE TIME YOU CAN REMEMBER BEING HAPPIEST.
Knowing I was loved and treasured.  (and that's too many times to mention.)

48. 2 THINGS YOU LOVE ABOUT YOURSELF.
I'm spontaneous, I can't live with a closed off heart. 

49. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU LAUGHED SO HARD YOU CRIED?
Does it count if you were genuinely laughing and honestly crying at the same time?

50. WHAT ONE ITEM COULD YOU NOT LIVE WITHOUT?
Good Question, I'll get back to you.