I can barely eat/swallow/breath. Everytime I do one of these things my throat goes “Howya doin Sara? Let me just bug ya a little while longer.”
Whatever the hell I have it needs to go bye bye.
Like..
NOW.
Anyway..
We lost our first match. Tiffany is now the offical “Stupid ass spoiled little brat.” Sorry but she fucking is.
Stupid bitch.
WHEN THE TIMER GOES; I CAN’T WRITE ANYTHING ELSE DOWN. Bitch.
There are four other people on my team who have a maturity more then a two year old on drugs.
That…is sad.
Sooo yea..
If I get better I’ll being going over to Emma’s house ((Sidenote to daddy dearest: it IS okay that I go over…right…? I keep on forgetting to ask you and you’re napping right now…..*cough*))
We’re gonna go skating ((I’m also gonna attempt to do Pete’s dance from the Dance Dance video. Watch me fall and crack my head open. Juuusstt watch.))
do girly stuff that I will probaley never do again, and watch chick flicks. lyke omg!11!!
I’m also gonna eat the rest of the sherbert ice cream we bought this one time.
If it’s still there…
hehe >:D
I wish we had a video camera tho. So we could film “EMMA AND SARA’S STUPIDITY NIGHT.” just to be funny.
But we don’t.
Sadly.
Did I mention my throat hurts?
Yea…
Sooo, I’m hungry. I want a cheeseburger…even if it will be a pain in the ass to eat. Note to self: Kill throat. And Yahoo. Because it’s being gay.
Stupid Yahoo.
Yeaso..
I had this weird ass dream last night…
It’s sorta personal..
but anyway,
Basically Jeff put a knife to my throat and abused me.
Great huh?
Yea..it’s giving me a bad feeling.
So sadly, I’m going to break up with him. I was going to ANYWAY, he’s been way to controlling and I for one cannot have that.
Sorry. No. Go away.
So yea.
D:<
Blargh.
I wanna go die in a ditch.
No really.
Dieing has to be better then having my throat hurt. Because at least the pain will go away quickly.
UNLIKE THE PAIN IN MY DAMN THROAT.
No really.
I feel like writing a letter to my throat and eating it;
“Dear Throat,
Kindly please stop fucking hurt before I drive a knife threw you.
Kthnx.
-Sara.”
I’m gonna go now.
I feel like barfing.
Ew.
-Sara! At teh Disco.
Tomorrow’s my first Scholar Bowl match.
Me being the JV captain; I have the first match ((JV goes first then Varisty))
With a bunch of 6th graders.
It’s not that I have anything against kids younger then me, I adore them.
I just don’t like a particular few of them.
Aka the “giggly-ass-i-like-hilary-duff’ few of them.
The 6th grade boys are fine; I don’t mind them because they aren’t complete fucktards.
It’s just the giggly girls I have a problem with.
*twitch*
And on top of that my throat hurts like a bitch.
>.>
Peter did something with all his clothes so I wouldn’t touch them.
Ifigure it’s something dealing with sex; so I’m gonna steal his pencils now.
I’m kidding.
Honestly.
Anywaaayyysss…
Billie’s being weird.
Tre is actually, to a degree, smarter then we thought.
Somehow.
Hehe.
Must go!
-Private Sara! aka Private Caboose aka PC.
rofllollmao.
P.S. Someone needs to make an alligator entirely outta LOL’S and call it…THE LOLLIGATER!
<3 Mechanical Man.
LOVE IT OR I SHALL SMITE J00.
Hehe,
Peter stoled his hoodie back.
Then he got on, taunted me got back off.
He kept on doing it.
Finally I just stole it back and hid it.
HA HA PE-TAR
I win. <3
I think Billie’s MPMSing.
Hehe.
Shhh!
And now we’re poking/flicking each other.
Ahh good times.
I’m off to e-mail teh Peter.
I’m taunting him.
I <3 revenge.
-SaraBadera
Thought of the day: If you had ten million dollars would you kill for another ten million?! o.o
lol
I’ve decided to update.
Cuz I can biyatches.
>=P
Anyway,
Mechanical Man has to be the WEIRDEST song EVER. I’m sorry, but it is. Granted, it is addicting though. 
Umm..
I stole Peter’s hoodie finally.
I’m keeping it. It’s warm. He can go off and screw a hole on the ground. He ish not gettin it back!
SO HA HA HA PETER!!
lol
Um..
Rochelly and I had this huge talk about people at our schools. We’ve determined; every school is a bunch of wanna be gangsters and posers.
My first Scholar Bowl match is on Monday.
I swear to god I will keel teh sixth graders if they act stupid. and I’m TOTALLY allowed too cuz I’m their captain…
Er…right?
Right.
*sighs*
Jeff’s getting more controlling as it gets closer to the time I move. I’m actually getting a bit scared.
*le sigh*
Oh well,
I’m also listening to Panic! At the Disco. Carling sent me two of their songs. ;D
I <3 Carling at times.
She’s also the one who sent me Mechanical Man.
Anyway,
I’m out…I need to go bitch at Peter. It’s fun.
-Sara! At the Disco.
I’m giving up.
Pete just doesn’t like me..
I am too crazy.
Oh well.
Why the hell should care?
I shouldn’t.
So I don’t.
Yea.
I don’t.
…..
……..
fuck this…
Yea…fuck this.
I’m off to talk to Billie…
yea..totally..
-Sara <33
Sugar, fuck off.
This ain’t gonna work.
There’s the fucking door.
Our life is going down.
Take back what you said,
Before I shoot it out of a fucking gun.
Into my brain.
I’m tired of your little games.
Fuck off.
Sugar, you try to hard.
It’s not gonna work.
You were my worst fucking mistake.
Go away, I can’t stand you.
Take back what you said,
Before I shoot it out of a fucking gun.
Into my brain.
I’m tired of your little games.
Fuck off.
I tried.
You wouldn’t fucking listen.
Trying to patch shit up
Isn’t gonna help any.
You can try giving me roses.
It ain’t gonna work.
Take back what you said,
Before I shoot it out of a fucking gun.
Into my brain.
I’m tired of your little games.
Fuck off.
Fucked me over.
You said I was your favorite.
Should’ve thought of that..
you put me out on the goddamn sidewalk.
Making tears run down my face.
Why can’t I just forget your face?
The record of our moments
keeps on playing in my head.
I can’t face the damn day.
Take back what you said,
Before I shoot it out of a fucking gun.
Into my brain.
I’m tired of your little games.
Fuck off.
Enjoy bitchs <33
-Sara
I wrote a new song
Let me see your bullets.
I think I’m gonna go tonight.
Sugar, we can’t take this on forever.
Quit playing around.
This can’t last forever.
You’re playing if you think it will.
Rip open my little cuts.
Make them a little wider then ever before.
Make them bleed like they never have..
Is there more to me then you thought?
Can’t you see
I’m not just a little idiot.
I can see when people are playing me.
Break my heart
In Half.
Pull the trigger.
Before I do it myself.
Rip Open my little cuts,
Make them a little wider then ever before.
Make them bleed like they never have..
Isn’t it messed up
How we used to love each other?
Goin away.
Sugar, we can’t live like this.
Look around,
Do I look like the kind of person
Who can’t see?
Rip Open my little cuts,
Make them a little wider then ever before.
Make them bleed like they never have.
Sugar,
Let me show,
What happens
to people
who mess with me.
They go down.
Along with me.
Love it bitchs <33
;P
