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Three day juice cleanse

I woke up this morning completely craving a juice cleanse. Very odd. Much needed though.

So, rather than wait, I’m starting today with a the “Join the Reboot” 3-day cleanse. It’s a super simple program–start the day with hot water, lemon and ginger, have five juice meals, then end your day with some tea. Simple enough, right?

My (completely insane) Shopping List (for only THREE days):

9 organic carrots

15 organic apples,

9 small pieces of ginger (about 1 inch)

6.5 cucumber

23 celery stalks,

30-40 leaves kale (Australian tuscan cabbage) 6-8 leaves= 2c.

2.25 lemon

8 Plum Tomatoes

2 Red Bell Pepper (Australia capsicum)

.5 small Red Onion

10 cups Parsley, leaves and stems, roughly chopped and packed into the measuring cup

1 Lime

12-16 leaves swiss chard (Australian silverbeet)

6 clementines

1 large Sweet Potato

5 large Red Beets (Australia beetroot)

1 Orange, optional

6 cups Concord Grape

1/2 cup Blackberries

9 cups Spinach (~6 handfulls)

1 Jalapeno, ribs and seeds removed

12 Red Radishes

1.5 Fennel Bulb

2 broccoli stalks

1/2 head or 2 wedges green cabbage

1 bunch Basil

1 big bunch parsley (approx. 4 cups)

3 tomato

1-2 cloves garlic, peeled


 Let’s do this!
Have you or anyone you know successfully completed a juice cleanse?

Day Twenty-One-ish: Nicknames

Nicknames you have; why do you have them

I am a woman of many names. My given name is Sarah, but rarely does anyone actually call me by it… I am

  • Meech/Meecha. From what I understand, Meech is a nick name of my middle name Michelle. I’ve been called this by my sibs and my mom since before I can remember.
  • Bear. A short version of Sarah Bear of course.
  • Sweetie Pie.
  • Smarsma. I created my own “SM” language in elementary school and this was my name.
  • Mom. I was given this nickname in high school for what I am going to call leadership qualities. Some might argue I was more of a bossy ring-leader.
  • Pookie. Another high school nickname.
  • Sar. That is a given.
  • Ryck. This one sort of sucks as it makes me out to be a man.
  • Sarita. People began calling me this once I went away to college. It has been passed and adopted by my friends in different circles.
  • Sarah Michelle. Only if I’m in deep shit.
  • Sas, Sasibell. Same as above. It grew out of the college years. Two friends started it and it has stuck.
  • Babe. What the boy calls me.
  • Rochester. Because people have to highlight what makes you different. Apparently, I have an accent that makes people wonder where I am from.
  • Smiley. This is primarily a work nickname. I’m always trying to be happy and smiling. I’m honestly not that damn happy. I just want your money. Smiles get tips!
  • Palin. I was at a party and once again someone was talking about my “accent.” A dumb girl thought I was from Alaska. Everyone laughed but then someone chimed in I kind of look like her. It stuck.
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Day Twenty-ish…TV Show

The prompt asked me to write about a TV show I’m currently obsessing over. There is only one show I have anxiously been awaiting for what has been much too long. True Blood.

True Blood is based on of Charlaine Harris‘ Sookie Stackhouse series of books (fun easy reads, I recommend you add them to your summer reading list!). With the creation of synthetic blood, vampires decide it is time to reveal themselves to the world. Unfortunately, their great reveal has not been the smoothest of transitions for some beings, humans, vampires and beyond, particularly in the small town of Bon Temps. Barmaid and telepath, Sookie Stackhouse, however finds the vampires to be a welcomed breath of fresh air. For once she doesn’t have to struggle to ignore the mental chatter she has to work so hard to block out when with her human companions. Able to find peace in the silence, Sookie falls in love with vampire Bill and is lured into the deep world of the supernatural.

The show’s star Anna Paquin plays Sookie to the tee as she is described in the books, at least in my opinion. She’s among great talent all around though. Stephen Moyer plays the conflicted Bill Compton. Sam Trammell as Sam Merlotte is right on as well when looking back to the shows novel origins. My personal favorite is Alexander Skarsgard as Eric Norhman though. He has the bad-boy vampire thing down. Pair that with his abs, his primal vampire lust and danger, you’ll find yourself  in the grasp of quite a bit of tension.

So yes, I am obsessed with a TV show and it is True Blood. I almost hate to admit it. Vampires have never interested me and with the recent explosion over Twilight, I grew to dislike them even more. Thankfully, True Blood isn’t for teeny-boppers. It is very much a show for mature audiences. So if you like just a bit of fantasy, mystery, plenty of suspense and some steamy sex scenes, I definitely recommend True Blood.

Season 4 begins this Sunday, June 26 at 9pm on HBO.

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Giving up…

Is anyone else a fan of random google searches? I sure am. I type something that’s been running through my mind and I see what pops up {older blog similar idea}. A while ago it was giving up. To my surprise, the first result was a simple little video to Ingrid Michaelson’s “giving up.”  I’ve loved loved loved Ms. Michaelson since before it was the cool thing to do. Just ask my poor boyfriend who sat through multiple listenings and analyses of every song I could find of hers. I was thrilled {to say the least} when she was the first result.

Upon your first listen, because the song is so slow and repetitive, it sounds desolate like she’s giving up on everything {the original video I found was great but unfortunately embedding is disabled. Here’s the same song different video}:

Did you get that she isn’t giving up?! She’s not giving up at all. She’s found she will be  happy in all that is imperfect. I think what she’s saying is she’s giving up her insecurities. I think she’s giving up the what-ifs and life’s imperfections and she’s loving what she has, which of course is “you.”

What if we stop having a ball?
What if the paint chips from the wall?
What if there’s always cups in the sink?
What if I’m not what you think I am?

{What if everything isn’t perfect. What if we don’t work out}

What if I fall further than you?
What if you dream of somebody new?
What if I never let you win, chase you with a rolling pin?
Well what if I do?

{What if I love you more that you love me. What if I go bat shit crazy?}

I am giving up on making passes and
I am giving up on half empty glasses and
I am giving up on greener grasses
I am giving up

{Well I’m giving up on losing out. I’m giving up on other guys. I’m giving up negativity. I’m giving up on what-ifs and insecurities}

What if our baby comes home after nine?
What it your eyes close before mine?
What if you lose yourself sometimes? Then I’ll be the one to find you
Safe in my heart

{What if we ruin our children. What if I’m left all alone. What if we aren’t perfect. That’s okay because I’ll love you all the same}

I am giving up on making passes and
I am giving up on half empty glasses and
I am giving up on greener grasses
I am giving up

I am giving up
I am giving up
I am giving up on greener grasses

I am giving up for you
I am giving up for you
I am giving up

{I’m giving up the negativity, the what-ifs and the insecurities because I believe in you. I’m giving up the search for greener grasses because there’s no one greener than you}

Well, there you have it. Ingrid isn’t giving up at all. She’s committing herself to the person the song is written about. My interpretation to another Ingrid song. Maybe you don’t agree you. You don’t need to. I get this chick though and I’m sticking by my interpretation because it made me feel all better. Bam!

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Day seventeen & eighteen

Someone you see yourself marrying in the future
What kind of person attracts you?

This blog challenge was a bad idea. I haven’t really stuck with it on a daily basis, but I figure as long as I do the prompts sometime I haven’t failed completely.

Before college I could never see myself getting married. I could not even imagine it. I was obsessively opposed to being typical and conventional. My parents have been divorced since before I can remember and I didn’t want to deal with that. I had it in my mind that people only hurt other people.

Once I got to college, I began to day dream. I developed my own morals and values and am confident that I have good judgement to pick the right man {if that man will choose me, we will have too see}. I adore being very close to someone and I like the idea of marriage now.

Simple enough, I need someone interesting who will keep me entertained year after year because well I will only get married once {fingers crossed}.They need to have similar morals and values– I have my philosophies and I’m sort of a stubborn chick. He needs to be trustworthy, loyal, honest, faithful and devoted. I’m very easy-going though so he must be too. I require a great deal of support, encouragement and reinforcement. I want my husband to be a source of strength. With one life to live we will make it amazing and we will do it together.

I think I need a dreamer, someone who enjoys adventures and exploring as much as I do. A man who lives in the now but never stops dreaming of the future is important. How about a man who continues to grow intellectually, teaches me new things and searches for truth?

I like story-tellers. I love to listen. Yet, of course, I need someone willing to listen too. So a man with a strong set of communication skills would be wonderful {men communicating–what am I thinking!?}. I need a straight talker. Tell me how it is–when I’m bat shit crazy I don’t need someone to cower and tip toe around me and when I’m right he needs to back me up {I’m never crazy and I’m always right so that wont be an issue, of course}.

And finally,  I’d like a man who can say I love you, know what it means and show it. Actions certainly speak louder than words. My husband must be his own person. I want to be a team of two incredibly awesome people. I want to be and incredibly awesome couple. I want to be envied {& I will be watch!}.

I  want to spend my life with my best friend.

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Self portrait

The blog challenge – the one I’ve cheated on hardcore-is about who I am and who I want to be. That added to the constant bombardment of “What’s your New Year’s resolution?” has me constantly thinking about what is wrong with me. What do I need to fix this year?

Well, as mentioned in previous posts, quite a lot. I refuse to commit to another super-specific resolution I probably would have already broken by now, but I have committed myself to simply saying this year I will be better.  Since I’ve got so much free time on my hands I can play around with this quest to be a better, more well-rounded person.

I was sitting in my room, relaxing with Dave {DMB}, when realized I love the color of these new weights I bought. They’re motivationally green. I just look at them and think “You can doooo it!” The rested next to the new Women’s Health mag and Meditation for the Love of it. It just looked bright and inspirational.

{Bam! Lightbulb.}

I took a photography class as an undergrad and had an assignment to make a self-portrait out of items that represent you. I figured since it just looked so pretty I’d add a few more things & take a photo. Something to represent the not new but BETTER Sarah.


Cheers to a better Sarah

  1. Sundãri products and pamphlet: a more aware and conscious me that looks towards the benefits of what nature offers.
  2. The Plot Thickens: Dedication to being a good writer.
  3. The Buddha board:  Dedication to living in the moment.
  4. Meditation for the Love of it: Attempt to learn things on how to be Zen, more aware, more mindful and the like.
  5. Weights and Women’s Health: Lose weight and adopt a healthier lifestyle.
  6. 2011 Planner: Make more menus, plan and prioritize.

Day fifteen–Person I wish I could be

The person that you wish you could be…

That girl is mostly who I am…except…

You’re beautiful. You’re tiny weighing 40 lbs less. You are fit. In fact, exercising is fun for you, something you look forward to everyday. You always find exciting activities that keep the exercise plan extremely fun. Everyday you have the energy to do new things. Your hair is always done, looking shiny, smooth and cute. You have no idea the word split-end exists. Your nails are always painted and never chipped. Your skin is completely clear and soft with a healthy tan. Your make-up has a way of always being tasteful and natural looking but not boring. Amazingly it never smudges. You have your own unique sense of style and you’re perfectly put together even if you’re just relaxing in sweats. Yes, you’re beautiful and you don’t even care.

You’re incredible in other ways too, though. You’re ultra intelligent without even trying. This perfect you sees her brain as her most valuable asset. Everyday you keep up on important issues. You’re into politics and world issues. The newspaper is read every single day without fail. You take on the causes that mean the most to you.  Your free time is spent making a difference. You live a green life and care deeply for the environment. You try to do your part.

You love with your whole heart and you let everyone know what they mean to you. You always answer texts within seconds and you’ve never missed a call. Whenever anyone calls and you always have the energy to listen to their issues. The right advice dwells inside you whatever the problem

You have the perfect job, which you adore. Waking up day after day, you look forward to work and the people you work with. You’re bursting with natural talents and most things come easy to you. You write for fun and get paid to do so. You have total independence and that doesn’t scare you one bit. When your car breaks down you know what’s broken and never get scammed. You have enough money for yourself with some left over to help others. You’ve got your shit together because you’re strong and confident but the size of your heart is clear to everyone in your life.

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Day fourteen-Love

What is love?

Love: an intense feeling of deep affection.

Love is when you put another person before yourself. Giving the person you love first choice, picking something over another because you know they will like it. Love is giving the better half to another. You want more than just the person, you want what’s best for that person, you want their well-being. You’re in love when their happiness determines your own. When you love someone they bring delight into the simplest things. Every simple chore, every daily task is more fun when the person you love is by your side. The little things matter the most when you’re in love. When you are in love, you look forward to telling them what happened today. Love is when you can have fun just doing nothing–just talking. Love is going out to eat and not feeling the pressure to entertain or talk every second. You don’t feel ashamed of who you are, you never feel alone and you certainly never feel worthless when you’re in love.

Love is cuddling. Love is fighting but forgiving. Love is when you feel complete just being still. Love is waking up with last night’s make-up melted down your face and hearing “Good morning, Beautiful.” Love is laughing until it hurts. When you are in love you appreciate the present and you look forward to your future. Love is confident. Love just knows.

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Day twelve–Stressed

When you’re stressed, what can you use as an outlet?

When I’m stressed, I’ll most likely be writing. Sometimes, I have so much to say but no one can really understand. I don’t think anyone truly understands the amount I write. I write all the flippin’ time! I have about 20 notebooks full of letters, diary entries, stories, and I’ve even written a few books.

When a person is a fair verbal communicator, writing may offers a more efficient outlet to communicate. If I have something serious to say, something heartfelt and genuine and I really just want my point to get across, I write. The chances that what I have to say will be comprehended are much greater if it’s written. Writing allows me to organize my thoughts and get everything out.

I’m not claiming to be a good writer, because the truth is I’m all right but I’m no superstar. I just enjoy it. It’s something that is challenging, creative, and all in all an emotional release.


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Day eleven–Alive

One moment during which you felt most alive this year.

The weight of the wine she just inhaled on the train was heavy in her stomach. It felt like she had somehow managed to get the glass bottle down her throat too. She didn’t seem to mind too much because as soon as she got inside she accepted an over-priced beer from her date and boyfriend. Then another. And another. And maybe one more? They had taken the short train ride into the city to see Matt&Kim play at Webster Hall. She really liked them a few months earlier at the Siren Festival. She was excited to see them play again.

As expected they were great. The girl was a bit beyond tipsy and got the idea in her head she wanted to do something a ‘lil bit crazy. She turned to her boyfriend and gave him a silent look. She hoped he could read her mind.

“Hey babe, I want to do that. Throw me up there pleaseeeeee.” Their eyes had a brief conversation and a second later her boyfriend and the stranger next to him were throwing her up into the air and on to the crowd. Time froze. She didn’t feel anything below her, no hands, no heads. It was smooth like she was floating on a wave headed to shore. It was silent and all she saw were the bright lights and balloons dancing around her. She and both members of the band were the only ones in the room. Until, She was thrown over the metal barrier crashing into the stage and down onto her ass. It didn’t matter though. She couldn’t feel much now anyway. It was all over in a maximum of 4 seconds. But, it was worth it.

She was a complete mess. Her hair was glued to the side of her face wet with sweat. She probably wreaked like her sister’s hockey equipment and she probably looked like she was just hit by a sanitation truck. She didn’t care. She’d been with her boyfriend for three years now and he’s had to have seen worse. She was confident that even though she looked like she was recently released from the nut house, he was happy because she was truly enjoying herself.

BUT all that music and beer makes the couple pretty hungry. They turn the corner. Score! Street meat. Two orders of chicken and rice with extra hot sauce and a short walk later, they are back in Grand Central.

They have some time before their train leaves. Sitting on the ground indian style, the girl is people watching. Even in her slightly clouded state she watches the people come and go wondering where they’re headed, if anywhere at all. She’s absorbed in making up elaborate stories of the travelers’ destinations and of course, the best meal she’s ever had, when she hears his hiccup. She turns to him suddenly ready to pounce. She finds his hiccups hysterical. How the high-pitched yelp of a preadolescent boy can come from his 6 foot 2 Rugby frame is beyond her. She turns towards him, instantaneously he turns towards her. They both hiccup! Looking into each other’s eyes they smile. The girl gives out a small giggle. They turn away and go back to eating.

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Day blah–Blah blah

This challenge is turning out more annoying than anything else. There are countless times I have opened my blog because I feel the need to write, I check out what today’s little prompt is and I lose interest and go on my merry little way. I just don’t want to be told what to write today. As I mentioned before, I take orders well but truth is I just don’t like to be bossed. Stubborn independent woman tis I.

That being said…I hate not following through with things!! With the exception of dieting, I usually follow through with things. Right? I think I do. Then again I do come up with a million and three AMAZING ideas a day. Whatever. The point is I’m still going do today’s prompt I just felt the need to complain and moan first. Go figure.

Day eleven is on its way.

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Day ten–Second Chance

Dear You,

You really screwed me over. Because of you I felt so unwanted and unwelcome in a place where I knew absolutely no one. I thought you were a true friend after the nights we spent talking and the nights we spent laughing. You took advantage of me, but I let you. I was there when you were thrown away by someone you thought you loved, and then you tossed me aside the same way they tossed you. You’re not the only one to blame though. I gave up on you towards the end. Stopped treating you how I would have liked you to treat me. I ignored you and you ignored me. I guess, that’s where we went wrong.

I don’t even know why I chose you for this second chance prompt. You’re the first one who came to mind–yea, it was a surprise to me too. We met under some odd circumstances, and bonded over even weirder ones but I liked our friendship. I ALWAYS had fun with you, even when we weren’t doing anything. We are so completely different in every way imaginable but that was the fun part. I think I’ve always wanted to go back to those days, give it a second chance.

I can’t actually imagine that happening though. I’m not the same girl I was then. Honestly, I still won’t put up with the shit you pulled. There were times you just weren’t a nice person simply because you didn’t feel like it.

A slightly stronger Sarah

“Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.” Paul Boese

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Day seven–15 facts


  1. I find it difficult to write about myself
  2. I am a champion napper. Super serious, straight up champion.
  3. I’m a pretty good cook. I’m still learning, but I enjoy whipping up a creative meal.
  4. I love deeply. Genuinely. Sincerely.
  5. I don’t believe in religion. I like to learn about them all…but I can’t say I believe in any of them. The one true thing I believe in is love.
  6. I always wear my seat belt.
  7. I’m an excellent listener. Listening leads to understanding. People watching is a passion. I love to learn other perspectives.
  8. I have double chins. Two beautiful baby boy chinchillas.
  9. I’m also a super duper cuddler. Just ask my dog, the boy & my roommates.
  10. I go by many names. Rarely do people actually call me Sarah.
  11. I adore writing, but I couldn’t imagine myself doing only that for a living.
  12. I would really like to travel non-tourist destinations. Anthony Bourdain show me the way!
  13. My goals have changed drastically in the past three years. I want a house near the city with a backyard & a drive way.
  14. The only wine I drink comes out of a box or costs $4.99 a bottle. I’m classy like that.
  15. When I trust you, when I think you accept me, when I think we are close–I will call you names and joke around with you and show you the true meaning of sarcasm.
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Day six–Mirror

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, must I be so fat?…

She looks in the mirror and what does she see? Well, to be honest she sees everything that is wrong with her physically. She could choose to focus on the extra chunk around the middle…and top and bottom and…ok, all around. She doesn’t want to be one of those girls though. She’s a beautiful person even if it is mostly on the inside. It is more than some people, she keeps telling herself.

She knows she shouldn’t focus on her pale, somewhat translucent, skin or her ski jump of a nose. She shouldn’t even notice that one little tooth poking out of line. Her eyes shouldn’t glide over every curve and wrinkle. Her big flabby arms and teeny little wrists, shouldn’t really bug her. She should forgive herself for making her once beautiful lips victims of her nervous lip bite. She should, she would, she could…but she probably won’t.

She’s typical in every single way. She is one of those girls. She knows an appearance is just that, an appearance. It matters to her, ohhhh it matters to her. But, she’s intelligent. She’s no dummy. Somethings just matter more. She’s grateful she is who she is. She does like her eye lashes. Her hands are little and perfect for holding. She’s short, but she fits in his arms so perfectly. She is soft and squishy, but she makes the best pillow. Her chinchillas chillax on her boobies so well and her puppies find her belly makes for the perfect leaping pad. She’s warm and she’s loving. You can trust her with your life, I promise. She’s calm and collected. She’ll tell you like it is. She’s happy and content and even likes some of her flaws. There is always room for improvement. She’s a work in progress but aren’t we all?

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Day five–Social or independent

Independent: free from external control and constraint

Don’t get me wrong, I love being around people. I love to hang out with good friends and have a good time. But I consider myself more independent. I don’t enjoy being told what, how or when to do something. It just frustrates me. I’m all about doing my thing, my way. I’m pretty much a selfish brat,  honestly. On top of that, I like to do solitary things like read, listen to music, mess around on the computer. I just don’t find many people dependable. They aren’t able to cater to my wants and needs as well as I know I can. I always entertain myself. Just think, when you’re out with other people sometimes it’s just not polite to get up and leave even though you can’t imagine sitting there listening to them talk for 3 more hours!! I’m an independent woman, in many senses of the word, who’s doing her own thing.

When I say I simply don’t have time to do what I don’t want to, I mean it. Life is much much MUCH too short to follow the crowd.

Social: tending to move or live together in groups or colonies of the same kind

At the same time, I don’t want people thinking I hate being social. I don’t! I love being with my friends. I love being surrounded by people. The people I surround myself with however, are the type of people who just know how I am. They understand that I am not always going to do every single thing with them. I think of my roommates. They know they are welcome anytime in my room. When we hang out, I’ll probably be doing whatever I need to get done, like folding laundry, while they play Wii. So, I love people. They are fascinating and fun but I don’t fit neatly into a social circle so I consider myself more independent. I’m not locked away in my room. I promise.

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Day four–Let go

What or Whom did I let go of this year and why?

Oof. I don’t know why, but I’ve had great difficulty thinking of things to write about today. I think the most important thing I’ve let go of this year has been sadness. I don’t have the greatest explanation of why I was sad in the first place, honestly. I think I was just so dependent on what everyone thought, or didn’t think, of me. I was so caught up on other people who I lost grasp of the many, many things that make me so incredibly happy.

Evil outsiders imprinted it in my brain that I needed to fit into a certain mold. My education, my relationship, my tastes, my friends, all of my decisions needed to be like those of “people my age”.

It took me a while, but I’ve come to realize that it just takes way too much energy to do what you believe others expect from you. Truth is, I expect more from myself than anyone I know expects out of me. Suppressing who I am is exhausting. I just do what I want, when I want now. I say what I’m thinking and I’m focused on thinking the right things.

In all of this, I’ve let go negativity. I’ve weeded out the people who bring me down, who are jealous, the people who thrive on drama, the immature people, people who don’t strive for anything and the people who take advantage. The negative energy these people bring into my life just isn’t worth it. Instead, I use my energy to become SO GRATEFUL for the people who encourage me to shine, the people who listen, and the people who genuinely care.

Thank you to those important people.

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Day two-Proud of…

I knew this blog was coming up. I’ve honestly thought about it all day. The truth is there isn’t much in my life I am NOT proud of…

I’m proud of my family and friends, where they’ve gotten themselves in their own lives and our relationships.

I’m proud of myself. I took a giant leap leaving my hometown when I went away to college. It wasn’t the popular thing to do in my circle of friends at the time and I was the shy one back then. I’m proud that I had an amazing college career while still getting my work done and doing it well. I have fun but I work hard too.  I’m proud I was accepted into graduate school months before I was even 21-years-old. Today, I learned I got a 4.0!

I’m immensely proud of my relationship. Relationships are difficult especially throughout the college years when both people tend to change and grow into themselves. I truly love my boyfriend. I’m proud of him.

I know it’s weird, but I am also proud of my animals. I love my little Lillian. That dog is the sweetest, cuddliest dog in the whole world. Her love for my family makes me proud. I’m proud my chinchillas too. They are so cute & becoming friendlier everyday (they’re still babies). My animals are my babies!

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Day One–This month’s goals

I’ve always had this obsession with trying to be a well-rounded human. My definition of a well-rounded person has, of course, changed and evolved as I have grown into who I am, but mostly it just never stop learning and improving.

That being said, this next month I am taking a break from both jobs that claim me 7 days a week and my graduate night classes. I’m going upstate to Western New York for an entire month, so I have set up a number of things I want to do. I’m really looking forward to take the time to work on me.

1.       Get back in shape. Working and being pretty busy has distracted me from my own well-being. I’m going to focus on eating the right things and working out on a regular basis. I need to get back into the habit of making my health a priority. I’ve stopped cooking and have resorted to take-out because of its convenience. That is going to change. I LOVE to cook. I’m taking all my cook books home with me. My father and I are going to enjoy home cooked meals!!!

2.       Read. Read. Read. There is nothing more frustrating than craving a good book but knowing you don’t have time to read the books assigned for class and the ones you crave. I have a list of books I want to read as long as Santa’s naughty list! I cannot wait!!

3.       Work on my career. I am pretty young for a graduate student. I love school, but it can only do so much in terms of real world experience, networking and social media. I’ve created a Twitter (@SarahRyck) a few weeks ago and I am working on building a PR network. I have met so many nice people who are willing to mentor a newbie. I want to be involved, start conversations, learn about PR and continue to meet wonderful people.

4.       Write. If I had to choose one thing as my passion I would say writing. I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was in first grade. My father used to have to take all the notebooks and pens out of my room when it was time for bed otherwise I would be up all night writing elaborate stories and diary entries.  Lately, I’ve fallen out of the practice of writing every day.

5.       Enjoy my friends and family. Being so far away, I haven’t spent nearly as much time as I’d like catching up with my friends and family back home. I’m really excited to take this opportunity to spend some time with them.

6.       Zen. I’m really interested in learning more about being Zen and Buddhism things like meditation. Being so busy can sometimes mix up my priorities. I’d love to learn to be more aware. Right now, I am completely clueless, but it is something that interests me.

Those are just a few examples. I am going to be busy back at home, just busy in a different way. I’m uber excited!

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A renewed attention or interest in something


I want a blog. I want to write. I need help.

In the past few days, I have heard and read about a number of different blog challenges. Simple daily prompts, usually about the author, that you answer everyday. I’m taking a break from graduate classes and both my jobs to go home for one last winter break. In my time off, I’ve decided to give it a shot. I will attempt to answer these prompts everyday for 31 days. My hope is after getting back into the swing of writing everyday I can write on a regular basis. Building my blog as I go…

  1. Short term goals for this month and why
  2. Something you’re proud of
  3. Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.
  4. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?
  5. Are you more social or independent? Why do you think that is?
  6. Your reflection in the mirror
  7. A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself
  8. Christmas Eve.
  9. Christmas
  10. Someone you want to give a second chance to
  11. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
  12. When you are stressed, what can you use as an outlet? Why do you think it helps you?
  13. A photo of the item you last purchased.
  14. What do you think it means to be in love?
  15. The person that you wish you could be
  16. Where have you been spending your time lately? Three/Five/Ten years ago would you have expected to be there?
  17. Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future
  18. What kind of person attracts you?
  19. A TV show you’re currently addicted to.
  20. What is it that makes you different and what you do that lights people up? Reflect on all the things that make you different – it’s what makes you beautiful.
  21. Five things that irritate you.
  22. The friendliest person you knew for only one day
  23. Something you crave for a lot
  24. Nicknames you have; why do you have them
  25. Do you feel protective over someone?
  26. A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
  27. Your dreams
  28. Someone you judged by their first impression
  29. A letter to someone who has hurt you.
  30. Who are you? In comparison to who you used to be. What made you change?

So here’s what I will be answering. I’m a little uncomfortable about the personal nature of some of the prompts, but maybe that will allow me to be more creative in my answers.I’m also considering changing the appearance of my blog.

I hope you have a moment to give me your thoughts and suggestions on my blog revival!

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