hi everyone.

name:sarah
age: 14
b-day: febuary 6th 1991
grade:9th
hieght: around 5"8
wieght: like i'd tell you
frame: really skinny
skin tone:pale
eye color:green
hair color:brown (light and dark, and in the middle)
way i wear my hair:in a onytail.

FAVORITES:

colors:black, red, blue
type of music:rock, goth, punk, metal,indie
tv station:fuse
school subject: umm lunch, and gym
sport, floor hockey
movie genre:horror
TV shows: Futurama, The Simpsons, Family Guy, American Dad (i'm a geek ok. well actually an idiotic geek.)
food:chocolate, cheesecake,funnel cake,
author: edgar allen poe
top 5 anime series:

1.Peach Girl
2.Fruit Baskets
3.Vampire Game
4.Marmalde Boy
5.D N Angel

BANDS

Green Day
From First To Last
Good Charlotte
My Chemical Romance
Papa Roach
Fall out Boy
AFI
The Cure
Avenged SevenFold
Nirvana
Relient K
Hawthorne Heights
The Used
System Of A Down
Linkin Park
Simple Plan
Three Days Grace
Sum 41
Blink 182
Story Of The Year
The Used
Breaking Benjamin

THINGS I HATE

Teenieboppers=oy. i hate them so much. they only like a band for their looks, not the music or what they stand for. i wish i could kill every teeniebopper out there. mawahhhhhh sorry.

posers=damn them all. "oh i want to be popular so i'll pretend to be something i'm not" 3 words 'GET A LIFE'

People who judge you by what you wear or what you listen to, before they know you

parents=its a love hate relationship.

perfectiEverything doesn’t need to be perfect dammit

cheerleaders=ugg. i hate them. "like oh my god, i broke a nail"

small enclosed spaces= i hate them. i get so scared inside them

jerks=self explainitory

really big words=i don’t really know why actually

Pink=a really girly color and i hate girly things. Well i do like talk shows, but is that really girly?

Song of the Week

"Note To Self" From First To Last

Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

I wanted to be that breath of fresh air, When everything smelled so insincere.
But this taste still lingers in my mouth, Deceit has ways of sticking around.
And I'm ready to disappear, Vacation seems far...From here.

Note to self: I miss you terribly.
This is what...We call a tragedy.
Come back to me, Come back to me, To me.
Note to self: I miss you terribly.
This is what...We call a tragedy.
Come back to me, Back to me, To me.

I can feel my mind, wandering again.
Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine.

I can feel my mind, wandering again.
Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine.

Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so...Far!...