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the ULTRA AWESOME ONE (Sara Jay)
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| True Life: I'm living with a Psycotic 15 year old Transgendered black man |
[25 Nov 2009|11:28am] |
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As you may or may not know, My mother and her Partner, Rachel, are in the Foster care program. Occasionally they will bring in some genuinely sweet kids who just have trouble expressing themselves and throw tantrums. Sometimes theyll bring in kids who have had troubled pasts but are generally well behaved and can function in society. Latavia, However, is not one of those kids.
Latavia is a 15 year old transgendered (male to female) who I seriously believe has some form of psychosis. Not only does she completely disrespect everyone in the household by treating the shared space as her own and leaving all of her (literal, sometimes) shit around, but she pisses on the toilet seats and leaves it for others to clean before they use it (disgusting), and has been physically violent to my mother. My mother had bruises the size of baseballs on her arms from one of Latavias attacks. This is a very serious matter and frankly Im surprised that its been going on for so long and Mom and Rachel have just now started to do something about it! Its gotten so bad, that there are some parts that i cant talk about outside of the family. Yeah. Time for an intervention.
Now with the pissing on the seat issue, apparently everyone has said something to her and she has refused to change her actions. Bitch. So, one morning, I woke up and found that all of the toilets on the house has fucking piss on them. So, i wiped them off and then got a dry erase marker to leave reminders on all of the mirrors in the house: "Latavia, this is not your personal bathroom! If you piss on the seat, WIPE IT OFF!!!" (it was also underlined at least 5 times) "Also, if you leave towels or clothes on the floor, Butters will piss in them. STOP!" Butters is our cat, and yes, he thinks that clothes left on the floor are a welcome invitation to to use the bathroom. He is a cat. Latavia is not. Latavia should know better. I guess the Psychosis blocks off common sense or something. it must.
After finding the notes on the mirrors, Latavia decided to "punish" me for what I did. At the time she was doing the dishes and thought that it would really show me if she left a note (taped to my college graduation notice, btw) that read: "Sarah," already wrong, "if ur so smart then you clean up the mess! PS U clean it up"
Ok ok ok. SO, the Psychosis also affects the differentiation between script and post script? Either that or she doesnt know how to write a letter. She also though that not taking her medication would really show me too. As if Im in charge of dolling it out to her.
This morning, when I rose to greet the new day, my glorious day off, I had to pee. And much to my surprise there was piss. on the fucking. seat. AND there was shit on the floor. From Butters, or at least thats what I assume considering hes the cat and thats what he does to things on the floor. Again. He is a cat. I went downstairs and there was piss. on the fucking. seat. So I went into the living room to find Latavia banging away on the Piano (while others were sleeping, which really just follows suite with the rest of her incomparable disrespect for all things) and asked her to Please. Wipe the piss off the seat. She looked at me and smiled and said ok.
Ok. Shes flaunting her piss in my face. Seriously? How do even make someone like this? Its bad enough living with teenagers, but this one takes the cake! ANd then probably pisses on it!
Rachel told me today that she would not be here past the 4th of December under any circumstances. Finally. Theyre doing something about it. Thank God.
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| Mmm. Slimy Vegetables. |
[04 Nov 2009|07:34pm] |
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I hate Subway. It is the poop of all the sub sandwich establishments. Harry Teeters makes a much better sub.
here's something: I somehow managed to spend over $700 last week! I know that $480 of it went towards a doctors bill but the rest? Halloween. I felt like I was being smart about my purchases though. I couldn't have spent over $100 on decorations and I strongly doubt that I spent $50 on my costume. Its definitely a shock considering I have been saving my money lately to buy a car. And here I am $700 down the drain that I don't receive a return on. I mean, that money could be used to get big things. like a car. See where I'm going here?
God. People are having babies and getting married (in that order sometimes) and its crazy. I mean, if they are happy then good for them. Nothing is better. But I just couldn't imagine what life would be like if i had a baby or a husband. I mean. I just cant. Not yet. And then you see those pictures on facebook of them with their children and husbands. God. Some people look really good and very happy with either/or. But some? Shit. I mean. Put down the baby because its neck isn't supposed to bend like that when it can't support its head yet. Stupid. it just makes me mad sometimes.
Welp! I have noticed some changes lately. I feel healthy. Actually healthy. And I know that I could still be healthier, but I am in a good place right now! I dunno I mean I'm taking a multivitamin and I have been working out for a while now on the mostly regular. Diana and I just walked 5 miles yesterday, and we are going to again on Thursday. Aaand life is good :)
Oh yeah and I have developed these huge calluses on my fingers from playing the guitar. They have come and gone in the past but I guess I have just been playing a lot more lately, too. Iss gerd.
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| Labor day weekend |
[07 Sep 2009|11:52pm] |
I had a really great time this past weekend! I got off work at 4pm Thursday and did my thing until Friday afternoon when mi padre and his GF decided to give Justin and I a ride to VA. I mean, you know, to stay for a few days.
Yeah. It was nice :)
I was just sitting here getting ready to watch a movie on my mac and I thought about that so I wanted to write it down! So...I journaled. Ahem.
In other news I want to come up with a new jam. And I really love just sitting down and jamming. out. with friends. seriously.
Anyhoop gotta go.
-SJ
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| Finger your opponent or face certain death |
[26 Jul 2009|02:43am] |
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Welp. Cindy Rella with a twist is over for now. It may get picked up again during the school year. That would be a lot of fun! Our last show was yesterday afternoon and I had to beg the kids to volunteer. But thats understandable seeing as how there were only 20 of them. ish. and the average age was 4.5. There were two volunteers who started crying and asking for their moms once onstage. But the little girls who asked for autographs at the end were endearing! It was precious as poop.
I want to go out dancing soon.
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| I cant seem to get this smile off of my face |
[23 Jun 2009|01:40am] |
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These past couple of weeks have turned me into a giddy school girl again! I can't seem to wipe this smile off of my face.
I hope this continues :)
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[09 Jun 2009|10:55am] |
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I am excited to have the world as my oyster, I must say.
As of now, my options are Atlanta, NYC, and Chicago. I'm sure that if you have seen my facebook status, then this isn't news to you. Here are some things to consider with each:
Atlanta (HOTlanta)--I would move in with my sister and her boyfriend who I get along with pretty well. We would share either a two bedroom apartment or a three bedroom apartment in Alpharetta so that way we can have a workout room-if the facilities are not up to par or non existent. I only know a couple of people who live down in Atlanta (Mary Alice and Ryanne) but they aren't there throughout the school year and who knows if they will still be there when they graduate. Basically, rent would be cheap and the apartment wold be nice. Most likely.
NYC (The BIG Apple)--I would look for a four bedroom apartment to share with my good friend Andrew and two of his College buddies. One of them wold pursue a career on stage and I have no clue what the other one has in mind for himself. The rent wold be hella expensive, but pay for basic jobs is increased so that makes it a little easier. Slightly. I would have to have a plain old J.O.B. but I would also get some theatre work in whenever I could--even if that means cutting down on my hours at work. As far as eating goes, hopefully I would be able to do it everyday, but who knows? Here is my attack plan (this goes for Chicago as well): before I move, I would go to a BJs, Sams, or Costco and stock the fuck up! On toiletries, detergents, non-perishable food items, etc. Of course, that would mean more to pack and take up with me, but hopefully in the long run I will have saved some money that way. I know a few people who are up there, Tiffany Hogan, Jake Kricken, Giuseppie has plans to move up there, my friend Rebecca (who isn't in "the biz") and a few others. So, if nothing else, I would have friends already. That's nice, and certainly doesn't apply to Atlanta. And, if all goes well, then I could network through those people, meet other people, and hopefully be liked well enough to have connections in the theatre world.
Chicago (The Windy City)--I have options here. Depending on what Jordan Danz and Matt Kiedrowski are thinking about as far as their living situation, I would either search out a two, three, or four bedroom apartment up there. All I know for certain is that Diana needs a roommate, so I would live with her. Jen Short is also moving up there, so there are a few connections and people that I am already friends and comfortable with. (does that sentence structure make sense?) Now, it would get really friggen cold up there, so I would need to stock up on sweaters and blankets and any other wool creations that I can. The thing about Chicago is that there is a lot of greenery, like grass. Which NYC sorta lacks... Also, its a little cheaper than NYC, but, by the looks of it, not by much, at lest as far as rent goes.
As far as the artistry ("Art history" spoken rapidly produces a phonetic similarity) for each location, well I don't really know what would fit me best. Of course, that's what these first post graduation years are for, right? Right. So, maybe if I make a decision and it doesn't work out, I can always move on to option 2 or C.
At this point, I would like to bring up something pretty clairvoyant that my friend David thought up: the color 'mother of pearl' should really just be called 'clam'.
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[27 Apr 2009|01:28am] |
I have one more day of classes and I am pulling an all nighter in order to finish my homework for them....I really dont want to write this effin paper on the development and destruction of nuclear weapons in South Korea. Snore.
In other news, Danny (Diana's boyfriend) has joined the ranks of the biggest dooshbags/assholes in the world. I thought that he was a real winner, but I guess I was wrong. I cant believe him. Diana deserves so much better. I guess thats all I can say without revealing too much information that isnt mine to disperse.
Despite my best efforts, I cant concentrate on my school work. All I want to do is...well...anything but that.
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| And as swiftly as it began, it has ended. |
[14 Mar 2009|09:31pm] |
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I am officially 100% single.
I have severed all ties with Jason and am moving on with my life.
His baggage got too heavy for this girl.
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[03 Feb 2009|12:57am] |
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11) Superbowl Sunday
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[27 Jan 2009|06:47pm] |
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For some reason, I am terribly exhausted. I woke up around 11 am and got ready because my first class on tuesdays and thursdays isnt until 12, and then I went to Jazz at 1:30 and workstudy from 3-6. I dont know why I am this tired.
I just took an aderol so I can finish my homework on time. I dont know where Erin gets off giving us a butt load all at the last minute. I think she is just trying to find a way to fill up class time because she normally runs out of crap to talk about at 9:20...then she rambles. And its Erin, so its boring anyway.
In other news, I hope to be a golden goddess by the end of the semester. Maybe not so much on the golden part, because I am not one for laying out on the catawba lawn in my bathing suit, but def. the goddess part. This semester, I am immersing myself in dance with Jazz 1, dance ensemble, and Elektra. SO already, I work out like twice a day, once on fridays. I was just getting used to the routine and wasnt as sore this sunday, so Betsy upped to routine. not only do we have more lunges, but we have a one minute dance session in preparation for this saturday's winterfest. And even though I have zero upper body strength, I can do 15 push ups now!! THats exciting. My boobs are sore, though, because theysa gettin a work out!!
Alright, I am getting a kick of energy now. Of course, the last thing I want to use it for is what I need it for--dumb ass homework assigned by boring ass professors. Whatevs.
Peace.
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| HELP!!! |
[22 Jan 2009|11:04pm] |
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I dont know what to do.
If you were a man (which some of you are, so listen up!!) and you expected to have a great birthday celebration in SMALLSBURY NORTH CAROLINA, what the hell would you want to do? Now consider this: you dont have too many friends that you keep in contact with on a regular basis, so a huge party is probably out of the question.
If you have any suggestions PLEASE tell me.
thanks!!
--Sara Johnson
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| Whats this all about, anyway? |
[21 Jan 2009|06:21pm] |
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As much as I try not to check my eljay, I often visit the site. Lately, however, I havent read any new posts from anyone. Whats up with that? Are you all dead? Did you die? Are you sleeping?
whats that all about, anyway?
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[16 Jan 2009|12:20am] |
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Its so strange to think that when Jason was married, we hardly spoke. We hardly made eye contact. I mean, I always thought that he was attractive, but he would never look me in the eye or even hold a decent conversation. I mean, I didnt really try that hard either, I just assumed that he might be the boring type or something. But there was always this strange vibe around him. It felt like he was purposefully avoiding it. The first time I think we made legitimate eye contact was the weekend before they were seperated and Danny called because he and Jason were bored and he asked if they could come over to my dorm room. I said sure. And I remember thinking, seeing him sit on Caitlin's bed, that there is a MAN in my dorm room. A Man. It was strange, and he was saying things like, after I said that I could teach my body to do anything, "thats hot" and then he made some other flirtatous remarks about how he could never get along with me because of my pink bed spread. It was completely out of the blue. I didnt know that he could be that flirtatous, let alone talkative at all. And then by that time next week we were making out. Its just so wierd to me to think about those sort of things. I always do that though. If I make out with someone or we end up hooking up or becoming good friends or something, I just think about how things were before any of that happened and compare. I am sure that everyone does it, but I find myself doing it a lot lately. There was quite the turn around with this one. Now, we have great conversations and he definately doesnt avoid making eye contact with me.
I think that the most interesting part was the fact that I really noticed him when he came into my room. I dont think I have ever thought that about any guy who just came into my room, but with him, my exact thoughts were "there is a man in my room." I thought it was interesting, anyway.
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| New Years was a Bust |
[03 Jan 2009|09:25pm] |
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But I might have another date tomorrow, so its all good, I suppose.
On New years eve, I ended up watching the ball drop at Jacks with Danny and Diana. They kissed at midnight and I looked at TV. Jason had to watch the creature, so he couldnt make it down. But New Years day was a lot of fun! I drove up to Salisbury and we played 2 on 2 basketball at Dannicholas park. Girls against guys. They won....BUT WE KICKED THEIR ASSES IN HORSE! SO...I guess that pretty much makes me the best, ultimately. Then we walked around the park. Turns out they have paddle boats and a huge fucking playground! Did anyone else know about this? Because i just found out that day and let me tell you, I want to take full advantage of those swan-shaped paddle boats. Later, we went over to Jason's and rode the four-wheeler. I had never been on one before and it was actually a lot of fun! Then Jason let me drive it and I almost tipped us over. Oops! At least it was exciting!
As for tonight, I am going to over to Jeremy's sooner or later, and I hope that he is still up for hanging out. Its getting pretty late though and my laundry isnt even done. Boo.
I have to look up some fun things to do in charlotte. Free things. Maybe I will look them up for the Smallsbury too. Just in case.
I work EVERY DAY next week. I am really looking forward to the money. Putting in the man hours, not so much. Oh well.
I need to start making out. I meant to type working out, but I guess they both work fine :)
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| DAMN that man is hot! |
[28 Dec 2008|05:12pm] |
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Ooh lord. OOOOOOOOOOH LORD he is so fucking hot. I. cant. handle. it.
In other news, I am waiting for Luke to show up to mi casa and is he here yet? Of course not. We made plans that were to start right after the Panthers game. That game is long over by now! Its 5:14, I'm sure the after show is over too. Whatever. This always happens with him. One time, I called him and he was like "I am leaving right now" and then two and a half hours later he shows up. TWO AND A HALF HOURS LATER! For real? I mean, REALLY? I'm not that angry, I just cant believe the son of a bitch, ya know? He's gonna have to be one of those friends that I tell to arrive three hours before the plans start just so he can be on time. That sucks. Ah well, such is life. Sucky. Well, just things like that anyway.
I just...let me think about somebody else so I can start smiling again.
Mmm. Ok, there it is. ICANTWAITTILLNEWYEARS!
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| Its about that time!!! |
[20 Dec 2008|04:30pm] |
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So my dad has actually gotten things done around the house lately! The deck, which used to be a gaping hole in the back yard, is almost completely covered! There is only about a two-foot space left to cover, and that will get done promptly, no doubt, depending on the weather. And once thats complete, the hot tub will be installed! OH GOD I am looking forward to that. My dad already knows that I will have to have more parties for the simple reason that we will have an effin hot tub! Its gonna be good too. I hope it snows so we can sit and soak outside while snow is falling. If only, right?
As for me, for now, for this, I am bored as HELL! I went to the Showmars Christmas Party and sat for about an hour and a half while Angie (who has LOTS of problems) talked my ear off. I wonder if she noticed that my smile was fake. Then I gave her a ride home and she didnt take an effin breath. I mean, not once. Not. Once. Then she got out of the car and I farted. its impolite to do it while you have guests in the car. But I guess she wouldnt have noticed anyway because she kept those lips a flappin. Ho well. Thats why you take a Ho to a Hotel. (thats what I signed everyones yearbook with senior year. In retrospect, it was fucking stupid.)
But that Chilli that Tammy made was good. Mmmm. Maybe I'll go over to her house and get some more. Probably. Most likely. YES!
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