♠Hangover Day♠

ok so its reading day (aka Hangover day) and im awake at 10:41am...something is seriously wrong. seeing that i didnt get my drink on last night, well im feeling absolutely grand. theres not much going on in the hood today, just going to work on a paper thats due tomorrow, study some, and finish my laundry i suppose.

Boo for this boring post...

It's the "Little Things" that make you burst out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter

so let me just start off by saying how much i enjoy school...ok maybe not. but it does have its perks. For any of you who dont know, im taking a course at UTC known as Arts Integration. a major related course no doubt. so for an entire semester i have endured grueling lesson plans. now some of you may say, "well that doesnt seem so bad" and i say to them well its not. but this my friends is where it gets interesting....

Monday afternoon both sections of the class had a small social gathering...aka a peer critique. We had to turn our lesson plans in to the teacher(s) and they passed them out to other students for a peer review. so as i was reading over the lesson plan that i had received, i realized that it needed a little "tweeking" so i got down to business. by the end, and i do have to admit, the paper seemed to take the form of the Srebrenica Massacre. ok but i did it for this persons own good. i corrected the grammatical errors (i say this and i know you are thinking well dang sara knows nothing about punctuation...just look at the way she types. well bear with me folks. i know my shit, i just choose to type the way i talk.) anyways, corrected grammatical errors, made some suggestions as to how the person could bring his or her paper to life, told the person that they needed to include a conclusion etc. etc. etc.. see i did this because i knew if i had turned that paper in to a certain teacher it would have received an F. i really thought i was trying to help this person out.

WELL, apparently people cant take constructive criticism well these days and my life was threatened. oh yes, true story here. Yesterday i receieved a call from a person who shall remain anonymous...(you know who you are!!!) and this person said, "Hey Sara, you really must have pissed someone off. You know that person that you had to peer critique, well that person is talking shit about you right now."

ok so the person is talking trash...whatever i dont really care. come to find out...the person whom i critiqued told everyone in that particular class that the next time she saw me (because she doesnt even know who i am) that she was going to "Kick my ass." tell me this isnt a good story.

I peer critique someone and get death threats so to speak. I LOVE SCHOOL. People need to grow the F up. the persons grade is NOT, and i repeat, is NOT affected by my critique....it was simply suggestions as to how to make it better. GROW UP PEOPLE!!! Sheesh.

scorched, burned, singed, its all gravy

im burnt to a crisp...if a Sara could be crispy then you might as well have deep fried me and smother me with gravy...aka Aloe. Kinda hurting right about now. its my own fault of course so no one feel sorry for pitiful sad sara. but do send love me way!!!

♥tainted love♥

so nothing new to report on. the last couple of weeks have been utter (haha i just said utter) hell, but ive taken them with a grain of salt and ive put my big girl panties on and sucked it up. but heres a recap of my past week or so...

on tuesday, the patio's birthday, i hobbled and hobbled around, didnt do much of anything but picked up a card and some 50 yr old balloons and sat around at BWW with the parental units and friends. always a good time to be had. Especially when you throw in the long island teas. thats when the skeletons come out of the closets.

Wednesday, my birthday, was filled with nothing but birthday madness. got up, had a meeting, went to class, picked up two of my favorite kids, tutored just a little, had some salmon pasta made by TCB himself...and it was fabulous of course, opened some gifts, and had a little birthday loving from my friends to cap the day off. nothing says friends love you more than a couple of 48 Jell-O shots.

Thursday was fun, i suppose...there wasnt anything thrilling about it...it was thursday. i did end up babysitting for the boys though. a little last minute call. but its all worth it in the end.

Friday i didnt have cam and lola. sadly they were in florida. so i got up and got some stuff done. went to class though, even though i dont usually go to this class because i work, but it was fun to see all my savannah friends again. Juan, and Ian, and Lindsey of course. and then it was off to seymour, tn with the ash. of course i met up with the fabulous nikki herself, but the weekend surrounded itself with watching greys anatomy like 8 times and getting susie hooked on it.

Saturday was spent doing nothing. there i said it, we did nothing and it was great. but i did get a mysterious phone call saturday. so i go to check the voicemail and what do i hear...a message from maggie, bkkks new gf. no no no so its not what you are thinking...she actually called me and wanted to know if i wanted to hang out with them because she really wants to meet me!!! shocked...i know.

Today though, was quite the interesting day. got up went to church, came home, ate lunch, sat around for a few, ash and i drove home, then i get a call from bkkk himself. saying that him and maggie are coming over...AND THEY DID. and im going to be quite honest....i love this girl maggie..she is totally the shit. and bkkk invited me and the ash out to eat with them tonight...and of course we went. so CHEERS FOR BKKK. yeah!!!

   

Can I Get A Happy Birfday???

ok a tribute the Patio on her 29th/50th birfday: it goes a little something like this:

Happy Birfday to you
Happy Birfday to you
You look like a monkey
And ya smell like one too!!!

Let's see, 50 years...holy cow. thats half a century old but only 5 decades. whomever said that i wasnt good in math can shut their hole. English on the other hand, i think not.