Somewhere Only We Know

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Do you ever have profound moments with someone? I love those moments. When you're making a decision, or you're saying something important, or you're just simply being with each other. Those are my favorite moments. Those are the dots that connect all the little moments to the big moments, and make us all big confusing maps. I'm rambling now. But what I'm trying to say, is that I had one of those profound moments last night, with someone intriguing. And the song "Somewhere Only We Know" was playing. It hit me like a ton of bricks: sometimes the familiar seems more appealing, because it's simple. It's something we know, something we can analyze, something we can hold and feel simply by the muscle memory of it all. But sometimes, the nostalgia isn't the most important part of our lives, and we need to realize that new and exciting is as wonderful as it sounds. I miss a lot of things. And that's scary. But, upon my happenstances last night, I realized that there are new things for me to learn, new things to grow in, and new things to love. So it's alright to let them change, and it's alright to trust new people, and to let my guard down a little. Or maybe a lot. Anyway, now I'm done being obnoxious, and talking about my ridiculous life. 

The end...

Also, here's a picture of me falling while Sydney tried to take my picture. ENJOY.

PS:

I Need a Sewing Machine



Photos courtesy of Carson

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I had Mint hot chocolate today, and it made me think of Nancy. She's kind of awesome, in case you guys haven't figured that out yet. She's the best friend that everyone WISHES they had. But only I do. So there.

Mint hot chocolate is a classic for us. I went to the sugar and spice place to ask for one, but once again, the machine was broken. This doesn't help me very much mister sugar and spice guy. You mock my pleas, but it's an addiction! And sending me to the little shop right behind yours isn't very nice either. I have to get it myself over there, and it took a year and a half because it kept breaking. So step up your game Sugar and Spice guy. Fix your machine! I want my hot chocolate....

It was a little too warm for it to be honest. But it's so good, so deliciously satisfying, that nothing could deter me from the yum.

It was heavenly

As for today's title. I realized yesterday how much I need a sewing machine. That scrumptious black pleated skirt? I fell into a bush and the button popped off. Not that I can use a machine to sew that back on, but putting the button back in place reminded me how much I love to sew, and to create. I need to start doing that again....

Love, Sarai

PS: boyfriend got home yesterday, and I was obnoxiously happy. So was our friend Elena, but I maintain I was the happiest to see him. I made him kiss me in front of everyone ;)

PPS: Thanks a million for the extra brill pics today :)

The Fear You Won't Fall

Photos by Carson

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Hat-Costume department at Hudson's Bay
Dress-thrifted
Shoes-Forever Young Shoes

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Belt-thrifted
jeggings-Icing
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I love these ladies. The blondie, Brittni, is a Southern Belle like no other before. She's classy and outspoken, all at the same time. I simply adore her and her enthusiasm for everything. She's legitimately the first friend I made at BYU. Which kind of makes her amazing :)
And Carson. The fiery and sarcastic redhead that I know and love. She's a citizen of the world, having lived in Mexico, France, Britian. She's bloody brilliant at pictures btw. She does all of mine now :)
These ladies are just fan-freaking-tastic, and Brittni is so nervous about her disney princess auditions tomorrow... poor girl :(

Anyway--
the name of this post...
wow.
okay, all yall know by now that I have a boyfriend. And on Wednesday, we reached the one month mark. Which is astounding for a commitment phobe such as myself.
My problem is, I'm so love with the idea of being in love, that I can't handle it when the real thing comes along. Don't smile and congratulate just yet--I'm not in love. But being in a relationship, of course I can't help but imagine that when that happens, I want to know that he loves me too.
And thus the fear
It's hard for me to give myself to someone in a relationship sort of way. When I told my best guy friend this summer that I had feelings for him, I assumed I had hit the jackpot. He told me he felt the same, and my terrified little heart came out of hiding and hoped beyond hope that maybe there was a wonderful guy right in front of me.
I suppose the celebratory dances my heart did were premature, being that he changed his mind.... awk.
It's all good. We're back to normal.
But now you must understand--It hasn't been an easy road for a hopeless romantic such as myself. I may be scared of relationships, but I never ever stop fantasizing. So now, being in a relationship, it feels so different than I thought it would. How will I know if I fall in love? I hear that it's different for every person
And when I heard this Joshua Radin song, I just couldn't help but get all scared. I told Nancy I should get out of this before something crazy happened. She talked me off the ledge like a good best friend ;)

Love (not romantically), Sarai

Ear Holes



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Belt-thrifted

Jeggings-Icing

Boots-Target

Scarf-thrifted

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Necklace-Icing

Ring-Icing

Today at work (Icing) I did my first ever ear piercing. I thought it would be awful, and that I would cry or something. I also thought I would be doing a double with Kourtney. Instead, I did a single. As in, I pierced this little girl's ears, by myself, for my very first ear piercing. I was so completely terrified. I had no idea that I was going to do it on my own. It was amazing. And just....amazing.
I love it
I feel like some sort of master who can dictate whether or not someone has pierced ears or not. I have authority, I have gumption!
It just felt really cool to do that all by myself.
And I even filled out the paperwork, and did everything on my own. So exhilarating.

In other news my boyfriend won't kiss me. No worries, he's simply a sick boy and doesn't want me to get sick also. Being sick blows, so I feel for the kid, I really do. But I'd say right about now he should be getting much better so that he can just kiss me goodnight already.
I tried telling him that sickness does not deter me from wanting to kiss him. He won't listen though, insisting that I will most certainly get sick, and then we will have to wait even longer to kiss. ugh.

Love, Sarai

Poor Boy



Photos courtesy of Carson Schafer

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Boyfriend is sick. Poor kid, he's got a cold. I hate getting sick, and so I bought him Day-Quil. Being sick with a cold, especially during the summer, is awful. All you want is to feel cozy and bundled up, with soup and a sweater, and all other sorts of loveliness. But during the summer, or at least, the hot part of September, your chances of getting to be cozy are pretty slim. So I feel extra bad for the guy. If it was winter, or fall, when colds are supposed to happen, I would tell him to sleep,and watch movies, and just feel better. As is, there's nothing that can make him feel all that great. Unfortunately.

He's such a sweet guy though. I told him I wanted to go to homecoming a while ago, and he was none too happy about it. But randomly today he asked me if we were still going. And I told him that I had changed my mind since I knew he didn't want to go. But then he told me he wanted to go. And that we would have fun. Even though he hates dancing. So it will be wonderful, if I don't have work :)

Oh gosh, today at work, my assistant manager pierced a four year olds ears. And she literally screamed for an hour. I didn't know what to do about it. At first I wanted to cry too, cause it made me sad, but then I just wanted to tear my hair out. Ridiculous. Anyway, I got to spend a lot of time with my friend Brittni, who works at Chick-Fil-A. We don't get to see each other a lot, and today we rode home from work together, and that southern belle bought me a grilled cheese sandwich :) Gotta love a girl who buys me grilled cheese. Mama loves her some good ol' grilled cheese.

Love, Sarai

Thanks to Carson for the fabulous pictures :)