Me, Myself, and Sara

When I was a little kid, I felt I was different. Not because of my disability which is a big part of me but because of who I was.

I wasn't born here, I speak different languages, I love colors, and I smile to the effect it makes people wonder.

My disability makes me very aware of my individuality. It has shaped me into a bold person. Sure, there are times when I get depressed and feel sorry for myself. But that was then, this is now.

I have to say that I have an amazing support system at home. I don't know what I would have done without them. It is because of them I am as strong and confident about everything.

I have met people though, that do have disabilities and feel sorry for themselves and expect people to cut them some slack because of this.

That of course is the most bizarre thing I can think. You don't get a break. You have what you have and hope the rest will fall into place.

Life unfortuantely is not going to be extra nice for those who can't handle themselves.

To be honest, I have been spoiled. To the idea that I have lived at home, my parents take care of everything, and I have school right up the alley.

But even so, I have grown so much and I believe that I will be okay.

My hands have not kept me doing anything that I couldn't do. Instead, they have been a part of my story. A story I am never ashamed to tell.

Everyone has a story, its how you tell it that matters.

a fire that will never die out Pt. 2

So within two weeks my life has completely has been turned upside and over.
I have been feeling really angry, depressed, and just lonely all of a sudden.

My goals have just malfunctioned on me and I have to start anew. So my brilliant plan of transferring the year of Spring of 2008 has gone to nowhere. Academically, I have to retake a class over the summer which makes all the plans have to be shifted.

I guess its really my fault. Being so passionately involved in ASG and Student Senate really put a damper on everything. But in no freaking way, do I regret anything. I have had the most amazing pleasure of doing what I love.

So, I will be graduating Spring of 2008 and transferring Fall of 2008.

Goals are meant to be broken. Goals are meant to be reworked.

Its been a life lesson so far. I will fully dedicate my semester to me and really enjoy myself.

Hey, I am just learning this as I go.

A fire that never go out

I have been through hell and back this semester. It was a fucking adventure and rollar coaster ride that will be never forgotten.

President of the Associated Student Government of College of the Canyons and Regional VI Senator of the Student Senate for the California Community Colleges was my life for the past year.

I have met people who will be my inspiration forever. My heartful thanks goes to these members for being there and knowing exactly want to say. I will definately miss our nights at Sacramento where we would have a fun time just chillin.

ASG is something I never forget either. It made me reaffirm my belief in the fact that people change and things like cheese really don't.

I will not be returning to either organizations in the fall. However, I will be still involved in Region VI in one way or another.

My personal choice of not returning makes me realize I will have lots of time on my hands. Time that will be spent honorably on writing poetry, writing monologues, watcing movies, hanging out, and just being me.

But the time that I spent with the people over this year, I understood that fighting for somethig that you will spent your whole life protecting is worth it.

I am not going anywhere yet. I am still here, ready for anything.

No one will get rid of Sara Vogler that easily.

Thank you...

Not Ready to Give Up!!!

In the spirit of the Dixie Chicks of not giving up, I feel like I should make a statement. Maybe not as definite as painting myself black. I mean I did write a letter to editor of our school paper.

But even though the year is almost over, my term is almost over, I still feel I can make a difference. I still want to change the world. Dammit, I don't feel like giving it up yet.

I will stick to the MAN and I will prove to all I can still fight the good fight.

So It Begins...

Some say that a journey never really ends. Some say that a journey starts only when you are completely ready to take on risk.

I think a journey never completely ends. I think it ravels into something less complicated than you imagined.

"The world is smaller than you think and the people on it are more beautiful than you think."