Lyrics of the Day;
"You say goodbye, and I say hello,
hello, hello,
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello."
"Hello Goodbye"
-The Beatles
Hello, World!
Nice to meet 'cha!
I am, as of right now, offically a blogger. I know, it's so exciting!! Well, let's get to know each other. I'll talk, and you just sit there and act intrested. Okay? Good!
First of all, I am not so self absorbed like my peers to actually think anyone's reading this. Honestly, I don't really care! I'm not the type of person to go on Facebook, or MySpace, or whatever other lame new social whatevers people use to fill up their time. I personally just need something of a diary to keep me sane on the week I'm not seeing my therapist (Yes, I actually have one) and this is more secure than the diary I keep under my mattress.
Second, my name isn't actually Sarah Snarky. If you thought it was, you are a dingbat. I'm using that name so that some serial killer doesn't kill me in my sleep. Hey, it's possible!
Third, if you (yes, you) post mean comments because you are lame and have no life, then I will hunt you down and kick your butt from here to Tuesday. No, I'm just kidding, but I will make a sad puppy dog face at you until you feel so guilty you apoligize. You know, if you are, in fact, real.
Now that we covered that, we can get on to the fun stuff!
Facts of Life: (My life, that is)
I am 14.
I am a writer.
My favorite band is Sick Puppies, with the Red Hot Chili Peppers close behind.
I am a vegetarian.
Here comes the complicated stuff. My family consists of divorced parents. My mom is remarried, my dad has a girlfriend. My dad's girlfriend is awesome. My stepdad is not.
I have a little pain-in-my-rear sister, who, at the age of 11, knows everything and passes gas continually. And I get to share a room with her. Yippee.
My stepdad has four kids. The oldest is 20, lives in California with her Marine hubby and a soon-to-be little girl. We don't know each other very well, which sucks, 'cause I've always wanted a big sister.
The second oldest and only boy is 16. He is either holed up in his room playing video games or "making out" with his girlfriend in our basement while we're home. I will never sit on that couch again.
The twins are two girls and 13, only 10 months younger than me, but ages older in every other way. First off, they are the type of girls who can eat nothing but Big Macs and sundaes and never gain an ounce. Because of this, and the fact that they have big boobs, they are insanely popular and guys worship them. Me? Not so much. Don't get me wrong, I don't really want to be popular, and I love them like sisters, but it's hard not to feel like an ugly duckling. Anyway, they are great people, and are way smarter than me in all facets of being a girl, so they are like sisters to me.
I am going to be a freshman in high school. Let's hope I get run over by a truck before that happens.
I hate, and I mean HATE, Justin Bieber. He is a fluffed up pop star with a whiny voice and no real meaning in the lyrics he doesn't even write. The Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana/whoever the heck she is round off the Evil Three. These three Disney pop sellouts are the three "artists" I would rather be hung upside down by my toenails than be forced to listen to. When I walk near a store playing one of the Evil Three, I physically cringe. Yes, I hate them that much. The antidote to the Evil Three are either System, (of a Down), the heaviest Sick Puppies songs and all things Chili Peppers. As you can tell, music is a huge part of my life.
I am very political, and can and do discuss politics with my dad's family. On my mom's side, however, all we do is argue. My mom and stepdad are horrifically white supremacist, and I have learned not to discuss politics with them, period.
I hope to be published one day. Right now, this is the best I can get.
So, imaginary friend, that is me in a nutshell. Hope you liked that little peek into my soul. If not, that's your problem. Until next time...
Love always,
Sarah Snarky
