Jenn Oetter...and other things that make me happy

taking naps
pictures
sublime
thunderstorms

candles

music
Balcony TV

billie joe armstrong

daisies

concerts

crowd surfing

"Marry Me" by Train
Lemont, IL

anything purple, except bruises

stephen colbert

max

rainy days

glax

alex deleon

mother and father
creativity
ambiguous adjectives

slippers

yoga pants
fresh air

noodies
"Bang Bang" by Dispatch

John Geoffrey Guminski

Cette Annee La

team america
my new lamp
Barrage
the shorts that I am currently wearing (that will never be returned to their owner. muahaha)

hard drugs, mainly LSD (jaykay lolz)

this is getting silly, i'll keep adding as time goes on and more joys come to me.

I'll swim the ocean for you, wooooaahhhh Kelsey.

OH. I'm visiting Syracuse (again) tomorrow 

stay tuned for details

OH.OH. Also, Max was attacked by the neighbor's dog yesterday. Again. Very scary experience: I heard my mom sheik, ran outside, max is loose, mom's crying, trip to the vet, emotional distress, all in one near death doggy experience. Good news, he's okay.  Just disoriented and uncomfortable, poor thing =/

Just Kidding

I was working on a list of things that make me happy for the last few days
then realized it was dumb and quit.
I have a wonderful work ethic

Glass Half Full

I think I've been too negative lately, so I'm compiling a list of things that make me happy...stay tuned.

The only thing that we fight about is the Lakers

Tis thunderstorming.  Which is awesome.

I'm sick. Less awesome.

I recorded my audition tapes for NYU and Syracuse today. Moderately awesome.

Funny story- i got 3/4 of the way home (45 minutes) and realized I had left my violin at school because I brought it to audition for the Music Honors Society thing and I'm incredibly forgetful (eek). I knew I would. Typical Sarah.  So i had to turn around, and my pianist spent a half hour at my house before I got there. Shes moving to Lake Tahoe in three weeks, which is incredibly sad for me.  Shes been with me since the beginning, but this will be great for her.  She just ended an ugly divorce. Which scares me.  Shes beautiful, really, inside and out. Not to mention the fact that she has a masters in music and a law degree.  What hope is there for the rest of us if she can't find a decent man? Uggghh

alrightalrightalright

Somehow itunes no longer exists on my computer. cool?

I woke up this morning at 7 AM on my living room couch. Now, some of you might wince in pain at the idea of spending the night in such a place but you clearly have never experienced big bertha in all of her glory.
I don't know why I just called it that.
I have never referred to my couch as big bertha before
I suppose theres a first time for everything.

I guess you could say the rest of my day followed suit.  I was home alone for the majority of the day, which was nice.  Watched the bears game, pounded some natty ice. jaykaylolz no natty ice. my life isn't bro.
No, actually I had a lot to do today and I was having a really productive day until about an hour ago.

I have to record my Syracuse and NYU audition tape in 2 days. Definitely not ready.

I'm sick of school. Everything about it. I want summer back.

"I know too much about life to have any optimism"

Make this go away

and this come back

kaythanxbai.

If There's a Will, There's a Way

"Knowing the why can get you through any how."

The only thing I have learned from my 3 and 1/4 years of religion class in high school.

Today, I ran the Chicago Half Marathon, all 13.1 miles of that sucker.  I finished with a time of 2:25:53 and placed 10,206 out of the roughly 21,000 people who signed up to run. I feel incredibly accomplished for finishing the race without walking a single step along the way.  I saw a lot of inspiring supporters, enthusiastic volunteers, and zealous runners.  Both of my parents were there to cheer me on, and my friend Danny met me at the finish line. I could not possibly thank them enough for being there for me today. I came home and took an ice bath, then slept until 5 pm.  I'm relieved that its over, but also glad that I stuck to the goal that I set for myself.  For the last two miles or so, I kept telling myself  "If you finish this race, you'll get into Syracuse." lolz.
(I'll post the official race pictures as soon as they go up on the website.)


Friday night I actually went to an Ignatius football game.  And we actually won.  It was (actually) unreal. Okay, maybe thats an over exaggeration.  My friend, Alex, who transfered to a different school last year, came to the game to see some of his old friends and cheer on our mediocre football team. It was so great to see him again.  He's one of the most genuine people I have ever been lucky enough to know and I hope I start to see more of him again. 


Saturday night I went to a Mount Carmel hockey game with two of my oldest comrades, Becky and Katie. It was weird to look out on the ice and only recognize a handful of players.  I wanted to yell at the infant sporting number 19 to take off my brother's jersey, but I refrained.  And he wasn't actually an infant.  He's probably like 15 but in comparison to being the little sister all these years that I've been going to John's hockey games, its your turn now kids.  Oh, btw, my family is featured on Carmel's website,  Woooo we're famouuus. 

A Practical Look

"Live every day like its your last"

Everyone's heard it, and to some degree we all look at it and say "Yeah man! Carpe Diam!"
But logically, living each day like there is no tomorrow is impractical and mildly incriminating.

If today were my last day I would, for example, tell everyone I love them, except those that I dislike, in which case I would tell each one in detail why I dislike them. I would then neglect my homework, spend large amounts of money on once-in-a-lifetime experiences and waste no time sleeping.
However, when morning breaks and I realize that I, in fact, had another day to live (whaddyaknow), what would I do?
Well, first there would be a few awkward hellos to those that I professed my undying love for, even more awkward (angry) stares from them bitchez and hoez that I let have it, a stressful day of school that I am unprepared for due to lack of homework completion, no money, and that weird feeling we all know and love that results from pulling an all nighter.
alright, again, jaded. eh.

GOOD NEWS. I lost my wallet exactly a week ago.(not so good news)
Today, I was called into the deans office to find it had been recovered-get this- from the third floor roof.
Think about that for a second...
Somehow, that means, that my wallet was airborne from a window. Most likely the bathroom...

All is well that ends well.
I'm not sure how that relates to anything.

Max is my best friend.

Damage Control

So much to cover, so little time.

Okay school sucks, blahblahblah. 

I went to the Lucky Boys Confusion concert at the House of Blues on Saturday with 8 of my favorite people. Well, I just met Eric but hes really tall so hes cool in my book. Anyways, Facing Forward was one of the opening bands and  they were great. Awesome stage presence, energy, music. Everything. Listen to them, you wont regret it.  Now, Lucky Boys Confusion was ridiculous, as expected.  I crowd surfed. Which was a first for me. Got launched through the air into the middle of the mosh pit. No worries, though, a very large man literally picked me up and pulled me out. All in all, I had an unbelievable time with some unbelievable people.  

Now on to darker matters.

My friends are in a band that played at a block party yesterday (very much fun). However things sort of went downhill from there. 

 First, there was an infidelity scare, so to speak, between two of my recently broken up friends. Naturally, upon receiving word of this, I freaked out in defense of one of the parties involved, accusing the other mercilessly without really consulting the evidence myself.  In hindsight, I realize I was in the wrong and would really like for this messy break up to be put to rest.  Its really hard to watch helplessly as my friends suffer through the emotional stress of teenage relationships. 

Second, there was another break up, if you will, between two of my other friends. Honestly, unless you had hours to understand the relationship, it is pointless for me to attempt to rationalize either side of the spectrum.  One party was clearly in the wrong. Absolutely and unequivocally.  And they by no means can justify the heartless act they committed. But if you step back and look at the situation, the other party should have walked away long before they were put in this position, knowing party a's track record with these types of things.  But we all suffer from party b's blindness of sorts.  We never want to believe what we don't want to hear, but I've learned from personal experience that your hypothetical best friend's warnings about your hypothetical boyfriend aren't just her being a jealous bitch.  She knows what shes talking about, and I know more than one occasion where I wish I had listened.   

This evening of stressful damage control further supported my theory that high school relationships suck. The only thing we can hope to take from them is the knowledge of which aspects we find desirable in a partner, and which aspects we should run from (screaming) if we are to ever encounter such a person in the future. Which sucks. Because as I sit here, pondering the potential desire for a significant other in my life, I have to remind myself that the relationship is destined for painful failure.  I am jaded, I know.

Just Kidding

still wrapped around my little finger.
oh, it is a good feeling indeed.

fuck precalc.

homecoming dress?

tomorrows friday
waaahhhhhoooo