Sarah

Can someone please tell me what the fuck is happening with this team? Because I seriously do not get it. It's getting to the point where it's not even fun anymore.

Here I go, taking things too personally again.

Met my (second) favorite Red Wing tonight. Excuse my stupid face, I was a little bit excited.


A million edits later, I may have finally had success with the picture:

How does anyone expect me to concentrate for 3+ hours in school tomorrow when all I'll be able to think is "T-minus ____ hours until I get to meet Filppula and Howard" every five minutes?

I need to send a MILLION thanks to tixxana because I never would have known about the signing if she hadn't mentioned it.

Another night of being lazy/not doing anything except for watching hockey. Sounds good to me!

I think I'm going to the MSU/U of M game at the Joe next weekend! It'll be weird going to a game there and NOT doing any of the usual cheers (okay, the ONE cheer that every hockey team uses, haha) and not really caring which team wins, either. But it's hockey so it will be fun.

Hours got cut at work and that sucks. :(

My mom, aunt, and I drove to Chicago to meet my sister's family for Christmas. My nephew is three years old.

So we're sitting in the middle of a very crowded sports bar/pizza place, and this woman walks past in a Blackhawks jersey. My nephew sees her walking past and SCREAMS "HEY, BLACKHAWKS SUCK!"

I've taught him well.

I'm posting this pretty much everywhere, but it made my night:
(248): He was from Iceland of course I didnt sleep with him, havent you seen Mighty Ducks 2???

I may have an unnatural obsession with the Mighty Ducks movies. (And I might have asked for them for Christmas this year, haha)

Sooooo, it's exam week. And instead of studying or working on any of the FIVE essays I have due between now and Thursday...I decide it's more important to go meet Brett Lebda and Justin Abdelkader.

There were only like...four people there in front of me, so I scurry up and stand in line. When I got up to them, I was pretty nervous, because I was starstruck I guess. We had this thrilling conversation.

Me: Hi, can I get a picture?
Brett: Yeah, of course! Wait, do you want to be in it?
Me: YEAH.

So I hand my camera to some random lady and she takes this gem:

Brett: I'm pretty sure that was only my feet.

Take 2 was much more successful:


Then I had them sign a program I threw in my purse at the last minute (it was from the game they played against Boston a month or so ago, haha) but my hands were shaking so much that I was having trouble getting to the right pages, haha. They were both like "Oh, take your time" and "don't be nervous!" which just made things worse. And I remembered at the last minute to tell Justin that my bff goes to State and was really jealous that she didn't get to come meet him, and he told me to tell her hi.

And I used my 15% off on a shot glass because I'm classy and ALMOST 21.

Really? Ericsson gets hurt too?

The fuck is happening?

I just had a phone conversation with the best friend and halfway through she stopped me and said "I don't know when it happened, but you grew up sometime in the last few months!"
It's kind of awesome, but kind of scary. I don't want to be an adult!

Dear Refs/Deciders/WHOEVER,
That was clearly a goal.
Go fuck yourselves.
Love,
Sarah

I do not have a very good feeling about this hockey game.

I really need this semester to be over with ASAP, because I really, really hate it. Two-thirds of my classes are useless now, because I changed my major last month. I'm unmotivated to do anything in these two classes. And the one class that actually counts towards something (history, which I'm minoring in) is pretty boring. Here's hoping next semester is better.

So, Thanksgiving is next week.
I work in a "specialty" grocery store. I work the day before Thanksgiving. I can only imagine how crazy it's going to be. The day before Thanksgiving is like, the black Friday of the grocery store world. It's going to be interesting.
I was planning on going to the Wings game that night with Britt (yayyyyyyyy for the best friend coming home from college for the weekend!), but I honestly have no idea what time I'll even get out of work. Coworkers who have been there for 5+ years have been telling me that you can work anywhere from your regularly scheduled hours to 3-5 hours overtime. Yikes.

I may have taught my three year old nephew the word "cuntface" today.
Oops.

I can't believe I've had my new puppy for 4 months and haven't posted a picture of her yet.
I think she's pretty comfortable living here, but I can't be too sure.
What do you think?

I'm pretty sure I'm going through a quarter-life crisis.
Considering changing my major, but not looking forward to being in college for any longer than necessary.
Can I just go back to being a kid?

School is postponed indefinitely because a bunch of professors went on strike because they want raises. LAME.

My mom got tickets to the Red Wings game tomorrow. I'm way excited! :)

I'm not a teenager anymore!



Other than that, everything is exactly the same.