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    Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008
    11:06 am
    Saturday, May 5th, 2007
    4:49 pm
    LJ=history
    Just letting y'all know I am not falling off the face of the earth, but am trying to eliminate Internet Apathy by deleting this account. it has been fun/useful but now is no longer. Email/call/write.
    Peanut Butter,
    Sarah
    Thursday, April 12th, 2007
    11:59 pm
    Today consisted of,
    radio station (did not fuck up ONCE--I even helped avert a fuckup!! although John did make me read a PSA about bra decorating.)
    ENVS 23 section
    picnic with Erica
    ENVS 23
    work and meeting, getting bagels from the cafe compost, and eating too many
    music section which lasted for 10 minutes, consisting of guy saying "come for 15 minutes on thursdays and practice piano" (shit I need to learn that instrument, oh well I am stoked)
    relaxing and eating chocolate chips
    PICA class, always fun, and really super amazing dinner...I hope whoever is making dinner next emails me so we can coordinate
    swimming with Becca and Henry
    good times with potato stamps, fencing, arts and crafts, strawberries, "tattoos" a leather jacket and friends
    Wednesday, April 4th, 2007
    12:19 am
    You sisters Wegener need to put your addresses in my journal a few entries back like I said to if you want any mailbox Lovin'! DO IT!
    way to ruin my easter surprise (just kidding but I want your addresses where I can find them please
    Saturday, March 31st, 2007
    3:07 pm
    A solemn quest:
    ...to, in the month of April, not eat ANY peanut butter.

    Peanut butter in stir fry=OK. But no peanut butter out of the jar and no peanut butter baking unless bee makes that amazing thing.

    So. No [literal] peanut butter for one month. Ready, go.
    this will be hard. i have an open jar in the cupboard...the better to challenge yourself with my dear.

    Spring break ruled so much it is hard to express. I have THE BEST friends I could ever ask for. It was perfect pretty much except far too short. Ahhhhh the love.

    Current Mood: determined
    Sunday, March 18th, 2007
    8:32 pm
    Don't think twice, it's all right!
    Santa Cruz is full of surprises and little things that make me grin.
    Critical Mass went amazingly! We were sort of constructively critical--about 15--but we made lots of noise and took over Bay and half of Mission and the downtown rally was neat. Lots of kind people, old people, young parents with little kids, students, the usual crowd. Reminded me of Bellingham a lot, actually. Came home and spent St Patty's Day night being dead-beat from all the organizing and school stress and lack of sleep due to sleeping in Natasha's room the night before, finished my ENVS final and now all I have to do is deal with my stats. Gotta figure out when office hours are.
    Hiking in Pogonip today wasn't half bad either. Definitely taking N there, perhaps we can bring our guitars.
    Found some Mugwort! I am going to see what it does to my dreams! It's under my pillow. Tomorrow I will make it into tea. I might try smoking it too and see which has the greatest effect. Whee, I am a biology/psychology experiment! Haha, I guess aren't we all.
    I get to see four of my very favorite people in less than a week.
    I made vegan chili today. It is excellent.
    Tony made me a playlist, put a bunch of his folky stuff on it. And taught me to play the chords for Wild Horses.
    I fucked up putting the bike trailer on Matt's bike and had to borrow a wrench from David. I think because he reminds me of my dad as far as being good at talking about what he learns and being really smart about fixing things and building things and political stuff, I was scared he'd get really mad at me and think I was stupid. Even though I've never seen him angry. But all he said was "Oh I see what happened--it's on wrong, see?" and I did and was like "shit, yeah, that was dumb of me" and his answer was "Oh it's fine...it's only a machine!"
    amazing.
    Time to play some music maybe? Too bad everyone else is all busy with finals.
    Friday, March 16th, 2007
    8:46 pm
    Critical Mass
    I am organizing a Critical Mass ride with my friend because we have been at war for oil in Iraq for four years this weekend. Well, Monday, technically. I am sorry we are still at war, excited to be doing something, and nervous about pissing off/alienating community members. Santa Cruz is such a nice place...it seems as if it doesn't need any stirring up. But bubbles must be burst and maybe I can help with that.
    I am sorry because I read the news, and I have heard the same story firsthand from my friends in El Salvador. I also just read "Persepolis," a comic-book version of Iranian history from the viewpoint of a little girl.
    I am a little nervous, less about police and things (I'm in Santa Cruz, after all) than about the Santa Cruz community's reactions to us. I do not want to be a part of a body of pretentious college students who engage in protest just because it is exciting.
    Looking at that sentence, I feel silly for worrying. I am empowered by student protests in my town, Bellingham, because we share that sentiment. But Will, my Santa Cruzian friend, says he can't get into it because it's like preaching to the choir.
    We're not, though. We're riding down to support the peace rally downtown, which is a community event.
    I'm excited because I am doing something. Experiencing something, as a good friend put it. It won't stop the war. It won't bring our soldiers home or stop civilians from getting shot on their way to work. But maybe it'll get someone else to read the paper critically. Maybe it'll get some student on their bike. Maybe some driver will be inspired to leave his car at home.
    I know Critical Mass can piss drivers off. I don't want to be antagonistic. But if I'm going to, I'm going to do it on my bike for a reason that people should be angry about.
    Now I am inspired to do school. Which could be a whole nother rant. But shan't be.
    Also, now I am all pumped for Critical Mass. Whatever that little yak did I guess it was good for me. I hope lots of people show! I wish I'd made it down to the Bike Church...oh well, we flyered at the Farmers' Market.
    On another note: Great fun was had at the radio station yesterday early. AND John says we can cover a Beatles song, LIVE, some show. YAAAAAY!!!!
    and I got a phone call. One at the station and one at home. And for spring break I get to see nearly all my favorite people in one place. WHEEEE!

    Current Mood: peaceful
    Thursday, February 22nd, 2007
    9:55 pm
    what I should be doing:
    stats homework
    what I am doing:
    listening to Dave and Matt talk about girls
    "There's no point in even noticing asses anymore. Carolyn put them all to shame."

    Current Mood: amused
    Friday, February 2nd, 2007
    7:48 pm
    I'm not as steady and together as people think.
    I like to work and I am steady. But this does not mean I know what I want. On the contrary, I just take a different approach than other people, that being jumping way into the deep end to try things.
    Some time, and I feel like that time is getting sooner, I am going to jump into an entirely different kind of water, the fly by the seat of my pants kind. I am incredibly fascinated by mobile ways of life, by living under the radar, by other people, by adventure, by the people in the world that need help, by a way of life not facilitated entirely by money. Oh, I'll finish school, maybe a year off in the middle to get residency if it pans out like that, but there is no guarantee that I will do something amazing and career oriented after I get out. For all I know I will go live on a boat or want to go do volunteer work on an Indian reservation or who knows what.
    So I guess I am feeling bad that my family is paying for school and I must choose between letting them down or letting myself down. I'm thinking about applying for an internship that pays a quarter of my tuition, but I am scared that a)it will take too much time from studying and b) it will take too much time from the arguably more important study of people/social things.
    What to do?
    What really matters? Community, learning to be at home wherever I am? People? Environmental things. School? Friends.love.

    Current Mood: confused
    Tuesday, January 30th, 2007
    10:15 am
    sickness
    In which Sarah shares a waffle with a sick friend and is sorry...
    Last night I had sort of a headache and snuffles. So I went to bed at 10 and woke up every 2 hours with a progressively worse headache and dizziness. When my alarm clock rang it took me several minutes to turn it off because I woke up convinced that I was made of some Lego-related material and had to stick myself together in order to have joints. then I realized I could move my legs.
    so. now it is time to do work and make oatmeal.

    Current Mood: sick
    Monday, January 22nd, 2007
    4:35 pm
    Tuesday, January 16th, 2007
    12:19 am
    Food shelf=stocked
    Feet=sort of clean
    Bed=dirty
    Natasha=home
    Yams and carrots stir fried together with italian seasoning and pepper, and greens and tofu and coconut milk with onions and garlic=YUMMERS
    Catch with an orange at midnight=haha
    This weekend=lots of hiking and eating and swimming and gardening and music
    homework=technically done, but I probably forgot something
    Next weekend=camping with Moffa and photography madness
    Taki stuff=stuck in my head, learned on violin?
    Writing class=8 am
    Reading for writing class=I wanna learn to surf and get on a sailboat again and visit Boo's piece of shit in the harbor, not write a paper about other people's travel writing quality
    Time=fucking late
    PICA and The Village=AWESOME

    Current Mood: hyper
    Monday, January 15th, 2007
    12:01 am
    music, like always
    I'm listening to "When I'm Sixty-four."
    Plans are so funny. I cannot see beyond my nose, as far as mine are concerned.
    I can't tell if I am homesick. I'm certainly not sad, so I don't think that's it. I don't know what this weird achy feeling is.
    So,
    "Send me a letter, drop me a line stating point of view."
    If you haven't recently gotten a letter from me, can you post your address as a reply to this post? Otherwise I lose track of them.
    Thanks!
    Sarah/Orca
    Wednesday, January 10th, 2007
    5:37 pm
    People are what it's all about. No matter who you are, no matter how much you like nature or cars or anything else that is not people, there are too many people in this world to avoid them even if you wanted to.
    However, there seems to be what I've heard aptly put as a "wall of bullshit" in between people. I know this exists because I do it myself. It's become almost unconscious, the thinking one thing and saying another. And I don't know how to ask the right questions to get over this wall. I'm all right when I'm just meeting people, and I'm all right when I know people so well that they can't decide not to like me. But the stage in between is killer.
    After moving, I realized something. Everyone's got a story, viewpoints, family, love and an interest in life. No matter how similar or different from mine, it is none of my business to judge anyone. It's not as though I am ahead or behind anyone else. It's like bubbles, you expand into different bubbles as you learn to understand, but who has made it into what bubble is of no consequence.
    And I want the ability to show my interest in people.
    Sunday, December 24th, 2006
    10:40 pm
    Mmm.
    Christmas for me is another thanksgiving. Meaning I ponder why I am so very lucky, and we make and eat good food together. This Christmas has great potential to be the best ever because we have friends coming over. And I made all my presents except bought those for my immediate family, ironically enough.
    The only traditions my family has are: eating Monkey Bread on Christmas morning, getting a gigantic tree from out by Baker, and listing to this kid's Norwegian Christmas story on tape. In which the Kings of the Orient proclaim that Colombus "persecuted the Indians cruelly" and should have "stuck to the ships of the desert, for there is no more peaceful animal than a camel in the desert. And peace is the message of Christmas."
    As much as it has become a commercial fraud, as much as religious and secular agencies fight over its meaning, I choose to use this time of darkness and Advent, the time when light begins to return, as a chance to gather strength from all the love that surrounds me, and a chance to slip some of my love for others into gifts and candlelit silence.
    Can I mention, once again: I am in love with Bellingham.

    Current Mood: calm
    Thursday, December 21st, 2006
    1:09 am
    Perhaps a curse?
    I never want to interact with a food processor again. Not even Anne of Green Gables can boast of busting two food processors in one day. One at work and one at home.
    Break is going much too fast. And it is going to be much harder to leave this time around.

    Current Mood: frustrated/amused/exasperated
    Wednesday, December 6th, 2006
    6:35 pm
    Baaaaaah, finals.
    I am a good worker, a decent learner and a terrible studier.
    Like right now, I can't decide whether to study the law of cosines
    or Kantian ethical theory
    or stem cell derivation methods
    and what I really want to do is play guitar.
    BAAAAAAH.

    Current Mood: frantically studying
    Tuesday, December 5th, 2006
    9:54 am
    Situations and lessons
    There are a lot of things that I could learn from this.
    I could see it as "don't leave something pretty damn good for something potentially great."
    I could also see it as "don't try so hard to stick out." Or "stay where you are comfortable."
    But I've had experiences that contradict both of those. So the remaining lesson that I choose to learn is simply the old Paulo Coelho: "Follow your heart." Which Bee and others are helping me confirm.
    I keep forgetting that I have four years.
    Monday, December 4th, 2006
    11:27 pm
    I can run but I can't hide.
    I am kind of awkward.
    I am looking for a place where I am not the weird one. However, I am used to and rather like being the weird one; so this does not make sense.
    I like to help people who are sad. If they are not sad, that is better. But if they are sad I will help them happily. This is no burden to me. I like to take care of people. Some friends tell me not to do this. But what are we if we do not take care of each other? We have to be human.
    I hate conflict.
    I still have a lot of experimenting to do.
    I knew I was happy when I was happy, even though C8 wasn't the perfect place for me to live; all I really did was sleep/work there. But by doing that, apparently I made someone else happy, and was perfectly content myself.
    Once I was afraid to tell Meika something. I couldn't figure out why. That something ended up making me very unhappy. Meika was uncomfortable with this decision to move, too. I need to listen to those who love and know me best. Specially Meika, as we think much alike.
    I had a funny gut feeling. I need to pay attention to such things.
    Furthermore, I have moved, and am now unsure that it was the right thing to do.

    Current Mood: guilty/uncertain
    Sunday, December 3rd, 2006
    9:34 am
    Now is the time to slip away, from the California sun.
    I think it is. But first, I have a pretty free week and two finals.
    P.S. I live in the Village now! It is a pretty great community. I should go grocery shopping. And I will visit College 8. Because I like people there, too. I am glad that I like so many people.

    Current Mood: math
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