tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73984264962793589842011-09-19T10:56:07.040-06:00The dithyrambic expression of my views and feelings about life, the universe, and everything.Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-30684993990961947122011-05-04T12:01:00.002-06:002011-05-04T12:28:03.172-06:00

When a big shock happens emotions can get tangled up with you not know truly how you feel about it. Take 9/11 for example. When watching the towers burn most people just felt shock; their other emotions fade to the background for an indeterminate amount of time. Then a few minutes, hours, days, or weeks pass by and BOOM!!! Your true feelings hit the pavement and they may not always be what you

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-23278488079740709792010-11-10T22:02:00.002-07:002010-11-10T22:07:20.560-07:00

So I just want to get it out there that I am a nerd. I love to play games, both board and video. I love playing Magic. I love movies. I love music. I love musicals. I love reading. I love cooking. I love arts and crafts. But right now what I love most of all is RPGs. My friends Chris, Miriam, Sam, and Karen and I have two RPGs going at the moment. They are both Star Wars themed. I

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So I am officially a merited employee for the state of Utah. But a lot of good that does me when I would rather be in graduate school. Currently I feel stuck in my life. I enjoy working at the hospital but I want to do more. I want to help more. I feel so restricted in trying to help. I feel like I am incompetent and con not do my job. Sure I am an awesome tech when it comes to doing groups

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-7150917569640451522010-04-29T12:34:00.001-06:002010-04-29T12:34:50.245-06:00

I find myself wanting to talk about the last two years. I would be doing this on my blog but unfortunately I have a computer virus that is messing with the websites I am allowed to access. It tells me I am not allowed to go to my blog because it is insecure. So whatever, retarded viruses. But anywho. . . The last two years. It sounds like I just got done with a mission; which in some ways is true

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So work is getting stressful. It feels like my boss never give positive comments to anyone and it is really getting all of the staffs' morale down. We also are very stressed out do to the environment on the unit. Almost none of the kids follow directions. The last few days we have had kids in and out of seclusions all day. We have two 1:1s and one 2:1. It is getting ridiculous. The other

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So I found out about a week and a half ago that my little sister has decided that when she moves out of my parents' house next year she wants nothing to do with the LDS church. I was and am very distraught by this news. But worse was yet to come.You see I already have two family members that are, shall we say, less than enthusiastic about the church. My oldest brother stopped going to church

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-57166946233996513122009-10-15T10:43:00.002-06:002009-10-15T10:53:11.940-06:00

So I have decided that I spend way too much time my computer. And it does not matter what I am doing. But, I have believe that this time spent in virtual space is detrimental to my well being. Thus, I am taking a hiatus from computers. Mean I will not turn on my laptop for two weeks. Neither will I use my roommates' laptops or my friends' computers. The only exception is when I have to do

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Sometimes I wish things had turned out differently. There are times I wish I were born in a completely different family with completely different values. I think that life would have been a lot easier if I did not have to face all of the temptations that I do. If I did not believe the things that I do. At time like this, I mentally smack myself across the face and say "of course life would

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-85311454008987998542009-10-05T21:23:00.000-06:002009-10-05T21:33:22.561-06:00

So life is extremely interesting sometimes. The cause of this current observation is crushes. Not the crushes that happen when a gigantic object falls on you, though you could compare being smacked in the face by cupids arrow of twitterpation as a gigantic object falling on you. So maybe I am speaking of both. But anywho. . . I have found since the recent break up that crushes are becoming

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So here is how life is going for me at the moment. In the last few month I have started a new job, moved into a new apartment, found a new boyfriends, got hired at another new job, broke up with said boyfriend, and enjoyed every minute of it.I know that God has a plan for me. I am just a little tired of trying to figure out what it is. I love the Church and always will. I trust the Lord

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-24200731142861141532009-05-18T13:19:00.000-06:002009-05-19T09:49:57.434-06:00

So I am exceptionally happy and extremely depressed all at the same time. In a little over 4 months almost all of my friends will be married. All of my best friends will have gone off and gotten hitched. This is what makes me so happy. I cannot even begin to express the joy I feel for my friends who are already married and those who are soon to be such. I am excited and willing to help with

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So, my roommates have moved out. Finally. I am so happy that they are gone. I have never had a worse set of roommate. They all decided that they hated me for no reason. So whenever I would ask for something I was shot down in the worst way. But whatever. They are gone now. And I have amazing new roommates. One is my best friend Miriam. The other is the amazingly awesome Lindsay. I am

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I know that I said I was turning over a happier leaf, but the reality is that there is nothing interesting to write about if it is all sunshine and rainbows. And the fact of the matter is that no one care enough about me to even read my blog anyway, so what does it matter if I am mean. Also today was the last straw. It seems so contradictory for me to both love and absolutely hate the people I

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Megan had her baby!!! And guess what? She is absolutely gorgeous! I cannot wait to meet you Eliana. Also Megan I am so jealous; I hope I look a pretty as you do after labor.The stats:Who Eliana Marie WellsWhat 6 lbs. 11 oz., 19 inchesWhere ProvoWhen 3:37 PMWhy Because Megan was pregnant, duh!Eli, we all love you and

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So I realize that ll of my posts up until now have been depressing and sad, as well as full of hate. So ignore those. For now I have decided I am going to be happy if it kills me. I have so much going for me it is ridiculous. I am going to get into Grad School, I have tons of friends, I have a pseudo niece, I am pretty, and generally likable. I am basically amazing, heck I am a daughter of

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I have the sense of dread. I watch people move past and all I feel is negative towards them. I can not help but think that I want to be as far away from them as possible. When people are talking I cannot wait for them to stop. I am alone. I have no one. All the people I know have moved on, never to be seen again. People are mad at me for no reason. I have no idea why. I just want to curl

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Let me tell you, there has been some massive roommate drama in the past week. But right now all is well. I talked with one of my roommates and found out some things and she found out some things about me and began to see the problems through my eyes. I found out some things about her and about the roommate that has been the reason for stress and sadness. Things are good at the moment, but

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I have found that my group of friends is becoming polarized. On one side there are those who always hang out together and on the other there is a similar group. Now they are all friends, but they don;t seem to want to do things together. I find it hard to be in the middle because I want to be friends with both sides and I want to spend time with both sides, but sadly Albert Einstein is dead

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-30557804478581088362008-10-29T22:08:00.000-06:002008-10-29T22:10:46.432-06:00

So I have no understanding when it comes to people. Maybe I am just completely and utterly socially inept. But I don't seem to understand them. I don't know how to interact with them without saying something rude. I don't know how to interpret what they are saying or how they are saying it. Well, social Darwinism says that I will not make it that far if I can't figure it out. So we will see

Sarah Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885986303254707668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398426496279358984.post-13328588733497952882008-10-28T23:10:00.000-06:002008-10-28T23:27:31.529-06:00

So where is it? Could someone please tell me? Where the hell is it and why can't I find it? If this were paper and the ink, it probably would not be readable through the tears. I have found that I have no place. I fit no where. I have tried and my puzzle piece does not fit in the world I live in. I am a stranger looking in. You know those old stories where they have that one kid looking

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So I have an ex. Who doesn't? Well the issue is, that every time I think that I have finally forgiven him for hurting me so badly, I realize no I still want him dead. I keep praying to God that I will forgive him. That I can be happy again. That I can find someone. That he, yes I even pray for the jerk, will find joy. Because if I don't then I will never be able to stop myself from hating

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So I am seriously sad. For those that know me, you know that one of my favorite things in this world is earrings. I have a fetish for them. I love nothings more than a cute pair. Well today was a sad day. I lost one half of my favorite pair. I searched for an hour and could not find it. I looked and looked, but to no prevail. The worst part is that I have no idea how it happened. One

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So not going to lie, I have a bunch of guy friends, probably more guys friends than girls friends. I also hang out with them a lot. So the fact is I get to know them. And I mean really get to know them. I see and hear things they probably would not do or say around girls they were actually interested in. Which is great, don't get me wrong, I quite enjoy it. I prefer total honesty, plus what

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How hard is it for people to stop talking when asked politely to do so?

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First on libraries. . .Honestly how hard is it to either check out a book or return it to the circulation desk. I hate trying to find something to use on a paper and being unable to get the book from the library. It is one thing if it were checked out because then I have some hope of getting it one day. But it makes me so angry when someone decides to hide it so no one else can use it. Come

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Is it just me or are men utterly confusing. I have a lot of guy friends and at the moment no boyfriend. I spend a lot of time with my guy friends. We watch movies, play games, go out for food, or just sit around and talk. I love it. But at the same time I hate it.You see there is nothing worse then constantly seeing these great guys and being so frustrated that neither you nor them can find

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As an explanation for why I chose the name and URL that I did.First, a couple of years ago I used to keep a journal semi-religiously. Then I found writing too slow for my thoughts. So I began to keep one on my laptop. This too became too tedious. So I began to publish notes on social networking sites. But I found that there I could not really say all that I wanted because I risked offending

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