God bless him, He's a braver soul than I

there was a man who came through my line today with SIX preteen girls. not all his, i'm betting there was some kind of sleep over going on, but there were SIX of them, and he was the only adult. they would have gotten on my nerves after fifteen minutes, and he took them all to the grocery store! ah. he's a brave man.

good news at work, there are continuing signs i will be working in floral more. yay! when we were slow kate had me turn out my light and called me over to floral, where sharon and brenda were doing...whats the word...corsages and boutineers (sp?). she told me to watch them so i could learn how to do it. i learned how to make a boutineer, and i made half of a corsage, but then i had to go run chris' register so he could get his lunch. while i was making my corsage though, sharon was telling me that i'd get better, because they had about a hundred orders for the next couple weeks (lovelands prom is the 14), which implies i will be helping them with that. and brenda keeps asking me if i like working floral. i keep telling her yes, in the hopes that even if i don't get transferred completely over there, i'll at least work over there more.

and as for prom update, krystal and me decided that since my moms working till 5.30, we could really just pick up phyl and rachel at their houses and meet everyone else at o charleys. so i have to call them tomorrow and tell them that, and make sure to call krystal to see what time theyre getting there and if anyones calling ahead.


God knows how to love, kiddo. The rest of us are only good actors.

Next Time You Should Write Down Your Number

the march of dimes was fun, even though it was cold and snowing. i felt really bad for these little girls, about seven or eight years old, who did this dance routine at the end, they were wearing leotards with a really thin, short egyptian costume over top. they must have been so cold. i was cold just watching them.

krystals working at krogers now. yay. i actually have someone to talk to now. i mean, i like most of the people i work with, but i don't really know them very well. i've talked to krystal more in the past two days at work than i do most people there in like two weeks. and soon kyle will be working there, and i think jan said cricket got a job there too. and i thought miles said he applied as well. whee.

prom is tomorrow. i'm excited. i finally got my shoes yesterday (no heels, yay) and i finally got my nail polish to dry, which it hadn't been wanting to do the first couple times i put it on. so we're meeting at krystals at five, then going to dinner, then going to kyles so his mom can get pics, and then going to prom. i'm pretty sure. although my mom might not be able to get to krystals till five thirty. oh, and i need to get this permanent marker off of my hand now. hmm. i have the beginnings of a poem in my head, i have ever since about the middle of my shift yesterday, so i should go write that. actually, i should go read this weeks reading for newspaper so i can write my response essay thats due today. either way, i guess i should go. so buh bye.


you may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing called "failure" is not in the falling down, but the staying down.

a single arm raised gracefully

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okay, now that thats done. we were supposed to have an abstinence assembly today. i say supposed to because it didn't really strike me as an abstinence assembly. i was expecting it to be the vice principals just telling us to be good boys and girls for an hour. but it wasn't. we had this amazing speaker come talk to us. he touched on abstinence, but it wasn't so much about that as it was about drugs and alcohol and respect and so many things really. it was the perfect fit for my mood as well. yesterday i realized that its been a while since i did any real thinking or worked on my life or myself at all. i've just been letting days go by, and these days are too precious for me to do that just now. so yesterday was a contemplative day, as well as productive, what with a poem, another poem, and an editorial. so this speaker just kind of capped it off. he was an excellent speaker, amazing really, and the way he flowed from the beginning of his speech to the end was just incredible. and all those people standing....


Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future.

Stupid, Prejudiced, Close Minded Bigots

it's funny, other people are always saying how prejudiced and close minded people are in this area, but i don't usually notice it nearly as much as they do. maybe its because i don't want to. whatever the reason, i noticed it today. in second period, we had a study hall, and i heard a couple people talking about tiffany and tiffany. i knew already, because rachel had told me so, that there had been a lot of talk since the two of them had gotten together, and it wasn't as though i hadn't expected otherwise or not believed her. but actually hearing it is something else. i guess its mostly due to the fact that when i first started really hearing about gay and lesbian and all that stuff was in upward bound. in upward bound, everyone is exceedingly tolerant of such stuff. my freshman year, when we were introducing ourselves to each other we had to say so many things about ourselves, and one person told us he was gay. since, i have met two other people who are openly gay, one who is bi, and one who is pretty sure he isn't anything. so ever since this topic of conversation has been introduced, i've been very comfortable talking about it. at least, if i wasn't at first, i certainly am now. and to be honest, even with controversial topics being delivered on the point of gay marriage, i've never really heard people argue against people being gay. i know people do, don't get me wrong, but i've never actually heard it. and i was aware that there had to be people against tiff and tiff being together, but my close circle of friends were all for it, especially seeing as tiff e. has been one of krystal's best friends for a long time, and everyone liked tiff w. ever since she moved from alaska. and i don't really get much of school opinion since i'm locked away in the band room for the two periods that i'm at school. ah well, people are stupid.



" I'm sure we all agree that we ought to love one another and I know there are people in the world that do not love their fellow human beings and I hate people like that."
-Tom Lehrer

And you're laughing in my ear, For only me to hear

its always nice to know that there are still honest people in the world. i had a customer come back five minutes after he left because he thought i credited him with one too many fifty cent coupons. i almost laughed, he was so concerned. i didn't though, because the world needs more people like him. and it was sweet to see that there are still really honest people left in the world.

show choir was productive today, at least i think so. we finished my dance. its even getting less confusing and frustrating for people, i think, as everybody gets used to the words and formatting. we ..kind of...finished ragtime. i say kind of because mrs. b lost at least two people completely, and im still not sure what we do at the end. i had fun though, actually. and i still win. ha.

we have a new puppy. the other day amy found a dog when she was walking with the neighbor's kids. she brought her home (the kids named her buttercup) and convinced mom to keep her overnight until we could take her to a shelter the next day. actually, amy wanted to keep her period, but my mom refused to keep her longer than a night. and she stayed outside. well, that was a few days ago, and yesterday my mom saw emily playing with buttercup (who hadn't left yet) and realized how good buttercup is for emily and how connected they are already. so she has gone from a zero to a 7/8 on a scale of one to ten for keeping buttercup. and she was allowed inside today. so we're keeping her, my mom just hasn't changed her response from "probably" to "yes" yet.


Happiness is a warm puppy.

Rat traps are evil, dangerous, scary, and malfunctionous

i had an epiphany, if you will, a few minutes ago concerning harry potter and one of my friends. i realized that the personality of one of my friends is actually much like that of harry. i'm not talking about the cliche hero bravery type thing. what i'm talking about is much more complicated than that, something no one who hasn't read the books, or maybe even someone whose read one through four, but not five, could understand. you have to be really familiar with the books and able to get inside the characters heads to understand the full weight of harry's personality and realize this. i, of course, most definitely qualify for that. the only other person i know who does, outside my family, would be corey. and alex. anyway, it was a fanfic that made this realization snap into place for me- Being Noble by Poseida, if anyone's interested. the quote i'm closing with is hers.

As for the more concrete events of today- i went to science challenge. our beautiful car, beautiful in theory, anyway, went kaput, quite literally. it should have worked, though. we did pretty well on the science bowl and outdoor earth science- go rob lowe! and i had fun playing mancala for logical reasoning. what else did we do? nick, flip, and rob kept playing with the rat traps during lunch. the rat traps scared me, as they could probably break my fingers, so i stayed away while they were doing that. what else? oh! while we were waiting for the bus afterwards, we discovered a creek next to the building, and we went down there to 'look for fossils' (i must give ashley m. credit though, she actually was asking mr. ashley the names of fossils she found and being interested in it) which evolved to 'skipping rocks' which evolved to 'throwing huge rocks in the creek' which evolved to 'out and out war between both sides of the creek'. now that was fun.

show choir- was odd. i only walked in for the last ten minutes, so all i have is this vague impression i got from amy that there was fighting and gossip, but the gossip wasn't about members, it was about barton (?), but they had a counseling session and everybody cried and by the time i got there it was all better? it was just an odd feeling. and i hope everything really is better, because it was less than a week ago that i almost had convinced abby that there was no more gossiping or fighting and she was thinking about coming back.



Happy endings...aren't about not having bad parts--they're about having enough good parts to make all the bad parts worth it.

Celery Monster?! What's with this?

the world has come to a sad new level of political correctness when cookie monster goes on a diet.

alternate titles for this blog:
hello hades.
the addictive covers of trash magazines- they suck you in.
every picnic table for miles around is taken.

before i forget, correction to last blog, we learned the saLSa, not the saMBa.

every single person in the tristate had a grill out today, i swear. i sold so many hot dogs and hamburgers and buns its not even funny. also, we had a bunch of people getting propane tanks. poor grace, she was our nonfoods person tonight, every time she'd start something, she'd get called up to get a propane tank.

my mind is blank, i can't remember a single other thing i did today. oh, thats because i worked all day. huh. and i always find sundays a depressing day to work, for some reason. specially when its nice out. ah well.
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there was something from work friday i was going to post...
can't remember that either.
definitely at a blank.
i'll stop now before i hurt myself.


To see a world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wildflower.
To hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.

Today is a very good day

today has been, and should continue to be, a wonderful day. it's one of those days where everything goes right when you're not expecting it too, and its just fun. for onething, its a beautiful sunshiney day, which would make today a good day all by itself, but thats not all. i had upward bound today, and in the morning our group had to do an infomercial about the top three characteristics we'd come up with that were important for personal excellence (advocacy, compassion, and confidence). we had figured out that we were going to do some kind of drug, and we were trying to come up with a name for it. bethy said something about just calling it excellence, but devvon heard exlax, so we went off on a whole spoof of exlax with- Ex-ILAX! it got rid of bad qualities and had side effects of our three good qualities. we had a complete presentation and powerpoint ready within half an hour, complete with a product description (me) logo (abby) poster spoofs (two peeps whose names i can't remember, sorry!) powerpoint (don't remember) script (bethy)....it was just awesome. then we got to eat lunch outside, and we talked about fun stuff like guard and choir, and then we spent the afternoon dancing! it was so much fun. we learned samba, tango, triple swing (which is different than the swing me and abby already knew, and it threw us off), the electric slide, the hussle, and a really simple dance i'd never heard of before, whose name i can't remember, which i couldn't spell anyway..so yah. but it was soo much fun, i had a blast. and then tonight i'm going to the mall to go get my prom dress- yay!

UPDATE- i now have a beautiful prom dress. we went to deb, and i found a really pretty one that i liked, but the price tag wasn't as pretty (120). there was another one about the same price i really liked, even though it was beige, because the design was so cool. they didn't have my size, though. i wasn't completely sold on the 120 dollar dress, so i went and looked at sears. the first dress i saw there was one with the same design as the beige one, but it was green! which was just so cool. it was hanging on the wall, though, so i assumed it was more expensive. as i looked at the dresses on the floor, though, i saw similar designs that were less than a hundred, so i tried it on, and loved it. while i was waiting for my mom to join me, i looked at the tag and saw that it was 140! i was upset, but i loved it so i convinced my mom that it was worth it and i would pay for it. then we were checking out, and it turned out it was on sale! 89.97! Still too expensive for a dress, but meh, you must adjust your usual rules when it comes to prom dresses.

The wind tells a story, listen.

"Krystal! You are not allowed to talk anymore! At least not until after first period."

14/15/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24 25 26 27 28/29/30/31 01 02
03/04/05/06/07/08-9-10/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24

Do you know what those numbers are? those are the dates of July 14-Aug 24. well what do the slashes and dashes mean? i hear you cry. each chain of numbers connected by '/'s represent the dates of a trip- for example, the 14-24, i am in mexico. the dashes around 09 mean that i return home on the ninth, only to leave again that same day. my mom was brave enough to tackle our summer schedule last night, and i realized just how much time off i'm going to need from work. July 14-24, I am in Mexico on a mission trip. July 28-31 (approximately) I am in some major city with upward bound. August 3-9 (approximately) I am in Michigan for a family reunion. August 9-24 (approximately) I am in Idaho visiting my aunt janissa. anyway, point being, my suitcase is my friend :-). so are patty and kate, our scheduling people at work :-). I mentioned this problem to patty today, and asked maybe about a leave of absence (my moms idea) and patty said from the sounds of it, since there are a few days i'll be back in between, that shouldn't be necessary, and not to worry about it, at least not yet.

Oh, and Krystal got a job at our kroger! yay! I looked up and all of a sudden i saw krystal standing at the front desk. as thats only the second time i've seen one of my friends at my kroger, i was surprised. then i noticed that she was all dressed up, and i asked if they'd called her and she said yeah. then about- i dunno, an hour?- later, she came back down and she had gotten the job. hehe, now she can't say she's broke anymore. unless, of course, every penny of her check goes towards paying back the hundreds of dollars she owes her mom and miles.



I feel sorry for the dyslexic agnostic narcoleptics who sit up all night wondering if there really is a dog.

Deviantart- Omnipotents Needed

Yelling is not nearly so effective, especially in writing, when you don’t know the last name of the person you’re yelling at. Not that the person i’m yelling at reads this anyway, or even knows it exists, but it would make me feel better to yell at them anyway. So you had better get yourself a name on deviantart already, because the old username you thought you might have had does not exist in any form, i tell you! You’ve been saying you need to get one for ages, and you said just two days ago that you’ve written a lot of poetry lately, so Create A Username, for cripes sake! I think thats part of the reason i hang around online even when i’ve run out of sites to check, because i think that some omnipotent being will somehow communicate to me that you have a username and what it is. It would be much easier and more realistic if you would just get a name and tell me what it is! And if you don’t do it soon, I may just get one of my technologically savvy friends to tell me how to create a virus so i can send it to your account when you eventually get it, like you were afraid i’d do. So there!

That’s better. I’d feel much better if i knew they had a new account, and what it was, but that will have to do for now, as i won’t see them again till Friday at work. :-P. Oh, speaking of deviantart and work, i had the two nicest guys come through my line the other day (yesterday, i think it was). They reminded me of the guys from secondhand lions, actually, though i didn’t realize that till they left (more celebrities, must make a note of that). Anyway, it turns out they were both substitute teachers, so they were asking me questions about what school i went to, which led to my favorite subjects, which led to how i loved to write. And they were very encouraging of my writing, they even said they’d check up on me to make sure i kept writing. Apparently, theres another cashier who likes to write (i didn’t know that. I know theres a bagger whos a poet *cough* who needs a name on deviantart *cough*. From what he said, i think he was talking about aleasha, anywya) and he checks up on her too. Anyway, they were just really nice and friendly and sweet.

Hmm. Not much really happened today, except for computers in general being absolutely horrible. Long complicated story, thats really very upsetting , so i won’t bother going into details. Just know that computers (at home, high school, and college) are not my friends today. Oh, show choir went very well. We learned the rest of joyful, which is so much fun, and reviewed what we learned of my dance. Oh, i just realized, i knew i forgot something. I skipped an itsy bitsy arm motion between the half jazz square and the charleston. Hehe. Oops. Oh well. Aaaaaaaaaand..........yah, thats all.


We will live together as brothers or perish together as fools.

*flashing neon sign* Pignolia Nuts Are At The End Of Aisle Six, On The Left Hand Side, On The Top Shelf, Hiding Amongst The Olives

We were slow at work today, although we got really busy near the end of the night. that meant i got to do reshop again- yay! i'm getting a lot better at knowing where things go, i found almost everything my first time through. the only two things left were aromatic bitters and pignolia nuts. i ended up finding aromatic bitters on my second run through of the alcohol section, but i could not find the pignolia nuts anywhere. they were imported from greece, so i checked international. no go. they're nuts, so i checked produce. no go. they might have been organic, so i checked the natures market. no go. according to the jar, they're used in salads, so i checked near salad dressing. no go. it also said they're used in baking, so i checked the baking aisle. no go. it said they're used to top pasta, so i went back to international and looked with the pasta. no go. since they're a nut, i checked in the snacks with the peanuts and almonds. no go. i ended up checking all of these sections multiple times and wandering the store at least three times holding this stupid jar. finally i went up front and asked cassandra and sharon if they knew where it went. cassandra took in interest in my case and decided to come help me look around the store, while sharon decided to just scan it and see what department it was in. sharon told us it should be in produce, so me and cassandra went to ask the produce person where it was, since i hadn't seen it there in my rounds. he told us it should be in aisle six (thats the aisle with the salads, which i checked more than any other). sharon then came and found us and told us that she had read the computer wrong, and it would be in grocery. cassandra laughed at her, then the three of us went to check aisle six. we looked by the salad, and even by the olives and capers and hot sauce (i'm not sure why sharon thought it would be with hot sauce) but they weren't there. not even an empty spot with a matching label. following my original train of thought, they decided we should all three go check international. still no go, but cassandra asked a customer for their opinion, and he suggested with the peanuts in the snacks. me and cassandra headed that way while sharon went to ask kate's opinion on the matter. we were all laughing this whole time, becuase the situation was just so ridiculous. again, they weren't there, so we went to seek kates advice. kate told us aisle six. she said they would be on the top shelf with the olives, although they sometimes put them after the salad dressing. muttering about how we had already checked that aisle several times, we skeptically went back. we were examining the top shelf, which appeared to be purely jars of olives, when i caught sight of a lid that matched the pignolia nuts lid hiding behind another jar of olives. 'no way!' said cassandra when i saw this, but indeed, it was a second jar of pignolia nuts. i said that this didn't help us, though, because they were still in the wrong spot. then cassandra spotted a label for pignolia nuts on the shelf, which we hadnt noticed because there wasn't much of an empty space there, seeing as the olives took up so much room. so, the final question is, how many people does it take to put back a jar of pignolia nuts? well, counting me, the two random employees i asked before going to the front office, cassandra and sharon, the produce guy, the customer, and kate, that would be... eight. and if anyone ever needs to know where pignolia nuts are, i will remember their location as long as i live, so please, ask.


All it takes for evil to triumph is for good people to do nothing.

Ironies Cowardice and April Fools

Yesterday and the day before were beautiful. I realized today that this fulfills the timeless maxim, that March is "in like a lion, out like a lamb", as those were the last two days of march. today wasn't bad, but it was a bit colder, and they have forecasts for snow tomorrow (whether or not james believes those forecasts exist). i am hoping this is just a cruel april fools jokes on the part of the mother nature and the meteorologists.

I didn't think of any good april fools jokes to play on people (one person in particular) at work. that was sad. the only joke i did play was on begley, and it wasn't even my own idea (twas inspired by a funny ecard from phyl [which, if you're wondering, me and rachel both guessed correctly before typing in an answer]). i hope it goes through his horrible spam protection program. i sent it as an ecard, then made my own in an email format, when rachel pointed out it probably wouldn't let in the other one. i used a leo da vinci picture in the one i made (haha. either one or two of the two people who read this should realize the humor of a da vinci picture).

I have more poems up on saraikristi.deviantart.com, if you'd like to read them. a picture too, this time. i also need help picking out a poem to enter in a contest. there are no subject, length, style, or any other limits of any kind, so i have no idea what to enter, and i'd like input.

what else? i've worked way too much this week. i just found out i worked sunday, too, so there goes a last chance for a group get together over spring break, at least one that i'm involved in. and my mom decided against a family trip to the zoo over the weekend because of the rain/snow predictions for tomorrow and amys babysitting on sunday. hey, maybe i can convince my mom to take us to a service at the vineyard church. i think this sunday might be the info meeting she wanted to go to, so she just might go for that.

it would be nice if everyone knew what was meant by other people's actions. that way, i would know when i'm reading too much into what other people say and do, and when i'm not, because i know sometimes i do, but other times i'm not sure. i think i'll end on that vague note.


Procrastinators unite tomorrow.