my girls, mis chicas, yangu wasichana

I am so very lucky to have some of the most beautiful girls as my best friends, they keep me happy, strong, and laughing which i owe them everyday for. Ive had a gorgeous day with my haskers and spent the night at emmers on sunday night, 4 of the most important people to me. This may potentially be one of the shortest and soppiest blog posts i have written so far but i cannot see what more i can write other than what i just have, and to brag about having the best people i have ever met close to me constantly.
sisi ni kweli mashoga
-Swahili, the language of harah.

'baby, kisses dont lie'

first day i didn't write yesterday dun dun dunnnnnnnn. But in my defense it was for good reason i had a wonderful night out with some of the chicas, and i managed to bump into so many people i very rarely get to see and it was beyond lovely, it was a chance to have a drunken catch up and do lots of girly kissing and cuddling and it was just what the doctor ordered.

and then today - today i have done nothing, absolutely nothing. such a regret now due to the fact i know that today was my only proper day to get some work done, and i have done exactly nothing. well done sarah, give yourself an almighty pat on the back.

'we're just two friends, two good friends, two best friends'

my lob yogurt

Hannah - noun - the most amazing best friend, my best friend, words cant even describe her so this definition is pointless, loved for the wonderful surprises she springs on me and the way she never fails to know how to cheer me up, the person i come to first with any news, problem or issue, the person i spend most of my time with, the person who i know will always be there to point out the new spots on my face, or call me a slag when necessary, to become protective over me, to buy my dinner when i'm skint, to use all my face-wipes, to beg for a Sarah made toasty, to shake junk with, to get down to a bit of jess, to spoon when we're drunk, to mock my hat from greece, to argue jacob is better than edward, or to fall in love with charlie st. cloud with, let me stay at her house on a weeknight, to let me use her toothbrush,  to take me to the hospital when i break my bones, a sister to me, and a perfect one at that.

'jealousy's the ugliest trait'

so, i am jealous. like really jealous. like annoying jealous, of my nineteen year old brother who witnessed the genius that is Frank Turner in York yesterday. My friend hannah and i were dead set on going but had zero method of transport and tickets sold out like god knows what, so the fact my brother got his hands on one or two made me even more well, jealous. I'd love to see Frank so much, but always miss the opportunity for the simplest of reasons, all i'd really like is to be in his presence as he sings the beautiful compositions that always make me feel like i've had a slap in the face when ive finished listening to the album. In a good way of course, like he's yelling at me to pull myself the hell together, after all 'the only thing thats left to do is live.'
Also i am deeeeesperate to see Never Let Me Go, i started reading the book and its so enticing and originally beautiful that ive gotten far too impatient and just was to delve into it right now. like right now. The actors are cast so brilliantly, that there is not chance in hell the film cannot be a success, but i suppose the fact it opened London film festival says it all, so my conclusion is that i will treat a friend to see it, maybe tuesday, for free - the perks of being an Odeon employee.

utter beauty

'what you don't have now will come back again'

So i discovered Noah and The Whale's new single properly yesterday and have been addicted since, L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N has really uplifted my spirits and put a little bit more of a spring in my step. I haven't listened to them intently for years, but im really impressed with their new material, and it kicked me up the backside good and proper. Half term starts tomorrow and i am so excited that i could happily count the hours until 3:35, however i wont do that, as it would be tedious and incredibly weird to read. I am just in dire need of a solid rest, although im aware of the mountain of work i'll have to do, my brain is begging me to have a rest and my eyes really are craving some time in the land of nod. Therefore i am planning on spending some quality tiempo con las chicas, catching up on art, learning some spanish, seeing my most important boy-friend john, and catching up with people i dont attend college with. not to mention -

LONDON, ah London, that amazingly fabulous place. My mother is taking my siblings and i for a little escape and it will no doubt be the highlight of my week, maybe ever month, or year... She has booked us in to see three west end productions very very very close to my heart (more about them nearer the time) which makes the time i will spend there ever more sacred.

i am so impressed i am keeping this up - praise me.

J to the - E to the - double S - I - E

I am completely and utterly uncontrollably obsessed and in love with the goddess that is Jessie J.  I have been listening to her for about five months now and she is just a sheer inspiration! every song manages to give me goosebumps and the lyrics are so amazing words can only begin to express they're beauty.I would love to meet her more than anything else at the moment, she changes my mood in a heartbeat and her personality matches the brilliance of her song writing, and as sad as it may appear, i feel as though i know her (this leads to my Jessie days, like today, where i kinda feel like i am her, the tiniest bit)

i am one of these people who get rather possesive over the things i adore, and i can feel myself getting like this over Jessie, i become aggitated and really wound up when younger people or even people my age begin to obsess over her when i know they've only heard the songs she has actually released, potentially one of my biggest downfalls but i can't help it, because frankly i know i love her more. the absolute most.

perfection

Also - i have had so so so so so much college work at the moment and it really does stress me out to the maximo, the extent of my night has been spent attempting to concentrate on writing a spanish essay. I dont know what is wrong with me at the moment but my motivation is near none existent,  therefore i have decided over half term i shall do whatever it takes to get my work up to scratch (please never hold me to that).

four hours later...

'and i, will let you choke, on the noose around your neck'

so i just wrote a wonderfully large blog post and it deleted itself, in a nutshell, i had one of those days, the days you never want to acknowledge again.

i woke late with han, got a glorious lift to college, assembly, lit, spanish, art, went home, changed, ate, went to work, came home, had an argument thrust upon me, wrote - february fifteenth in 31 words.

Valentines

happy lovey dovey eccesive sop day that makes you kinda wanna vom.
okay that was a bit extreme, realistically i dont actually care about valentines day in the slightest, its not that i dislike it or love it, I'm simply completely impartial. Even when i have been with someone, and in one of the strongest relationships ever, i still haven't felt the need to celebrate it, if you're in love you should show it everyday, and concentrating your feelings into a mere 24 hours is just well, silly.
on a more cheerful note, i am writing, which it impressive for me seen as it is late, and technically still the 14th of february in my mind, we'll pretend.

I spent today in the most beautiful way possible, a meal with the girls and then a lovely 'movie night' which in fact resulted in a large gathering to view Glee, but it was just what we all needed, a day to defy convention and celebrate the beauty of 'sisters before misters' 

<3

And what is even better, i ended up in Hannah's bed reading my favourite childhood book, which she bought me to reduce my sadness after the craziest of break ups, shes amazing - day. made. 

Dabbleeeeeee

hello

so i decided to jump on the bandwagon and join the blogging craze...(that is if you can call knowing all of about 4 friends with a blog, a craze)
the plan is to write everyday, even though i can tell you now it will not be everyday, seen as college work and actual work work have my life ridiculously, and time seems to be rationed.
for those who dont know me, the point that you all know me at this moment in time isnt valid, im Sarah, occasionally removing the 'h' to sound more spanish. i'm seventeen in 45 days, and i am ridiculously dramatic,
i have the worst habit of not making my I's capital or including apostrophes, so i apologise if that will make your skin crawl.
i'll write tomorrow, hopefully.