Monday, July 26, 2010

Sara Lord always gets over it, and finds hope in that today.

Jan. 31:
Sara Lord  hears a call to arms.

Feb. 2
Sara Lord  thinks -- hopes -- she'll look back on this and say, "Hey...that was actually really cool."

Sara Lord  ‎: hmm. Well, okay then.

Sara Lord  ‎'s cell phone is much quieter now.

Feb. 3
Sara Lord  ‎: After 2 months of this mess, I think it's officially in the running for "Most Epic Miscommunication Ever." Ouch.

Sara Lord  couldn't tell that she was secretly p&%$#-off until she realized how loud her headphones were.

Feb. 4
Sara Lord  has many tears left to shed...but she is simultaneously too exhaused to cry and too exhausted to make herself be numb.

Feb. 6
Sara Lord  figured out the problem: she's a grown woman who believes in fairy tales.

Feb. 9
Sara Lord  won't know for sure how she's doing for probably another month. Ask her then.

Feb. 10
Sara Lord  has lost too many good things because she needed them to be better.

Feb. 13
Sara Lord  just keeps pushing forward, 'cause she doesn't know what else to do.

Feb. 23
Sara Lord  begins to see that no matter how hard it was making those mistakes, it was essential. Past mistakes prevent her from making even BIGGER mistakes in the future.

Mar. 11
Sara Lord  has the blues tonight. You'd think she'd be over it by now, as it's over a month later. C'est la vie... :-P

Sara Lord  ‎: when you see my face / hopes it gives you...

Mar. 16
Sara Lord  ‎: smiling-and-sweet meets chip-on-her-shoulder. It's a good day today.

Sara Lord  is a future mother in Zion. Boneheads need not apply.

Mar. 29
Sara Lord  is still figuring things out.

Apr. 8
Sara Lord  jaded [jey-did], adjective. 1. Worn out, wearied, exhausted or lacking enthusiasm, due to age or experience. 2. Made callous, cynically insensitive, or even conceited, by experience or age.

Apr. 13
Sara Lord  ‎: "Give me patience to wait until I can understand it for myself."

June 2
Sara Lord  ‎: I don't know, but I believe in yesterday and what it means to bleed and know that you're OK.

I'm so grateful that I'm over him. You know, I'm not even really mad about it anymore, which is kind of a big deal, 'cause I was soooo angry at the time. Another 6 months and it will be just another funny, oh-Sara-you-should-have-known-better story. Rock on.

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