Random Things I Have Learned This Week

1.Have you ever heard of giving someone a Cosby Sweater? OMG so gross, please click here if you have never heard of it http://tiny.cc/SCIDr

2. I'm not pregnant, not that I ever in a million years thought that I was, I just had to take a test in order to get my depo shot since I was 23 hours late on getting it.

3. I can somehow loose band aids. If found, please come find me.

4. My boss J, has learned that dancing=picking up chicks at bars. We call it fully clothed foreplay.

5. I forgot how bad cramps hurt. So painful being a girl sucks.

6. That getting all four of my wisdom teeth is going to be cheaper than expected.

My New Theme Song

Damien Rice - Woman Like A Man lyrics
I need a piss, Wanna hate,Fuck it up, come.
My love, Each and me,Keep your teeth, wrong.
You’ve lost me,You caused meYou taught me a million
Whip backWalk me to,Stupid fool
You wanna get bonedYou wanna get stonedYou wanna get a room like no one elseYou wanna be richYou wanna be kitschYou wanna be the bastard of yourselfYou wanna get burnedYou wanna get turnedYou wanna get fucked inside outYou wanna be ruledYou wanna be fooledYou wanna be a woman like a man like a woman like a man
A woman like a man like a man like a woman like a man, you like a man.(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man woman like a man like a woman like a man woman like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)A woman like a man like a man like a woman like a man, woman like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man like a man like a woman like a man like a man(Really wasn’t worth the ride)
Need a hitWanna waitSuck it up, cum
My love, Each and me,Itchy feet, run
You reach meYou bleach meYou teach me a million familiar
Whip backWalk me toStupid fool
You wanna get bonedYou wanna get stonedYou wanna get a room like no one elseYou wanna be richYou wanna be kitschYou wanna be the bastard of yourselfYou wanna get burnedYou wanna get turnedYou wanna get fucked inside outYou wanna be ruledYou wanna be fooledYou wanna be a woman like a man like a woman like a man
A woman like a man like a man like a woman like a man, woman like a man.(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man like a man like a woman like a man like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Like a man like a woman like a man like a woman like a man, like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man woman like a man like a woman like a man like a man(Really wasn’t worth the ride)
[Instrumental]
Oooooooooh oooooooooooooh
You wanna get bonedYou wanna get stonedYou wanna get a room like no one elseYou wanna be richYou wanna be kitschYou wanna be the bastard of yourselfYou wanna get burnedYou wanna get turnedYou wanna get fucked inside outYou wanna be ruledYou wanna be fooledYou wanna be a woman like a man like a woman like a, like a man
Like a man like a man man man man man man man man man manLike a man man man man man man
Like a man
Like a man like a man like a man like a man,(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man like a man like a woman like a man like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man like a man like a man, like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Woman like a man like a man like a man (Really wasn’t worth the ride) (Really wasn’t worth the ride)
Woah oh like a man like a man like a man like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Like a man like a man like a woman like a man like a man(I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)Like a man like a man like a man like a man (I’ll get a cheaper ticket next time)A woman like a man a woman like a man like a woman like a man like a man oooh(Really wasn’t worth the ride)

Song lyrics  Woman Like A Man lyrics

Reflections Aren't Quite What They Appear

I feel really spacey today like I could just float away out of my body at any given moment today. It's quite strange.


My birthday is fast approaching and I just keep thinking about my last birthday where I go too tripped out for my own good and ended up bawling my eyes out on my bathroom floor in a mass of disgusting loneliness and self-misery. I consider this my rock bottom that I needed to hit last year and to be honest I think I am still on the up swing from it, not full recovered still feeling the tiny rippling aftershocks.


Twenty Two was an ok birthday, much better than my 21st where I took a Chemistry test and went to school, but after Liz left to go back home to Phoenix I just kinda lost it. It hit me how really alone I was and it was from that moment on I got my ass into therapy just so I could breath again. And my G-d did it help. I dissapeared from the life I knew, lost my job, changed my phone number, and pretty much lost touch with everyone except Liz and my family only because they wouldn't let me.


And here it comes again, my birthday on Sunday and while I'm looking forward to my 23rd year I just can't seem to break through my expectations of where I thought I would have been and where I am currently. I thought I would have at least thought I would have been on my first year of medical school with someone to love me. For reals when I was little I thought 23 was old but most days I feel like I'm still 17 trying to find my place in a big ocean called life. But then reality comes into play that I'm a senior at UNM studying Art History and have many classes like OChem and Physics to take before I can take my MCAT. Damn you super hard test to get into medical school.

Naked Sara

Barista: What can we get started for you?
Me: A Venti iced soy vanilla latte
Barista: Awesome! Can I get a name?
Me: *looking around the empty Starfizzle* what?
Barista: enthusiastically- Can I get a name?
Me: *still looking at the empty Starfizzle* Sara with no h. I'm a naked Sara.
Barista: *looking caught off guard by that remark* Sara....naked

A few minutes go by, Starfizzle is still empty
Barista: I have a venti soy iced vanilla latte for naked Sara

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I just ventured out of my office for the first time to make a deposit at the bank.





Mental Note: Never go to the Bank of America in Uptown at 4:00 on a Friday to deposit cash, it's super busy (duh smart one) and you might get shanked. PS why are all the signs in Spanish? I know we are in New Mexico where half the streets names are Spanish but there is only one teller that actually speaks Spanish and we are in one of the nicest part of Albuquerque....



After that I rewarded my self with a small piece of heaven. Behold the almighty Starfizzle...
Do you like how my stapler is placed beside it so you know that I'm actually doing work, not just sitting in my office eating Madeleines contemplating life.

Now I must be getting back to working only one more hour than I am free to go to the gym!