WHAT?! WHAT?! Is it time for a new entry by the all-powerful, radiant and magnificent queen empress sara?!

So I made up the last part, but I really am doing an entry. Dedicated to Ryan, as is every other thing I do in my life.

Let's see......the only thing in my immediate memory is Spring Break, which was just fuckin' fantastic. I ditched my last few classes and went home early, to see the fam and my meow meow, and sleep in my marvelous bed. The weekend started well with a trip to Madison Square Garden for the NCAA Men's Basketball Big East Tournament quarterfinals. Wow, that's a mouthful. (Invokes memories of chef and other vulgar things--for my boys) Anyways, the next couple days involved me sleeping and catching up on some errands in the bury. I loved seeing Nate and Mickey among others, but then Monday I went to see Jay down in the city. It was very awesome, and I still love Jay as much as always. We're getting married, you know.

Part two of spring break was JO-JA! Also known by non-idiots as Georgia. That makes me the idiot, of course...It could be worse. So listen up fuckers, I had a great time there. The first night was just mad partying, getting my little brother drunk and wandering home for at least an hour. Mind you, the house was approximately 1/2 a mile from where we were. St. Patrick's day is just totally outrageous in Savannah, so we enjoyed it for all we could. In true Irish tradition we began drinking at 9 in the morning, before the longest parade in the world started. Seriously, it started at ten and was still going on when I went to the store at 2. We engaged in some lovely outdoor activities, going to the beach and searching the nature preserve for alligators, of which we saw at least fifteen or twenty. One was very very close and it definitely could have eaten me without question. But I guess I just worked my sexy womanly charm on him to lull him into a stupor. And by that, I mean he was basking in the sun and didn't give a fuck about us tourists looking at him. Also did some shopping, lots of walking, and exploring the beautiful historic district of Savannah.

The trip home was pretty shaisty, as I went from Savannah to Washington DC to Hartford. Then, my flight to Chi-town was cancelled and I had to be re-routed, making me miss my connection by five minutes. Sooo I got to wait in the bus and shuttle center of O'Hare for three hours and then have a three hour bus ride back to campus. All in all, it was 20 straight hours of travelling in cars, airplanes, and buses. But at least I didn't get on the plane of my cancelled flight which was broken, cause then I probably would have died. And I didn't really feel like dying yesterday.

Now I'm back at school and doing work again. I have a piano lesson tomorrow which I am so far from ready for, but I can't practice because my wrist hurts like a biaaatch. I don't know what's wrong with it, but it started hurting on my kayak trip through the intercoastal waterways of Georgia. Hopefully it's not something crappy like carpal tunnel or tendonitis, though I really have a feeling it is. Half of this essay was typed only with my left hand, as it also hurts to type. But life goes on.

Well kids, I do believe it's time for this entry to end. I hope you are satisfied.

Miss and Love, Sara 

Okay, first of all, I'm sorry for the abrupt ending of the last entry. I'm sure it left you terribly unsatisfied, and for this I apoligize.

Moving on, today I got a letter from my buddy Ryan Thomas James Alexander Samuel Jeffrey Kelly, and it made my happy. Though I think the HTML scribblings made me dumber.

So I guess I haven't really done much since the last entry, because I can't think of anything worth mentioning. I mostly spend my days working on my valentines (which are incredibly beautiful and creative by the way-some of my favorites to date) and practicing the pi-n-ano. AKA piano. AND, this is funny...I figured out I do about 500% more work for ONE class (lessons) I have for a half an hour a week than I do for my 15 hours of other classes COMBINED. Wow, slightly disproportional, I'd say. But it's worth it, because I'm slowly getting better, and have a good time re-learning a lot of musical info.

So this weekend, Anna is gone, and I think everyone else I know is also gone. This means that I will be playing music as loud as possible all weekend long and singing and making faces in the mirror. FANTASTIC. I'll probably make some more valentines, watch movies, and get really drunk at least once. Good times, good times.

Suggestion: pull out an old Mix CD from like 1998 or so and listen to it. You will be surprised at what is on the CD, and it's really entertaining to see how much shitty music you listened to a few years ago. And by shitty, I mean incredibly awesome. :)

It's 3'oclock-ish and I'm already starting to get bored, because Pdiddy just left. Patti...is my friend who lives next door and sometimes I like to be an idiot and call her that. HA we listened to awesome NSync today and successfully got every girl on our side of the floor who was here in the hallway dancing. You can't deny the wholesome goodness of the first NSync CD. I'm sorry, that's just how it is.

Well, I'm looking forward to a good night tonight...maybe some music with Aaron, and a party at the delts with Adam. That makes me sound like a slut, but honestly, I am Sara Maki. Come on.

Until later, peace out kids. Miss and Love.

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HEY HEY Y'ALL

And now for the sparse and incredibly random updating of xanga...

First of all, I'm back at school. My flight here was pretty decent, as I did meet a pretty cool lady who I talked to the entire way. Since I've been here, I've just been getting back into the swing of things. My schedule is awesome this semester, seeing as I have things like Spanish, International Studies, Acting, Psychology, Speech, and oh shit, piano. I say oh shit because I have to practice. NOW. goodybe.