Happy Birthday, Sarah!

HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY, SARAH!!

Since it's your birthday and I've never written much about you on here, I thought I'd dedicate this post to you. Hope you enjoy. :)

 

So way back in freshman year I was just a terrified little introvert who was afraid that she wouldn't make a single friend. I was nervous and awkward and I wasn't very good at meeting new people. Then you came along. I saw that you were in a couple of my classes and you seemed like a nice person, so I made a habit of sitting next to you in class. I'm really glad I did that. After we started talking it became clear that we were quite similar. We were both English majors, we both loved books and poetry, and we were both quirky and loved comedy and The Wedding Singer and got really excited about little things. I'm pretty sure this was the first picture we took together as new little freshie friends at the school carnival. College would have been a lot scarier if we hadn't met. Good thing we did. Who knew that ice cream social thing would actually make us, you know, be social. 

After the ice cream social that pretty much sealed the deal on this friendship. We had classes together, we ate lunch together, and we sat under trees together because we love them so much. We talked about school and quoted comedians and figured out our way into Webster life. Out of hundreds of other students I somehow managed to find the person I needed to get me through all the changes that were happening in my life. Also, you got us these cool matching sunglasses with a lovely floral print. We do love our floral prints. 

Since then we've made so many great memories. We've gone to the zoo together. We've gotten lost on our way to the Science Center. We've met famous people and had photo shoots. We've gone to The Book House (may it rest in peace) and watched countless movies. We also enjoy free cupcakes together. Gotta have that Red Velvet goodness.

All of the friendships I've made at Webster have been because of you. You introduced me to people and helped me to be myself around people I didn't really know that well. Thanks for that.

You introduced me to this guy. ^ He's pretty cool I guess. And Damion too, but I didn't have a picture of him.

 

You pretend to be a pimp with me. And when we pimp, we'z be pimpin'. Just look at those pimp cups.

We've had so many laughs together and so many adventures. Honestly, I think our conversations should be quoted. We always end up talking about the best, most interesting stuff, the stuff that matters, and as an introvert I love that. There's never any small talk when we're together. It's the best.

You sit under trees and appreciate them with me. Treehuggers 4 Life. You're a liberal, vegetarian, feminist and you don't even know how freaking awesome that is. You have opened my eyes to so many things and I couldn't be more grateful for it all. It will forever be my mission to make you watch more old movies. :) I'm making a list.

You don't enjoy the rain like I do, but lucky for you I have a very large umbrella that looks like a bubble. You listen to me rant about my awkwardness and that boy with hair like Harry Styles who always catches me doing the most embarrassing things. You listen to Dane Cook and Daniel Tosh with me and we always laugh, even when we shouldn't. We're so similar and yet so different and it's awesome.

Also we meet famous people together. And that's pretty freaking cool.

You got us tickets to see Bill Burr and then forced me to be brave and get a picture with him. It was epic.

Then you came to see New Politics with me and we got to meet 2/3 of the band! WHICH WAS AMAZING! Thanks for knowing who they were in the first place. Best. Concert. Ever. Glad I got to see them with you and stare angrily at the tall people in front of us. (Also your mom drove us and let us hide out from the cold in her car until it was time to go in, which was great.)

We take pretty great awkward selfies together. Still rockin' that concert buzz. Aww yeah. And also you appreciate The Fault in Our Stars and John Green and Augustus Waters just as much as I do. Can't wait to be at the theater opening night! 

Basically you're the best college best friend anyone could ask for. If I hadn't met you back in freshman year I'm not sure where I'd be. Thanks for all that you've done and for listening to me complain, or talk about silly things. And know that I'm always here to listen to whatever you need me to. Thanks for being the one person on campus that I know I can always call on to be there and to support me in and out of class. Even when my paper sucks you still always find something nice to say about it. Thanks for helping me not be alone when I was terrified I would be. Thanks for having great conversations with me about anything and everything and for never making me eat lunch alone. You could never know just how grateful I am that we met all those (three) years ago, and I know we'll know each other long after college is over. Can't wait for even more memories to be made, and now that you're 21 along with me the possibilities are endless! Happy Birthday, Sarah! I'm so glad I met you!

<3 Sam

Those Awkward Moments

Now I know that the whole trend of "that awkward moment" posts may be over, but if you know me then you know just how awkward I am. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. All awkward, all the time. What a life I lead. Anyway, I've been thinking about doing this for a long time, so why not now. I tell these things to my family and friends and they laugh, so I figured why not tell them to you too. Maybe you'll get a chuckle out of them. And since there are lots of other awkward people out there with plenty of their own awkward moments, I figure we can bond over our awkwardness. So here are a few awkward moments that may or may not have happened to me. You'll never know. Enjoy.

That awkward moment when you're driving through campus and you spot that guy you've been crushing on, so you stare at him as you drive past and right at that moment he decides to look over at your car and catch you staring. He totally thinks you're a stalker now, BUT YOU'RE NOT. YOU PROMISE.

That awkward moment when your walking down a flight of stairs and your friend informs you that your crush is walking past, so you quickly look up to find him, but your shoe gets caught and almost comes off making you kind of stumble your way down. Then you make some strange giggle/laugh noise and it's a lot louder than you wanted it to be, so he looks back to see what animal is dying and catches you staring at him. AGAIN.

That awkward moment when you're sitting in class and your stomach decides to make some sort of demon noise that sounds closer to a fart than a stomach growl. And all you want to do is shout IT WAS MY STOMACH. I DIDN'T FART. I SWEAR. But instead you just pray that no one heard it, or that everyone saw you put your hand to your stomach indicating that it was indeed a growl.

That awkward moment when you fall UP the stairs. It's a special skill.

That awkward moment when you're not sure if someone is trying to hug you or shake your hand. Those never end well.

That awkward moment when your cousin makes you buy cigars for him because he lost his license, but when you go to show the cashier guy your own license your hands shake so bad that you KNOW he thinks it must be fake. BUT IT'S NOT, YOU SWEAR. You just have hands that shake like a tiny chihuahua when you're nervous. God forbid you having to buy your own alcohol, which will eventually happen since you are in fact 21 now. Something you seem to keep forgetting.

That awkward moment in fourth grade when you somehow ended up with rug burn on your forehead after trying to show your friend some trick you thought you could do. And then for the rest of the year your teacher called you "Crash" and pointed at you when the song "Unwell" by Matchbox Twenty came on the radio. (All of which you secretly enjoyed. The song and the nickname, not the rug burn or the scab that came after). You're not crazy, you're just a little unwell.

That awkward moment when you go to take a drink from your straw, but instead of going in your mouth, the straw almost goes up your nose or pokes you in the face.

That awkward moment when you're blowing your nose in the computer lab and right at the very moment the tissue touches your nose the guy with the amazing hair walks by, stops in the doorway, then looks right at you and catches you and your nasal problems before causally walking away. You, in turn, practically die of shame before recovering yourself and telling your friend the whole story.

That awkward moment when you're in a public place where people are dancing and mingling, but you're just standing in the corner staring at your not-smart phone, pretending to text someone who you might be meeting there. But of course you're not texting or meeting anyone. But oh how you wish you were. This one is just sad.

That awkward moment when you walk up to your cousin's house to see if they're home, but when you peer in the window like a creeper it isn't one of your cousins staring back at you. It's your cousin's new girlfriend sitting at the kitchen table eating a bowl of cereal and wondering who the hell is creeping around outside. She waves, you sort of wave then run away. It is the start of a beautiful friendship.

That awkward moment when you actually got sick from being so nervous about meeting a guy for the first time and had to postpone said meeting. Oh you.

That awkward moment when you're caught talking to yourself, the television, the computer, a book, or really any other inanimate object multiple times a day. You swear it's normal, or at least you hope it is.


Hope you all enjoyed these awkward moments. I figure since more are bound to happen that I'll do another post like this at some point. The possibilities are terrifyingly endless when it comes to my awkwardness.

Love & (Awkward) Chaos,
Sam

One Year Blogiversary!

HAPPY BLOGIVERSARY! 

Yesterday marks one year since the day I started this blog and what a year it has been! There were plenty of ups and down, but through it all this little corner of the web has been a place where I can just talk about whatever the heck is on my mind and I am always grateful for that. To anyone who has read even one of my posts this past year I want to thank you. When I started I didn't think anyone would even see this, and I thought maybe that was a good thing, but the fact that anyone at all is reading something that I wrote makes me feel really lucky. So thank you, whoever you are, for sticking with me this past year. And here's to many more years of blogging to come! <3

Love & Chaos, 

Sam