Becoming Sara

Just Another Late Night Rant?

Well it’s 12:13 in the morning and I just finished painting my nails. Tonight feels like one of those nights where I should have some random and completely stupid thing to be ranting about I really just can’t think of anything. It’s not like I have nothing to rant about because I’m sure if I really wanted to rant I could find a reason to rant. But I literally cannot find a single thing to rant about. It’s almost as if my mind was attacked by a HUGE bottle of white out and now there’s absolutely nothing in it. I’m even having a difficult time trying to find the words to finish this post. I’m just so tired and stressed all the time lately. I’m in constant pain because of my ankle. I always have a million thoughts running through my head all revolving around things that are no good for me. I never sleep. I’m constantly tired. Like physically and mentally exhausted yet no matter what I do I can’t sleep. Last night I was laying in bed for AT LEAST an hour trying to fall asleep. I need to find a way to clear my mind and stop thinking because at this rate I may never sleep again. Oh and did I mention I do not want to wake up in the morning for my 8 am music theory class? Yea tomorrow’s gonna be a fun day *sarcasm*. Well I guess it’s time for me to head to bed and listen to my playlist of songs on my iPhone that remind me of someone who I don’t need to be reminded of but listening to those songs is the only way I can seem to relax my body enough to sleep lately so off I go to my bed and my playlist. Goodnight moon. <3

it’s a ya-ya thing

i learned something in my psychology class today. on average more males are born every year than females. that raises the question why is it so hard for some of us to find the right guy or even just a good guy? and i have discovered the answer. it’s cause we have to go through that many more guys to find the ones that aren’t total douche bags. and in the end you’ll appreciate and love him that much more. cause trust me. he’ll be worth all the waiting and searching. i know it’s not alot but i hope it helps.  

<3 just think pretty pink-and-blue thoughts… <3

my stupid broken ankle :P

well tomorrow morning at 7:55 AM the stitches are coming out. all 17 of them. let me just say as big of a deal as this is, i’m freaking out. i’m REALLY terrified it’s gonna hurt and i’m already in so much pain every moment of every day that i don’t feel like having anymore pain. but i know this is a good thing. it’s progress. and it means i’m that much closer to being fully healed. baby steps, sara. just remember to take baby steps. and try to stop being so scared. you’re safe. you’re healthy. you’re loved. that’s what matters.