this week.

i've been watching smallville. probably the cheesiest show i've ever seen. yet i keep watching and watching. don't judge!

i'm reading the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy and i'm really excited about it. 42.

nothing about disney world appeals to me. but i should probably go sometime.

i had an awkward photo shoot today with a guy i don't like very much. he's nice... a little bit socially awkward though. his request for photos was riding the line that separates asking me out and asking for my time as a photographer. but the awkwardness ended up being only kind of minimal.

i wish i had a portrait lens. and a fisheye lens. and... etc.

i love reeses puffs.

i wish i was as cool as my roommate. tonight, when her old crush was making me laugh by whispering to me instead of across the table to her, i felt like i was pretty cool. and i didn't feel very bad about it. i feel like i might be a bad person.

i love the bass guitar.

running through the snow today was one of my happiest moments i can remember. i wish it had been spent with someone who means more to me. saying that makes me feel like a bad person again.

i want a concealed weapon license. haha. just so i could say i have one.

i've been wearing my red jacket the past couple days. it's my very favorite.

am i self-absorbed? every single one of these stories was about myself.

lotion

lots of people told me i smelled good today.

it's probably because i accidently squirted way too much white citrus lotion into my hands, and it ended up going all over my arms and face... and possibly jacket and hair as well.

but i'm thinking now. when i didn't smell particularly good, just like soap... or neutral kind of clean smelling, why didn't anyone notice? just because i don't have a scented soap/lotion, doesn't mean i'm less clean, or not as nice or friendly!

i am considering becoming an advocate for telling neutral smelling people how nice they smell, because they don't smell bad! it's such a lovely thing to be told you smell good.

i think i shall.

four reasons america sets itself up for disaster.

written by cathy cook, typed and posted by sarah hester.

1. in weddings, the officiators always ask if anyone objects to the marriage.

2. in funerals, they serve alcohol.

3. bathrooms for the opposite sexes are placed close together.

4. on black friday, good deals are often coupled with low quantities.

after much research and careful consideration and thought, we have found that these are the four main reasons why americans have such dramatic lives. it is an authoritative, definitive, and official list.

thank you.

addicted

i don't think i can say i'm truly addicted. but it's making my life much more difficult as i live without it.

i've taken the dare of a friend to go without ice cream for an entire year. well, i never really made the commitment... but i think it could be kind of fun. and by fun, i mean torturous - but with the makings of a good story.

what else am i addicted to?

this brings back the memory of a week or so ago, when i was jumping up and down and whining in agony as my "best friend" ran away with my cell phone, took out the battery and hid it. it is a very rare thing when i take a shower without my cell phone on the sink counter... it might be important!! seriously... what if it's an emergency? or a famous person?? i wouldn't want to miss either of those. is that an addiction?

i wish i was cool enough to say i'm addicted to my camera, but i'm one of those lame photographers who is okay leaving the house without a lens except the contacts in my eyes. laaaaammmmeee.

popularity. the way i felt tonight, when few of my closer friends were with me at my church's college age ministry's service, and i had no one flocking around me or following me when we went to sit down... that feeling was no good at all! i love making people laugh, and feeing important enough for them to follow me around, miss me when i run off to say hello to some acquaintance... and laugh at me for being so distracted when i come back. i know i'm shallow... please still follow me around and laugh at me!!

also, being awake. it's almost 2:30 AM. i have lunch with my padre tomorrow, and i still can't persuade myself to go to sleep at a normal hour!! i'm so unhealthy. the time will also hopefully explain the poor flow of this first post. but i wanted to write down some thoughts. i'm sure no one will read this... there are way too many blogs out there for mine to be important at all (i don't mind!), but i'm such a poor journaler, especially since i left mine in the dorm room back at school. and i want to be able to remember myself in a few years... look back and laugh at how childish and naive i am now.

so we'll see how this goes. wish me luck and good grammar!

..sarah/rosie