in an attempt

to seduce you with the ever popular hobby of blogging, i happened to forget to simply..tell you all about myself.

my name's sarra louise huerta, you can thank my dad for the middle name, MEXICO for the last name, and my dear gramma for my first name.

surprising as it may be to you, i'm at the cute, vulgar, age of 16. conversations with me might make you fathom otherwise but hey, as my grandpa used to oh-so-very-often tell me

"tengo pensiamentos veijita"

which translates to something like "you think WAY too old for what you really are.

i was born and fucking raised in this slum we call central cali. reppin it, if you will, for soledad, california. a social dump, but nonetheless, my home.

my friends are my heart, they make me essentially who i am. to sound incredibly cheesy, complete me.

my family are the stitches to my oh so frail frame, the backbone to my somewhat flimsy morale.

my dad might very well be the only person on this earth who...gets me, if you will.


now, before you go on thinking "maaan this girl is all weird and shit", i AM a normal teenager. i'm a party animal, i drink. used to drink like there was no tomorrow but i slowed my roll because i want to LIVE to see tomorrow.


oh, before i forget, i've had this youtube show with my best friend simon for the past year. we make jokes and odd observations like no other, a real talk of the town.

you can always check us out aaaat www.youtube.com/sarrawr3578


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