I can't believe it! Someone deleted me as a friend on facebook-the worst part, they didn't delete Leah. Nice. I am SO pissed! I'm kind of like the Hulk (only cuter) you really don't want to get me angry-that little f***er's going to pay!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Stolen from Julie-thanks Julie for making me giggle…a lot!
-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
-There is a great need for sarcasm font.
-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what was going on when I first saw it.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
- LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty,and you can wear them forever.
- Bad decisions make good stories
-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
-When I meet a new girl/guy, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
-There is a great need for sarcasm font.
-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what was going on when I first saw it.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
- LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty,and you can wear them forever.
- Bad decisions make good stories
-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
-When I meet a new girl/guy, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
How many is too many?
How many versions of the same song on iTunes is the maximum a greedy person should have?
Well, if they didn’t produce so many versions (and remixes) this wouldn’t be a problem and I wouldn’t need to ask!
Well, if they didn’t produce so many versions (and remixes) this wouldn’t be a problem and I wouldn’t need to ask!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Uh, I have a question.
Me: Uh, then how come guys at church aren't asking me out?
EQ Representative: Because second base is off limits to the Elders Quorum.
The next night talking with the girls....
Me: But that doesn't answer my question!
Leah & Bridgette: Uh, yes it does!
EQ Representative: Because second base is off limits to the Elders Quorum.
The next night talking with the girls....
Me: But that doesn't answer my question!
Leah & Bridgette: Uh, yes it does!
Monday, August 17, 2009
Fun with Cherilyn
I may not have boyfriends, but I’m sure glad I have girlfriends! Cherilyn invited us to go out with her on her cousin’s boat last Saturday and it was (to quote Julie) hecka fun! I only brought my phone so the pictures aren’t that great.
Leah, on a boat! 
Cherilyn and her fierce wakeboarding skillz! 
Leah’s first time wakeboarding and she got up after her fourth try! 
My favorite picture from the day, I think Cher looks so cute!
More family, little Trinity was in the middle of saying “Orange Flag” for the 90th time. She was pretty adorable though. 
I didn’t do any wakeboarding, but I did go out in the tube with Leah, so not a complete wimp. 
See!
After we went back to Rob’s and awaiting us were two huge bouquets of gorgeous flowers, I feel so spoiled.
Next up, our turn to spoil Cherilyn. We took her out on the town to get our “Bollygrooves” on and to celebrate India’s Independence at The Crocodile. After getting us all in for free (yes, I am that cool) we snagged a table in the balcony
and watched as everyone started shuffling in. 
Eventually I couldn't stand it any longer and I had to get up and dance 
and then went down to the dance floor and cut a rug by my lonesome (like usual and how it will always be), but it was ok because this gorgeous Indian woman told me I was “way sexy”. :D 
After that the Henna artist came and gave us all free tats! :D It was totally awesome! 
Cherilyn 
Leah 
Me 
A perfect end to a perfect day, thanks Cher!
Leah, on a boat! 
Cherilyn and her fierce wakeboarding skillz! 
Leah’s first time wakeboarding and she got up after her fourth try! 
My favorite picture from the day, I think Cher looks so cute!
More family, little Trinity was in the middle of saying “Orange Flag” for the 90th time. She was pretty adorable though. 
I didn’t do any wakeboarding, but I did go out in the tube with Leah, so not a complete wimp. 
See!After we went back to Rob’s and awaiting us were two huge bouquets of gorgeous flowers, I feel so spoiled.
Next up, our turn to spoil Cherilyn. We took her out on the town to get our “Bollygrooves” on and to celebrate India’s Independence at The Crocodile. After getting us all in for free (yes, I am that cool) we snagged a table in the balcony
and watched as everyone started shuffling in. 
Eventually I couldn't stand it any longer and I had to get up and dance 
and then went down to the dance floor and cut a rug by my lonesome (like usual and how it will always be), but it was ok because this gorgeous Indian woman told me I was “way sexy”. :D 
After that the Henna artist came and gave us all free tats! :D It was totally awesome! 
Cherilyn 
Leah 
Me 
A perfect end to a perfect day, thanks Cher! Video, video, video!
I posted some videos from the last few months on youtube (because facebook won't let me)-enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/sarahannepearce
http://www.youtube.com/sarahannepearce
Friday, August 14, 2009
Much too, much too, much too much!
That’s me; I’m “too much”.
For the past year or so I’ve had countless men tell my girlfriends or me that I’m “too much”. What the hell does that mean?
For the longest time I took it as an insult, which it was probably meant to be-insecure guys can be douchebags*. It was said as if I was the one in the wrong; I had too much personality and verve for those guys (spun with a negative connotation) and they couldn’t “handle” it and I’m ashamed to admit, tears were shed as a result**. No one likes being told that, but I’ve come to realize that the deficiency lies with them not me and it should be taken as a compliment not an insult.
I am too much for these guys. I have too much personality, spunk, sass, intelligence, talent and am definitely too sexy for them. It’s no wonder most guys that I meet or know don’t ask me out.
Now I’m not trying to be vain, I have insecurities about my attractiveness just like all girls (even hot girls need to be told they're hot). In fact for the past week I have been in a depressed mood brought about by some comments made by someone that has exaggerated (in my own mind) my own physical inadequacies. Some things I cannot change, but thanks to Leah and listening to a little AC/DC I have learned that being “too much” is a blessing. Take a look at the lyrics to “Touch too Much”:
It was one of those nights
When you turned out the lights
And everything comes into view
She was taking her time I was losing my mind
There was nothing that she wouldn't do
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
She knew we was making love
I was so satisfied
Deep down inside
Like a hand in a velvet glove
CHORUS: Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Too much for my body, too much for my brain
This kind of woman's gonna drive me insane
She's got a touch, a touch too much
She had the face of an angel
Smiling with sin
A body of Venus with arms
Dealing with danger
Stroking my skin
Let the thunder and lightning start
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
It wasn't that she didn't care
She wanted it hard
And wanted it fast
She liked it done medium rare
CHORUS
Seems like a touch, touch too much
You know it's much too much, much too much
I really want to feel your touch too much
Girl you know you're getting me much too much
Seems like a touch
Just a dirty little touch
I really need your touch
Cause you're much too much too much too much
I might be “too much” for most guys, but why would I want most guys? I’m blessed; someday I will find a man that can “handle” me. Can handle my personality and can keep up with my energy, can handle the stares and jealousy from other men and can handle my wit and talents instead of being insecure by them. I won’t be “too much” for him-I will be just right and because of that, he will be extraordinary.
*Julie, not the person that told you, it was said with no animosity towards me.
**Note to reader, I feel it all. You know like the Feist song, I truly do feel it all. Emotions come easy for me, and with that-crying. Now I’m not some big baby wailing at the drop of a hat, but purging your negative (or positive) feelings through tears is very cathartic. I once even cried on command in effort to create a better final for my Sign Language class. I signed “You Were Mine” by the Dixie Chicks and half way through shed those show stopping tears. It did create the added “oomph” to my performance, but also caused much concern from my teacher who thought I had been greatly scorned by some boy. Not the case, I’m just a good actress.
When you turned out the lights
And everything comes into view
She was taking her time I was losing my mind
There was nothing that she wouldn't do
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
She knew we was making love
I was so satisfied
Deep down inside
Like a hand in a velvet glove
CHORUS: Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Too much for my body, too much for my brain
This kind of woman's gonna drive me insane
She's got a touch, a touch too much
She had the face of an angel
Smiling with sin
A body of Venus with arms
Dealing with danger
Stroking my skin
Let the thunder and lightning start
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
It wasn't that she didn't care
She wanted it hard
And wanted it fast
She liked it done medium rare
CHORUS
Seems like a touch, touch too much
You know it's much too much, much too much
I really want to feel your touch too much
Girl you know you're getting me much too much
Seems like a touch
Just a dirty little touch
I really need your touch
Cause you're much too much too much too much
I might be “too much” for most guys, but why would I want most guys? I’m blessed; someday I will find a man that can “handle” me. Can handle my personality and can keep up with my energy, can handle the stares and jealousy from other men and can handle my wit and talents instead of being insecure by them. I won’t be “too much” for him-I will be just right and because of that, he will be extraordinary.
*Julie, not the person that told you, it was said with no animosity towards me.
**Note to reader, I feel it all. You know like the Feist song, I truly do feel it all. Emotions come easy for me, and with that-crying. Now I’m not some big baby wailing at the drop of a hat, but purging your negative (or positive) feelings through tears is very cathartic. I once even cried on command in effort to create a better final for my Sign Language class. I signed “You Were Mine” by the Dixie Chicks and half way through shed those show stopping tears. It did create the added “oomph” to my performance, but also caused much concern from my teacher who thought I had been greatly scorned by some boy. Not the case, I’m just a good actress.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Linkup re: Swedish Guy
Remember this guy?
Well I got another email from him over the weekend. It went a little something like this:
Subject: I just moved to Seattle area, friends?
Hello there!
I just wanted to say hi and how are you? Hope your weekend is awesome and that you are having fun. I thought you seemed really fun and cool, so I figured I would send you a message. Also, of course, I am interested in getting to know more about you! Isnt this internet thing a blast?
Anyway, I am a pretty chill guy, l am a HOOT to hang out with, and I love sports. Looking to make some friends on here, and hey, why not you?? I was born and raised in Sweden, have been all over Europe and also in the US by now. Love to travel! Anyway, if you are up for it, write me back, I would like to think that you wont regret it.
Talk to you later???
AHHHAHHHAHHAHHHAHHHHAHHHHHAHHHAHHAHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Why won’t he leave me alone?? I think I might email him back and tell him I have a boyfriend, or better yet that I’m engaged. Maybe then he’ll leave me alone.
Well I got another email from him over the weekend. It went a little something like this:
Subject: I just moved to Seattle area, friends?
Hello there!
I just wanted to say hi and how are you? Hope your weekend is awesome and that you are having fun. I thought you seemed really fun and cool, so I figured I would send you a message. Also, of course, I am interested in getting to know more about you! Isnt this internet thing a blast?
Anyway, I am a pretty chill guy, l am a HOOT to hang out with, and I love sports. Looking to make some friends on here, and hey, why not you?? I was born and raised in Sweden, have been all over Europe and also in the US by now. Love to travel! Anyway, if you are up for it, write me back, I would like to think that you wont regret it.
Talk to you later???
AHHHAHHHAHHAHHHAHHHHAHHHHHAHHHAHHAHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Why won’t he leave me alone?? I think I might email him back and tell him I have a boyfriend, or better yet that I’m engaged. Maybe then he’ll leave me alone.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
My two favorite Saturday activities:
The Beach: 
and Gelato:
Unfortunatly, I couldn't enjoy them on the same Saturday. The weather today was a little nippy to go and sit at the beach, but I enjoyed a nice walk around Greenlake and some gelato with Leah. A chill Saturday (in more ways than one) but awesome none the less.
and Gelato:
Unfortunatly, I couldn't enjoy them on the same Saturday. The weather today was a little nippy to go and sit at the beach, but I enjoyed a nice walk around Greenlake and some gelato with Leah. A chill Saturday (in more ways than one) but awesome none the less.
Friday, August 07, 2009
I'm pretty sure that
Julie is the only one (save my mother) that reads my blog-so this one's for her.
Julie, we love and miss you and can't wait until the month is over when you will return home. Also, some shtuff (thank you Whitney!) has gone down (oh the gossip) and we need to talk, so when you get a chance please give me a call!
Loves!!! Oh, and I'm so happy you now play that Kanye remix in surgery!!! Addicting, yes? :D
Julie, we love and miss you and can't wait until the month is over when you will return home. Also, some shtuff (thank you Whitney!) has gone down (oh the gossip) and we need to talk, so when you get a chance please give me a call!
Loves!!! Oh, and I'm so happy you now play that Kanye remix in surgery!!! Addicting, yes? :D
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