nostalgia:

1. A wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition

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When your friends make less of an effort to include you than you do, you kind of give up.

I was always the first to text, always the first to ask if there was something planned in the week.

So, I've given up. Actually.. I kind of gave up a long time ago, at least mentally.

I tried to be one of those girls that everyone in the group could come to.

Subconsciously I knew my efforts were useless.

I've also kind of stopped caring.

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No, I'm not complaining. Just simply stating.

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I've been in a state of nostalgia lately.

No, I haven't been missing high school, I've just been missing the bigger connection to society.

I've been an outcast for 5 months and I've been finding myself rather bored.

And I miss my old home.

And my real best friends.

The real best friends that we'd play in treehouses together.

The real best friends that would go on walks with our dogs and bring them all back to go swimming with all of us. And constantly Shy Anne would try to murder our dog, Heidi.

The best friend that wouldn't let me sign her yearbook when she graduated because it wasn't the last time I was going to see her, yet it was a whole entire year before I saw her again.

And my other best friend who I will always call my best friend.

The best friend that let me feed her hedgehog mealworms until it probably was about to barf.

The best friend that always asks questions, after we haven't talked for a while, willing to listen to what I have to say, no matter how unimportant my words may be.

I love her. I don't know if she'll ever know how much I admire her.

If she's reading this, she'll know who she is...

Especially when I tell her "I can't wait to get mehdeeeeeeeeeed."

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I think I'm getting sick.

I have the chills and my head feels congested.

And I sound like my nose is clogged.

And I feel like I'm burning.

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Time to go eat ice cream.

Mhmm. Remedy for fevers-- ice cream.

It's proven.

{by moi}

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Sianara!

I'll leave you with a pretty.

{even though, I'm sure you all have seen it by now}

If you can't see my nose, that's because your screen is too bright.

My screen has {almost} perfect calibration.

booyah.

Moving on, is a simple thing, what it leaves behind is hard.

Last night I decided... I hate moving.

I don't like living here.

I waste gas.

I waste time.

I don't have any friends.

The last time I saw my old friends was about a month ago.

The only person I hang out with is Nic.. Which is fine for now..

But when he goes on his mission.. What am I going to do?

{I think I will go to Single's Ward in January just so I can make friends my age.}

I've had nothing but nightmares since moving.

I feel like our house is haunted--It feels like there's something watching me when I'm downstairs.

Basically the only rooms in the house I use are my bedroom, my.... our.. bathroom, and the loft.

I want my own bathroom back-- {I'm having to share it with 4 boys when there's a perfectly good bathroom upstairs.. "The shower's too cold" Wah wah! Let me tell you... My bathroom is only like 5ftx7-8ft. The other day I went to potty and the toilet was clogged. I hate boys}.

I want my bed back.. {but for some odd reason my mom insists that my bedroom be the guest bedroom forever.. and that I keep this huge bed, which wastes space. Which doesn't make any sense. And I was only able to use my new bed with a whole new frame.. and a whole new mattress set for maybe 3 months.}

I don't think this will ever feel like home.

I really want to move out.

I wish I could.

I need somewhere that feels like my own space.

That probably won't happen until Nic and I get married.

Because I have to save money for said, marriage.

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I don't even know what to say now.. I have so much on my mind..

And no one wants to hear it anyways.

Bye.

Obsession

I'm kind of obsessed with this shop:

And I'm really obsessed with these photographers:

{Who capture these gorgeous brides wearing similar, if not the ones from the same shop, crowns}

{I got to see these photographers as they were taking pictures of these two at the temple. I kind of acted like a retarded, obsessed fan-girl.}

Please love these images with me. Perfect. See the whole post here

{Crown from WhichGoose, the shop above}

If Angie or Matt Sloan were to ever look at my blog {pshh.. yeah right.}, I want them to know I love them. Seriously.

Pure inspiration with every image. 

My heart melts when I look at their blog. Raw emotion.

I hope that they can do our wedding pictures in the future.

Monsieur.N hates short wedding dresses.. And all things hippie {the crown}.. But I'm going to beg him to let us do some pictures like these in the future, just for fun. I don't care, I will buy an extra, short wedding dress, just to have fun pictures. I love short dresses.

They are just darling.

And I love shoe clips:

Found here

Found here

Both found here

Can you tell I'm in a wedding mood?

Are you dying of picture overload? Not me. I can never get enough. :]

I have a picture/photography affair... err... Obsession.

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I don't know what else to say. My mind is on other things.. {like what exciting things are happening for Sarah Waggs Photography for next year, which are a secret. :P }

So I'm going to go brainstorm and work on those other things.

Aren't you just anxious? I am. :]

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Toodles!

P.S.&btw: If you've never heard my voicemail message for my phone.. I say "Toodles" in it. Seriously.

Ward camp-out photo recap.

It's been a crazy week.

The Saturday before last, I shot a wedding for Megan & Tim Stice. LOVED it. The images turned out so good! I'm excited to get them edited.

Then, Thursday we went on a ward camp-out.. We went up a day early.

But we had to come home early because I had to go second shoot a wedding with Brittany Hogan. Which was another 2 hours away. Then back home that night and off to church in the morning to practice the Primary Program, which was a slight disaster. I love our class though. SO cute.

It went a little something along the lines of:

Little Sammy asked "Sister Love, are you married?"

"Nope, I won't be for a while."

"Well, I would marry you."

Could he get any sweeter? :]

Earlier the sister of one of my little girls {who reminds me SO much of Bonnie Stapley} asked:

"Are you Sister Love? Morgan talks about you all the time. She loves you."

Aww.

Like I said, I love our class.

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I will share a few out of the 500 pictures I took on the camp out.. Haha. And all of them are unedited. I got too lazy. Maybe someday I'll edit some.

{Thomas turned 16 yesterday. WEIRD. Happy Birthday bro!} :]

Mwahahaha. My mom is going to kill me when she sees this..

Ted, our foreign exchange student from China.

Patrick, our other foreign exchange student from Denmark.

Super yummy tin-foil dinner. Mmm. Yum yum.

Oh hai, Edward wanna-be. Hehe. Just kidding.

Oh hai, awkward, trying-to-be-serious-while-everyone-else-was-in-WalMart Sarah. 

Making din.din. 

Haha. Oh Ted.

Flutterby.

Pretty much every Monday night you can find our family playing cards. It's our favorite FHE activity. Haha.

This little boy is SO cute!

Thomas and the guitar were pretty much attached at the hip the whole time, having a talent battle with the Stapley girls. Ooh la la. Just kidding, T-rex. :P

There was MUCH softball playing. I miss playing on a team. 

Haha. Fail. 

Oh lovely D.

I love the Dahl's. :] 

Bahaha. I love candid camping pictures. 

Doodling is another pass-time for my mom and I. 

Tennis dodge-ball.

These two boys are twins. And their younger brother there has a twin sister. I feel sorry for their parents. Haha.

I thought this little camping neighbor was SO cute.

"A tooty tah a tooty tah a tooty tah tah"

Who be that center left?

Oh hai, Bishop! :]

Conclusion 1: I much prefer pine tree camping. I hate the desert. But that's old news.

Conclusion 2: I love our ward. And our bishop. Mwahaha. :]

{Oh Bishop Bullock, you are so welcome for the lovely picture of you doing the Tooty Tah Tah. :]

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I'm actually getting off of my computer before 12.. It's a miracle.

That doesn't mean I'm going to bed though... ;]

I'm going to go gather inspiration.

Ciao!

3 attempts, 3 fails, and the awkward conversation.

It is day 6 since I last wrote a blog post. I have tried 3 times to write a new one, each time I'm interrupted, forced to save Ze Post as a draft. So here I am, one more time, trying to write again.

I'm determined to finish.

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I was offered jobs at both the Children's Place & Aeropostale.

I'm going with Aeropostale.

The C's P. pushed their company credit card. Not so much in support of it.

Now I can still work in retail, without having to be pushy.

Squee!

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To quote myself, which I do quite often, from the eff.bee:
 "It's 84 degrees outside, and I'm still hating the heat.. There's something wrong with me. The other day I loved being in the freezingness of the Costco fruit & veggie room. I'm destined to live somewhere cold I think."

How many times do I have to say it.. I have never been meant to live in Arizona for the rest of my life. {Watch, I'll end up never leaving just because I talk about it so much}

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You know those awkward conversations with someone you haven't talked to or seen in a million years,
especially from a place you've been trying so hard to forget:
"Hey, do you remember me?"
or
"Hey, I haven't talked to you in so long"


Yeah. That's because I've been avoiding you.
Just kidding.

You talk about college. You talk about love life. And family.
Then it ends with that awkward "Oh, I just remembered I had to do that one thing for my grammy.. Her copier is jammed.. yaddayadda.
And they're still. logged. on. 30 minutes later.


Genius.


Those conversations are my favorite, mostly because I'm laughing on the inside about how I really was trying to forget you. Well, not necessarily Y-O-U. But the place you came from and all that those 10 months entailed.

I have a weird sense of humor.

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Like how I find this conversation funny:
 "Stop tickling me, I have to toot."
"Sarah, I think we have gotten too comfortable with each other to be talking about farting in front of each other."
"At least mine don't stink.. Dang, now I have no battle weapon to use against you in the future." {Referring to a story I'd heard from a coworker at AZ Bridal when she suffocated her husband with a nasty one, under their comforter.}
 What can I say.. I grew up with 6 brothers and only 1 sister.


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I have lots of exciting things happening this week.
1. OhMiGosh. It rained heffalumps and woozles today!!
okay. so that's not really one.
2. I'm doing a photoshoot for some fun teens on Friday for a birthday.
3. I'm shooting a wedding! Yay! Haven't had one for a while. I've been dying.
Really.
4. I'm taking pictures of 4 seriously adorable children, of the amazing woman I team teach with in Primary.
She is amazing. She makes these darling gems known as the Vintage Rose Wraps.
Order some. They're worth it and SO cute!

Okay. I'll stop talking now. :]
Bonne Nuit!