Holy hell. I love libraries, but gosh darn it, I also hate them. I owe the UNC libarary 24 dollars. Really my fault, but still. They stamped my books wrong! Bitches. And I could've used that money to buy food!

I got another neighbor yesterday. He now lives on the floor between me and the others. Which means I don't have a floor of buffer between me and other people. I hope I don't bother his with noisiness. I'm quiet but the house isn't soundproof at all and my main living area if above his apartment. Ah, well, I'm moving out in a week anyway.
He's cute-ish. Long hair. His mom was helping him move in.
My landlady's granddaughter opened my door and looked up my stairwell at me yesterday. I happened to be standing right at the top of the stairs, too. Glad I wasn't wearing less clothes.

Anyways...
( Surveyyyyyy )

Just discovered a great quote:

"The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which
we are permitted to remain children all our lives."
-Albert Einstein

And that, my friends, is one of the reasons I'm going to study art history.
There's a certain innocence in the study of beauty.

Bonus points to anyone who can indentify the reference in my subject line.

Things:
I made all A s this semester... two regular A s and two A- s. I'm QUITE pleased. My grades went up this semester. I have a 3.71 GPA.

Today my mom and I went shopping... for plants and a bird. She found a parakeet a few weeks ago, and we felt he needed a buddy. So now we have big, pretty male Blue Bird (the first) and a sweet, pretty green girl I'm calling Budgie Girl.
Also went to Circuit City... they were having a big CD sale. I got the new albums by The Streets and Snow Patrol and The Raconteur's debut. I'm listening to it right now, it rocks very much.

Erm...
I think I've found a place to live, but it's not for sure yet. I'm leaving tomorrow for Winston-Salem (assuming my car is functional by then) and then heading for Chapel Hill over the weekend, I believe.
I need to pack. Gah.

Went to my grandparents' last night, they gave me a full set of The Chronicle of Narnia that my grandpa ordered not knowing what they were (he though they were mysteries...?). I'd kinda been thinking of reading them, so now I am. I'm working on The Magician's Nephew. I might skip The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, as I read it as a kid and I just saw the movie.
It's good to have easy, fun books to intersperce with the very dense sociological study of the British indie scene I'm also working my way through right now. That one goes about two pages per sitting... the Narnia stuff goes about 5 pages just while I walk my dog. I'm already about 40-something pages into it. WooT!

So, yes. Grades, birdie, music, books... all is well in the land of Sarah.

Oooh, the power went BOOM last night. There were a series of odd noises (I think three transformers blew) and the power was gone gone gone. So I stumbled about then read by candle light. And just stared at the flames and wax. I like fire.

Now I'm gonna go sit in the sun and read my book and listen to my music. Life is good.