True Life: I'm Irritable

First of all, congrats to sash for finally taking the initiative to post your first uhh post... I thought it was excellent. Literary splendor indeed. In case our readers were confused I (sasha not like obamas daughter but like cash, or trash, or dash -a) have been writing all of the blogs. Sasha(like obamos daughter) just wrote her first post with the picture of fondue. In case you all were wondering, all of my posts start with true life, and all of sashas start with a name and them a loves and hates statement ie. Rod B. Loves himself, hates following the law. Understand?

On to the main point: throughout the day i found myself getting extremely irritable at everything. During floor hockey, i was told to go get the ball, and i was not feeling that. Then, sash's shirt was looking a little scandolous and i just could not drop the subject and was freaking out. Then i tried to explain to my dad how i never took the SAT- i took the ACT, and that just pissed me off. I think i was over reacting in some of these situations. In addition to the anxiety disorder i think i have, it seems like i should actually focus on my anger management skillz.

Sasha B loves her first blog post, hates that she can't make her own profile to separate her from sasha

So this is My first blog!!!!!  YAY!  so anyways this has truly been a whirlwind weekend and sorry its taken me so long to join on on this blog experience!  Anyways, the whirlwind weekend: so...friday night i had rehearsal for my play, A Midsummer Nights dream and then I joined Sash and our good friend jillian and we went to fondue stube in chicago.  Well the car ride wasn't that long but it was in a very sketchy and crime infested area of chicago. I felt like somewhat of a gangsta.  Our waiter was nice and friendly, but our water boy who looked somewhat like Dwayne from little miss sunshine (who I'm in love with) was a butt face.  (im trying hard not to use fowl language)  I tried being nice and friendly, like I am to all the waiters I meet, and asked him questions... he was totally UNRESPONSIVE AND RUDE!!!!!!  which angered me quite a bit.  I soon forgot about it though because of the obnoxious family sitting near us.  It was a mom a dad and 2 children. the son around 4 and the daughter maybe 7.  the mother was telling her son that a girl she knew had no balls and they were screaming about it for ten minutes.  They were also discussing blago- what a a**hole.  then the son picked up a knife and tried to stab his father in the face.  After seeing this I burst out into laughter, this family was CRAZAYYYY!  The next morning i went to rehearsal again.  It was fine, not much to say about it. ehhhh this is getting long and I realized that unless ur me, which none of you are, nothing I will say for the rest of my weekend will matter to you.  so to spare you long details, ill just end it here...for now.  but stay tuned because I will be posting every night facts, fun stories, anecdotes if you will about my days.  

later (im still working on my signing off expression)

Sasha (like Obamas younger daughter)

ps- go see frost/nixon it is absolutely incredible (ill be discussing movies later so ill save it for then)

True Life: I have a radio show

If you happen to be near a radio, or in a car on fridays between 3:30 and 5:00 and in the relative proximity of the New Trier area you should probably tune into 88.1 FM and listen to "Jillligan's Island". It's a really great show starring myself, sasha (erica- if you havent figured that out yet) and jillian- hence the name. We mostly play music of our choice but if you call in (dont worry we'll give out the number) and request a song we will be happy to play it if we have it on our i-pods.

In other news, sash broke two of her fingers because she decided it would be a really bright idea to longboard to the 7-11 when the ground is covered in ice and snow. Nice one sash. Sasha B- Loves longboarding, Hates falling while longboarding. Also, i decided that i am in love. We were eating at the Bravo in Evanston, and our waiter was basically perfect for me. I fell for him hard; like Sasha fell for the ground hard when she slipped on her longboard. Oh DISS. No seriously though, he was great. It isnst creepy at all that he was probably 10 years older than me.

In sadder news, Bari is leaving for Israel on Sunday, and that is just so depressing. Who am i going to talk about Andrew Bird, and Sufjan and Tegan and Sara about? Who will i go to the bathroom next to after lunch? Who will i have random songwriting/jam sessions with? Who will i run through doors with? Who will pester the dude who works at the gelato store with me? Who will impersonate irving the socially awkward bee? Who is going to request hot and cold or bsb on the radio? Who will sing DOnt Want you back in the car with me? Also, Bari- you better effin read this after this frickin tribute to you. HAHA. JK. no, but not really. Seriously you better.

Have Fun in Israel!
I love you! ( you a dirtly ho), no jk for serious this time(about the ho not the love part)

-Rachel

True Life: I am a nervous wreck

I decided that i have some sort of mild anxiety disorder because i am constantly nervous for no apparent reason. For instance, today was a great day(see previous post, TL: Tuesday will be great) and i did basically pretty well on all of my finals, and tomorrow is a half day, and i get to sleep in, yet im still freaking out. I have no idea why. Is that bad? I feel like im just making up an issue, but my stomach is all butterfly-ish. AHHH. I going crazy. Maybe it was the extra shot of expresso the barista man put in my carmel macchiato, but i doubt it since this seems to happen alot. For example, one of my most nervous moments of the day is when i turn on my computer and wait for it to load. Just sitting there makes me really uncomfortable. I thought that making some of my tea would chill me out. (It didn't).

True Life: Anonanimal

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsVF2kci4rA&feature=channel_page

Watch. Now. Please.

okaythanxbai

True Life: Grocery stores now sell milk!

Today i had to rescue sash from her play practice. On the way back we passed by Treasure Island, and there was a little pamphlet on the window saying, "Milk Sold Here". Shocking! Who knew that grocery stores started selling milk? I had always had a problem aquiring milk, but now that i know its at Treasure Island, i will just go there. It's good to know that the employees at the TI are looking out for their customers. Whats next, grocery stores selling fruit? Vegetables? The future is looking bright.

True Life: I dont have a favorite color

I realized after much hard thought that i dont know what my favorite color is. After having a discussion, many thought that it might be purple, since i have an affinity for very bright purple things such as my hoodie, and sweatpants. However, thats kindof a really girly color, and im just not feeling that. Out of all colors, i probobly wear gray the most, but that would just be depressing if i were ot say that gray was my favorite color. At this point, if asked, i would most likely say blue is my favorite color, but something just doesnt feel right about that either.

In other news, Sash and Bari and i went to the Salvation Army store in Evanston today. Why havent we been going there for our entire lives? It was fantastic! Everything was so cheap and awesome, and while many of the clothes and other assorted items were questionable, i thouroughly enjoyed the experience. I added another plaid shirt, to my small collection, and also assorted ironic white t-shirts. Sure, the store had an unusually pungent body odor stench, and there was a broken vent like contraption spewing steam. Nonetheless, there were some great buys including baris egyptian like gold dress, and sasha's sunday baptist church sweater with the odd neck thing-doodle. Wear them with pride, girls.

True Life: I Love Ellen

Lets be honest. Why do I need a blog? Nothing i talk about is remotely interesting. I'll tell you why i need a blog- I want to be discovered, and have Ellen Degeneres invite me on to her show! I know at the moment i only have three followers(one of them being myself), but i have confidence that somehow Ellen will find this and invite me to her show. When she came to Chicago, i tried so hard to get tickets, but that failed, and it also failed when we were in LA. I dont really know what she would interview me about, but maybe i could tell a joke, or play the banjo, or show her some of my brightly colored shoes. The point is that if anyone happens to see this( i don't know why you would) and you happen to be tight with ellen, get me on the show pronto.

True Life: Tuesday will be great

So, I am really excited for Tuesday to come because two extremely significant events will occur. Significant event Number 1- Andrew Bird's new album Noble Beast is finally being released. I got to listen to it on youtube before stupid Fat Possum records did some copyright infringement bizznass, but it sounded great! My personal fave is Anonanimal, but thats just me. Significant event Number 2- We can finally say President Obama! What a double whammy of a day. It turns out we were supposed to have that day of school, of but that gosh darned snow day really messed that one up. In case anyone was wondering (admit it, you were), my cold is doing alot better because dayquill is a miracle drug. I should probobly start a business. I would be a pretty unassuming drug dealer.

True Life: I have a cold

My two most important finals are tomorrow, and of course i get this huge cold. I've been blowing my nose all day, and it's looking a little rudolph all up in there... I decided that in order to aid my inflamed nose i would put some of my chapstick on. This particular chapstick, however, is very minty fresh, and the intense minty freshness resulted in a mild burning sensation. Isn't that neat? Also, since i am basically a walking pharmacy, i assumed i would have some day quil. I assumed wrong. Even my mini tupperware for advil was empty. All in all, it was a rough day. What a life i live. The momentous struggles i face are staggering.

True Life: I went to theater class

I really should be studying for my finals, but instead I will tell our many followers about my day. Well, the biggest part of my day came during seventh period when I was schocked and thrilled to find out that i didnt have piano/keyboard skillz. So, my friends Sasha and Bari brought me to their infamous theater class. What a treat that was. I felt a little out of place seeing as i do not qualify as a theater kid. Luckily, no one voted for me to leave when the issue came up that i might be a huge distraction, and i was honored. Truly honored. Thank God this event occured because the previous period, i was horrified to find that the lunch lady forgot to put jalepenos on my sandwich. This created a huge obstacle for me when I tried to make my japepeno and tortilla chip sandwhichs. I knew i shouldnt have went in the other lunchline. I learned my lesson.

Toodles,

Sash

True Life: We have a blog

It's official. We have a blog.

Toodles for now,

Sash