WIDE EYED, POCKET SIZED.

Hashtag broken nails and tears and stuff.

No, I am not crying but hi MY BEAUTIFUL BLACK AS MY SOUL, SQUARED TO A PERFECT LENGTH NAIL JUST BROKE AND ALL I COULD THINK TO DO WAS MOPE TO TWITTER. I sit here in my bed, (yes, I have gotten out of bed to eat, take my pill, and piddle - thank you very much) I couldn't write in just 140 words of why this one broken nail has me back onto my long lost blog to blab.

Now you're thinking I am crazy because I mentioned pills, pee and broken nails. Guys, it's cool and we all are a little crazy but let me explain to you why this is a pain in my cuss.

Let's go back to December when my mom was like "OOLALA LEMME TREAT MY DAUGHTERS TO SOME PRETTY HOLIDAY NAILS" and I was like "HI OKAY MAYBE I WILL BE GHETTO AND GET SOME BIG GREEN ALMOND NAILS AND THEN THE KIDS AT WORK WILL TELL ME I LOOK LIKE A WITCH." Right? So naturally, EVER SO NATURALLY, that is what I did.

Que regret, Ashley, my sister, calling me ratchet, and a deep desire to want to go bowling.

I take my fanny to the nail salon to get these green monster suckers off, only then for these cute oriental ladies to convince me to just shorted them and do a different shape.

They know me so well and DAMN, my hands looked glamorous.

This brings back to twenty minutes ago, when my sweet baby black bean nail broke. Joke is on me because I now have been sulking so much I made a blog post about a freaking nail. Am I being a cliche of a valley girl or am I being a cliche of a valley girl? Ew.

Lesson learned: never get nails done. Again.

Unless, that is, I want another mediocre rant and excuse of a blog post.

CREEP IT REAL,

xxx

Sarah Ruth.

p.s.

I sometimes I reward myself when I handle something well. I have handled this nail thing all too dramatically, that all I know to do is reward myself. CELEBRATORY BOULDERING, ANYONE?

BOSTON, PEMDAS, PLANS, TRAINS & STUFF.

PLEASE EXCUSE MY DEAR AUNT SALLY meaning more so to say - please excuse my lack of motivation to blog. I am done with this semesters classes and it feels good to have a little more free time. Expect exciting things to come, not just from me, but from the duo of KAMILLE & SARAH. We have racing minds, inspired hearts and moons, suns and stars in our eyes. Things are about to start happening.

I have wanted to share photos on here from the runaway Riley and I took to Boston. Riley found dirt cheap airfare and I say yes. I am trying to gather my thoughts into a paragraph form to convey and match to the feelings I get from reflecting back to our adventure...

Boston and Salem was the most magical / spontaneous / poetic adventure I have had. We survived a hostel, celebrated with the avid Red Sox fans, got wooed by an old Italian man, walked the brick and cobble stone roads everywhere, got mistaken as locals on the T, and climbed through fences in and out of graveyards. We were truly vagabonds. I left my soul in Salem because I know this is all just the start.

CREEP IT REAL

xxx

Sarah Ruth

Bell, Sarah Ruth Bell.

HI HELLO BLOGGER! SARAH RUTH BELL HERE AND I AM BACK AND FEELING INSPIRED AND READY. Riley Jo has recently got me feeling that itch to write to an audience. I am always writing, whether it be letters, notes, lists, journaling, generating and poems. But now, I am ready to do some of this public writing because it challenged me to have more tact while still being honest. I looked through some of my gOLDen posts circa 2009 and had some great laughs (and silly tweets) due to these discoveries of an angsty Sarah. BUT among some of these funnies, I found a few gems. I would like to start back up on blogger by sharing some old thoughts of mine.

"Good weekend, it was, it was. Highlight was the drive across the whole valley with Kamille. We were out jamming to tunes, talking, and trucking for more then three hours.. with no where to be! In fact, trying to think back to all what we did is hard to remember, and as we got home Ashley thought we were slipped drugs or something. Personally, I think a witch cast a spell on us. But that's a whole other story. Point being.. October ended magically."

"If I were a month, I’d be July.

If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 7:00 pm.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Narwal.
If I were a direction, I’d be East.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Hammock.
If I were a historical figure, I’d be Molly Brown.
If I were a liquid, I’d be Cranberry juice.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be a diamond.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Weaping Willow.
If I were a tool, I’d be a Crayon.
If I were a flower, I’d be Daisy.
If I were weather, I’d be a Summer Thunder Storm.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a Harmonica.
If I were a color, I’d be Red.
If I were an emotion, I’d be doo da doo.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a Raspberry.
If I were a sound, I’d be a Giggle.
If I were an element, I’d be Fire.
If I were a car, I’d be a Geo.
If I were a food, I’d be Sandwich.
If I were a place, I’d be Newport.
If I were a taste, I’d be a Bittersweet.
If I were a scent, I’d be Betsey.
If I were an object, I’d be Ink.
If I were a body part, I’d be Eyes.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be :)
If I were a song, I’d be Yellow.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be Toms."

"As the new year of 2oo9 has started, I have realized I have grown as a person and soul more than I ever could expect myself to. I have had many ups and downs the past year. Through it all, my family has been there for me. And a few of my friends. And I am so very thankful for you all. All at the same time, though, I've felt very alone. But, all of this has made me a stronger girl. I now know that I am a one of a kind individual, and I believe everyone is, or at least should be. But it seems like everyone is becoming the same.. And as I realize all this, it makes me laugh. There are a few people, that I know, who have individuality. All the fake people have shown me who I don't want to be.. you. I want to be me. And that's what I am going to be. Stay true to myself. "

This is a reminder for you and me to take time to think and create. Do what you love and like my sister always tells me, tomorrow is another day.

I'M BACK AND FEELING MORE WIDE EYED / POCKET SIZED.

XXX SARAH RUTH BELL

Shout out to my favorite babes!

RILEY JO

Twitter & Instagram: @rileyjothehoe
Blogger: http://rileyjustesen.blogspot.com/

AND

Kamille "LUNA GOON" Lundeberg

Twitter: @Lundeberger

Instagram: @klundeberger

Tumblr: http://lundeberger.tumblr.com/

Practice self acceptance but not as an excuse.

Note to self: Continue reading textbooks. I never believed they were useful, until college. Maybe this is because my professors have made an excellent choice or maybe because I have actually devoted myself to doing not just good work, but great work. TIME IS VALUABLE. Enough rambling because what I need to do is get more specific and tell you one of the reasons why I love my communications textbook:

"Practice self acceptance but not as an excuse.

Practice self responsibility but don't try to control everything.

Practice self assertiveness but respect the needs of others.

Practice purposeful living but don't be inflexible.

Practice personal integrity but understand and respect others.

Practice self talk but listen to others too."

That's all. Xxxx Surah.

Find the joy in abandoned plans.

A few weeks ago I attended Art Insights with Kamille. I also have rewrote this paragraph three times because I don't know how or why I care to explain to you about what I am about to say. I also don't want to forget a few things he said.. soo.. let's keep this simple.

Art Insights. Guest. Rick Berry. Illustrator. Writer. Artist. Jack ass. Genius. Black T shirt with a grey blazer. Never took real art class. Referred to his pieces as "scribblings." Honest. Spoke slow. Stated questions. Gave options. Then answers.

"I didn't destroy it, I improved it into non existence."

"Things are made to look alive and so we are to forget that they are alive."

"You don't bullshit someone with cancer. I think all teenagers would be more mature if no one bullshit them."

"I don't wait to have a reason to paint."

"Lying through my swinging teeth, I asked for help. I needed my lies to come true."

"Start using art to see with, rather than using it to execute a plan."

"I am terribly curious."

"Art need to be back into schools."

"Find the joy in abandoned plans."

And that was that. Sorry for my habits of generating.
It is all a process.

xx S. Rue

This and that and you and me.

Eye opening.
Death, and this and that and you and me.
Don't take life and those whom you love around you for granted.
Say what you feel and do what you have a passion for.
Be with those who make you happy
Those who don't cause you stress, pain.

I am feeling more free then I have in awhile.
This is how life should be.
It is how my life will be.

Most nights out are fun, I am easily entertained
Satisfied with being with the ones that make me laugh.
(otherwise I am alone thinking, or being a homebody)
But tonight was different.
A carefree concert was exactly what I needed.
Not to mention the many laughs with Ri and Nome after...

Overall, today was refreshing.
These are times and feelings I don't want to forget,
because they reveal so much to me and what makes me happy.
Happiness is my goal, and what I stive to be everyday.

It's hard to put words with all of this, but
somehow, today changed my outlook...

Sarah Ruth

Grow Together

Where lovely faces greet us with trouble

The long days should stop

Where beautiful princes lack flowers and lovers

charming, not growing together.

Sarah Ruth