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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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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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Bakery is Closed.

So, the cloud has begun to dissipate, your stomach is screaming at you for eating that bag of sour cream and onion chips, the peanut butter-bacon-banana and Jelly sandwich, the bag of sour gummy worms, that old chocolate chip muffin and oh yeah, that entire Buffalo chicken Hawaiian pizza and now it’s back to the real world (at least for some of you).

As a graduating college senior, I am no stranger to the festivities that take place on 4/20. For the past three years, I have experienced more cheezed out, red-eyed, oblivious reefer fanatics than I could ever begin to count. Not all of them being students, mind you. So, to you who celebrated the so-called Supreme Stoner New year, I hope you had a very merry lit and loaded holiday.

Whether you are a subscriber to High Times with Cheech and Chong as your lifetime idols or “smizzling the whizzle” just isn’t your thing, I think everyone should check out this silly cartoon short, Adventure Time.

Adventure Time is this random cartoon about a boy, Finn, and his best friend, Jake, an all-knowing 28-year-old dog with magical powers, my friends and I found on YouTube. I believe the full-series is either airing soon or already airing on Cartoon Network. Enjoy!

Quotes are great, quotes are nice

Finn:”This guys like 50 pa-toots!”
Finn: “Mathematical!”
Jake: “That was totally math!”
Finn: “Rhombus!”
Finn: “Ice to meet you”
Finn: “Snow problem”
Finn: “What’s going on….Abraham Lincoln?”
Lincoln: “Finn, your mind has been transported back in time..and to Mars.”
Jake: “Hey! Sloppy milkshake, why don’t you pick on someone your own size.”
Jake:” I don’t see any adventures going on anywhere. I think we’re good to just sit here for a while and just talk about our feelings.”

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