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Reviving the blog

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Wed, 13 Feb 2008 19:07:00 +0000

So I get really lazy when it comes to hobbies that require a commitment, but I felt it was necessary to post a new blog when I received this message from Joey on myspace

i hate how u n greg are the wackest bloggers ever!!! thats right, i said WACKEST BLOGGERS EVER!!! write something about france u dumb ho, or are you too embarassed to relate the story of how u got PLAYED by a gypsy!! lol

Yea I def am embarrassed about being played by a gypsy.

So on Friday I took my friend Randy out for a night of wholesome drinking since he got cheated on by this dirty skank he was dating. We started out going to Subway Inn, the bar across the street from Bloomie's. Then we went ice skating and ended up in Brooklyn at someone's party. When we got there, the host of the party, this ghetto-ass bitch, kept calling us out on not bringing liquor, even though we brought mad weed, which is way better in my opinion. The party was full of hoodrats, and mad homothugs. And my ass just kept getting groped. By mad guys. So i had to have randy and his friends protect me. But the host kept calling us out! Repeatedly. Like "The guys in the back who didn't bring liquor BOOO!" So finally Randy's friend Devon called her a wack Keyshia Cole (cuz she was looking exactly like a wack Keyshia Cole). She got offended so we bounced. The moral of my story is, don't let bitches get away with wack shit they're saying to you. Fuck you and your wack homothug party.

AHHHHHHH

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Thu, 27 Dec 2007 21:28:00 +0000

My best friend Wilson and I just booked a trip to Paris! and then we're heading for Amsterdam! End of January, totally exciting. I've eyed every hot Diane von Furstenburg dress and I bought some booties to look fly as hell.

Merry Belated Christmas everyone! I stayed home and watched Gangs of New York, Borat and Boondock Saints, all of which were fantastic. Then I decided to subscribe to Blockbuster's equivalent of Netflix, and the only reason I chose Blockbuster is because the deal is better since you can drop your movies off in-store. EVERYONE AND THEIR MOTHER NEEDS TO SEE A GUIDE TO RECOGNIZING YOUR SAINTS. Set in Astoria in the year I was born (1986), this movie has automatically been added as one of my top ten ever.

PS my impatience with fake ass wannabes like hipsters has grown to an uncontainable level. Someone sedate me.

Fine Wine

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Sat, 15 Dec 2007 22:18:00 +0000

You know what terrifies me at this very moment? (besides the fact that I have two papers due on Monday, both of which have not been started due to my neverending tendency to procrastinate) If I get a husband, will we go throughout our entire marriage without cheating? Because I will be hot for only so long (LOL jk), but men are like wine; they get better with age. The best examples of this are Patrick Dempsey, George Clooney and Brad Pitt. Or do I not get married so if the worst possible situation happens I won't have a permanent attachment to him? OR do I just go for Botox?

So this is why I need a shitload of money. Guys can no way fuck me over because I'll be self-sufficient. I want to hear a response from an Arab guy especially.

Sick

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Tue, 11 Dec 2007 04:33:00 +0000

You know the moment of clarity right before you throw up when you realize you'll throw up and you think FUCK! When this happens to me, I usually worry about my eyeliner and mascara running down my face when my tears are forced out but abandon this as soon as the first gag arrives. But you know what? I always feel better after.

Until I drink some more.

This is the stupidass chain of thoughts I had while at Stonybrook Friday. The party was the bomb. Passed out around six in the morning not believing I'd wake up again, but had a good time anyway. The only reason I'm forcing myself to party so much is because this is my last semester. I can't really be a dumb college kid anymore.

Well maybe if I go to grad school.

Christmas in two weeks! AHHHH. Gentlemen, remember I love Monsieur Louis Vuitton

Stupid Americans

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 04:25:00 +0000

Someone from outside the US PLEASE TELL ME YOU KNOW NOT ALL AMERICANS ARE STUPID. New Yorkers, for example, are politically aware, socially, psychologically and culturally diverse. Not to mention the poorest of people living in Shantytowns could be sitting on the Subway right next to Peter Vallone (I saw this on the W once). It is incredibly infuriating defending myself constantly. I'm a smart girl, I come from a good family and when I vote I take ownership in the information I should know. I did not vote this President in. Some conservative fuckers in North Dakota did. I believe in the theory of evolution, I am pro-choice, pro-gay marriage and I believe in globalization. So fuck that.

Plus everyone should read this article, it's kinda funny.

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/12/05/opinion/05friedman.html?ref=opinion

So the weekend is almost here. Friday is homecoming (GO HAWKS!). Saturday I could do one of two things. There are 1500 hundred people who dress up as Santa Claus and go bar hopping every year. I could do that or go to a warehouse party in a cracked out part of Brooklyn. This party is supposed to be aesthetically pleasing in addition to being crazy. Hmm what do YOU think?

Absolutely Exhausted

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 19:09:00 +0000

I know I joke about being a ridiculous baller when I'm older but I am tired of money. If anyone doesn't feel this way, they need to work at a retail store for a company that is on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, and I swear to God, if that doesn't humble you, then your heart is as cold as ice. My feet hurt, my brain hurts and I am ready to drop kick a bitch at any moment. And if one more rich JAP (Jewish American Princess for those who are oblivious) needs a detailed explanation of a simple ass receipt, then I'm a sure a swift blow to her head will knock some sense into her. So for those who haven't maintained a part-time job during college to pay for some superfluous shit like liquor, this is how it is. Be thankful people aren't climbing down your throat because they want some asinine discount.

Other than that I'm going on vacation soon! AHHHHHHHHH. I needed to pay for it somehow right?

The Last Supper

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 18:16:00 +0000

Registration is upon us, and it occurred to me since this is my last semester the classes I choose are something of a last supper in my educational meal. Do I order some spicy appetizers (like Intro to Film) or go all out and order the Peking Duck (Calculus)? I have three requirements, and this is what I finally chose.

Western Literary Backgrounds-requirement
Children's Literature-requirement
Intro to Computing-requirement
Literary Theory-for pleasure!
Business Law-THE MOST EXCITING THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME!

I time-crunched them to attempt the impossible next semester.

2 JOBS, AN INTERNSHIP AND THE TENNIS TEAM.

I know you bitches are hating already but whatever. At least it will be an interesting senior year.

By the way, everyone should hop on the Maureen Dowd bandwagon. This bitch is bad as hell, wrecking every American politician to pieces with her words, like in this article about the Annapolis conference.

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/28/opinion/28dowd.html?_r=1&oref=slogin

Enjoy!

Ending a Friendship Part 2

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Tue, 27 Nov 2007 13:34:00 +0000

So after my ex-friend wrote me that letter that was intended to hurt me, I thought about everything for a little bit. I had taken the high road, but I then sent a second response refuting his statements. Correspondences are below. Enjoy!

Sarah El-Edlibi
10:21am November 21st
david listen, you should forgo the under 21 people. i know it sounds fucked up and you probably have a lot of friends, but you're 21 now which is the entire point. you have to leave those people behind because no place that's dressy is gonna allow those people in

David Cox
2:28am November 26th
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So, I have to say that I didn't appreciate you saying that about my friends who were 20, especially since my gf is 20 as well. I could never leave those people behind because they are the people who helped me make it to this point.
I haven't said this before, but i am going to say this now: You can be extremely inconsiderate sometimes. There are times when you are justified in your actions (Kevin/alcohol incident), but otherwise you take things to an unnecessary level when it comes to drama and insults and I don't want to be apart of it anymore. You have really hurt some feelings since i've known you and you really don't care and that's sad on your part.
Even with things like my facebook and my wall posts, I defended you from my gf, thinking that Sara isn't doing this on purpose, we are just mad close. I asked you to cool it down so that you don't encroach on my gf. I was immature about it then, but now I see that you never respected my wishes and kept adding fuel to the fire, almost causing me to break up the single best thing that I have in my life.
Look, i appreciate all the good constructive convos and stuff that we were able to share when we were at Apple and so on, but that ends now. I'd rather not have you post on my wall or disrespect my gf in any way anymore. I will tell you now too that you would get the cold shoulder from both me and her if you came to my party, so i don't suggest that you come to that either.
You are confident to the point of over confidence and being a bitch on purpose. I am 21, and the whole point of this party was to stay away from things like that: drama. You seem to always bring it. There are people that you know that feel the same way, some less than me, others more, but i am not speaking for them. I have stayed silent for too long. It's done. We aren't friends anymore.

Sarah El-Edlibi
5:27am November 26th
first, i didn't mean to insult you by saying not to bring people under 21. i thought your gf was in spain for your birthday, nor did i know her age. the only reason i said it was because i recently planned a birthday for my friend joey, and it got really hard to find a nice place to bring everyone, and we had to end up dropping people under 21. this may not be your choice and i respect it.
second, i respect what you say and embrace it. this will always serve as constructive criticism for me. i only wish you could have said it to me when we were friends, seeing as how it is only fair, as a friend, to respect another friend by relaying flaws and habits that would improve the friend. i see now that this was obviously a one-way street in which i told you but you told me nothing.
third, contrary to popular belief, i do wish the best for you and your girlfriend. that drama happened almost a year ago, and i never did it again, nor did i wish to begin it again. i know she makes you happy. i hope you guys do well in your relationship.
fourth, if i had come to your party, i had no intention of being dramatic or anything of that sort. i just wanted to celebrate you.
fifth, if you don't wish to be friends anymore, it's all good. thanks for everything.

Sarah El-Edlibi
Today at 8:25am
you know, i felt like i needed a day or so to gauge the entire situation and what i thought of it. i showed it to some people, mulled over it, since i needed some perspective, you know? and i came to a conclusion.

You and your girlfriend are fucking deluded.

I'm sure you won't show this to your girlfriend since I'll put you on blast. The incident that happened last year was ridiculous, both because she cried about it and because you didn't defend her to us. You obviously didn't know how to be a boyfriend, and she didn't know how to be a girlfriend, so it ended up being funny to all of us. Not to mention that you're a straight-up pussy for not being able to tell either me or her to our faces what you needed to say. You also attempted to hurt me, which did not happen, I was only confused. You are EXTREMELY inappropriate for sending a letter to me of this kind without conversation for over two months. You obviously weren't my friend for two reasons: one, you didn't talk to me for a very long time. Two, if you felt this way, you didn't tell me. THIS MAKES YOU A BULLSHIT FRIEND. I feel like this letter was written as a suggestion from your girlfriend so that I don't show up to your party in order to avoid confrontation. David, give me a little more credit than that. I have always asked to meet her to at least show her that I'm not trying to steal her boyfriend. Instead you created tension between us, but I guess that's a lesson you learned for your next girlfriend. I also am in utter disbelief at your choice to disband a friendship over something that is almost trivial now in your relationship and happened a long time ago. But maybe it isn't trivial now, I'm sure your girlfriend is still giving you shit about this and the fact that you were still my friend. But I am even more positive that she would be hurt by other things you've done, such as that conversation we had on AIM in which you thought I was another Sarah and told me that you had a major crush and would have possibly had a fling with her WHILE dating your girlfriend. And also that night when we went to Steve's house from Limerick's and you were drunk and I was basically rubbing up on your dick. As I said before, I'm positive this won't reach her. Perhaps I'll send her a copy. I dunno, I'll think about that one. Anyway, the letter you wrote was a really shitty and crazy idea, and if you show your letter and explain the circumstances, you should get reactions that are not in favor of you. Not to mention that everyone over 21 agreed with my suggestion, and the only reason I gave it to you was because I actually tried to help you. You will realize in a couple of days that it will be difficult to have a party with teenagers, and you will realize in a couple of years that you are the only wack person to celebrate your birthday with teenagers. The latter I did not have in mind at the time of my suggestion, nor your girlfriend's age, so I suppose you'll have to trust me on that. Or don't. Because at the end of the day, there are realities to the situation that you can't see. I know when you fall in love your guard is let down. But your guard is way down and you are acting crazy and mean, traits unlike you, which is sad on your part. Enjoy your day.

Ending a Friendship

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 10:36:00 +0000

Have you ever resented a friend enough to stop being friends with them? Because this has never happened to me, although friendships have been broken off. Today I get a letter from my friend saying that I can sometimes be inconsiderate and his girlfriend doesn't like me so he won't be friends with me anymore. What kind of bullshit is this?

Three years ago, I got into a fight with two of my best friends, one friend I had known for ten years and one I had known for five. They decided not to be my friend anymore, and we didn't speak for two and a half years. And then boom!, out of the blue, one of them sent me a message, and we rekindled. Amazing how the world works.

My point is, some of this drama is so unnecessary. But I never end friendships because you never know what's going to happen. For example, when I used to work at Apple, I was confronted daily by ex-boyfriends and high school classmates that I ended up talking to people I already knew more than selling. Shit happens. At the end of the day, say what you need to say and move on. There's very little time for any of this wack shit in my life.

Movin on...

The other day at Bloomingdale's I was confronted with a unique situation. A tranny asked me to help her find a dress for her...on sale. It was Black Friday and extremely busy, not to mention the sale dress rack was awful. "What kind of dress did you need?" "Oh I need something slutty, tight and short and clingy" Like I even had to ask.

We get to the fitting room and it's women only. We don't even let husbands in. But this man considers himself a woman so I can't consider him a man. The stock women get all huffy and puffy about letting him in. They call security. Now some may say from a technical point of view he is a man so he should leave. But imagine you're trying to be a woman and no one will let you? And then they publicize it and embarrass you? So I call my manager and the tranny wins! Plus she found a dress.

I think that's called having consideration for others, don't you? <3

Thanksgiving 2

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Sat, 24 Nov 2007 18:02:00 +0000

You know what's terrible? When you arrive at a family gathering only to be poked, prodded and interrogated by family members. They start with the usual queries about school and work, and then they move on to what's happening after college. I have no idea what I'm doing after college. But they begin telling me that I need to start interviewing with companies now to ensure a job. But honestly, right now I don't give a fuck. I've worked like an animal putting out 60 hour weeks plus full-time 16 credit semesters at school for the past three years. I honestly don't care. I could fucking chill in my house and I'd be perfectly content. And the only way I came to this conclusion is the conversation that went on between the married couples minutes before

Randa: So Reema, how is everything?
Reema: You know, good, I'm trying to get my kids to do chores. I wish my husband would do them.
Bassam: When Randa and I first got married, if I left a dish in the sink too long she would bring the dish to the bedroom and chastise me.
Randa: You're too exhausting to keep up with. I'm tired.

I don't want to get old too quickly. I promise, my work ethic is excellent and I have no problem working. But these are my prime years and they will not be wasted.

Thanksgiving

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Fri, 23 Nov 2007 06:25:00 +0000

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. Growing up we never celebrated Christmas, but everyone celebrated Thanksgiving (except the fucking Jehovah's Witnesses, they'd show up asking you for money at 6:12 A.M.). I mean, what's not to love? Everyone gathers around, count their blessings and pig out. So what if all the Native Americans were killed shortly after? Do they even exist? Are you sure they weren't a figment of the imagination? (Cuz really that's how colleges treat that shit. Native Americans are the unicorns of our society. If any university receives an application from them, it's so rare that the applicant is offered a full scholarship AND a Benz)

So not to be the asshole that gets emotional, but thanks guys. It's been a fantastic year. Every year gets topped by the following year. I'm a firm believer things happen for a reason. Friendships are rekindled, money is blown on some hot material shit, and job callouts occur. At the end of the day, it's all good. And those of you who are close to me are worth it, 10000000%.

But honestly the best part of this so-called gratuitous and selfless holiday is that it is followed by the ultimate selfish holiday, BLACK FRIDAY. Oh God, it's two in the morning, but I need to start getting ready soon cuz Best Buy opens up at 5. And they are having the crazy wicked sale. So gnite y'all.

Dual Post

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 23:13:00 +0000

Hey guys this is dual post from both me and Joey. What should we talk about?

1) The club is opening up soon! And it looks amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Money)
2) Ghetto bitches are not allowed to deep-fry turkeys in apartment buildings. Grease fires are not appropriate for holidays.
3) Do not condescend to us about how you think your aspirations are somehow better or more important than ours. We're headed straight to the top so shut the fuck up. No job+ no money+no school+very little weed=unhappy you idiot.
4) Sorry to say, Britney's new album is fire. No we're not high. Yet.
5) Grape dutches are delicious.
6) We're not naming our kids any of the following: Josephina, Janelly, Shakwala
7) Project Runway is on tonight so we're going to go prep for that :)

TTYL

Shopping Completes Me

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Fri, 16 Nov 2007 07:35:00 +0000

Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I love to shop. Endlessly and tirelessly. Without pause. Greg and I were doing some speed shopping at the Diane von Furstenberg section of Bloomingdale's when all of a sudden, I spot a tranny. The tranny is very beautiful. and eerily familiar looking. That's when I realize I am standing in front of Serena Williams!!!!!! Really, you guys know I love her, but I'm calling her out on her wack weave and extreme pumps when she's already tall. Can't blame me for thinking she's a tranny. Bitch has endorsements from Nike, HP and her own clothing line. She can afford human hair.

But you know the chick is gangster when she wears pumps knowing that she pulls 10 hour days on the court.

My First Post

noreply@blogger.com (Sarah El) — Thu, 15 Nov 2007 09:54:00 +0000

Hey guys, whether you care or not, I decided to start a blog! Yea who gives a shit right? That's what I said. It's all good though. I'll rant regardless.

So basically one thing that made me happy but really sad today was watching Project Runway. For those of you who don't watch it, you are officially idiots. The show is fuckin awesome and the designs are insanity. One of the designers, Rami, I definitely had pegged from the moment I saw him as an Arab (cuz you know how Arabs sniff out other Arabs). But on the show they only mention Jerusalem as his hometown, and not the fact that he's from Ramallah (you know I had to Google the only Arab), which is Palestine. Stupid Americans are going to insinuate that he's Jewish, therefore averting any bad PR directed at the network for putting an Arab on the air. UUGGHHHH It's infuriating. But Fucker won the first challenge! YEAAAAA! You know how we do.

My first rant <3