Hi, I’m SarahThe.
I am the Millennial Generation. Well, not all of it. I guess it’s more accurate to say that I’m a member of the Millennial Generation. But isn’t that just like someone from the millennial generation to be all self-centered and Oh-My-Gawd-Look-At-Me?
Yeah. Like I said. I am the Millennial Generation.
Anyway. I live in North Texas with my husband, Zack. In lieu of children, we have a dog and a cat. The dog is Scout, and she is really excited to meet you. Scout sleeps on the bed with me every night until Zack comes into our room and kicks her out. For this reason, (understandably, I feel,) Scout loves me more than she loves Zack.
Zack is dealing with this canine rejection quite well because he is Cruz the Cat’s all-time favorite. Truth be told, I’m pretty sure Cruz the cat is gay. He seems to prefer men over women. But more than he loves men in general, Cruz loves ZACK. He’s all about Zack, all of the time. Any time Zack and I are snuggled up on any horizontal surface, it’s only a matter of time until the orange, shed-tastic furball that is our cat comes launching onto our bodies, feverishly seeking out a hand. He has figured out that hands are where all the magic lives. In Cruz’s world, hands are for petting, and Zack is for doing his bidding. It’s a tough life.
The only time Cruz favors me over Zack is when Zack and I are both eating cereal at the same time. He’s figured out that Zack drinks most of his milk, only leaving a few drops in the bowl for him to lick out. I, on the other hand, am not a milk drinker. When I am done eating my Cheerios, Cruz practically receives a swimming pool of milk to drink from. Like any good cat, he knows that swimming pools of milk are far superior to mere drops.
Right now, I am in nursing school. I don’t know if you’ve ever known a nurse or someone who’s ever completed their Bachelor of Science in Nursing, so let me tell you something about getting a nursing degree: It’s really hard. I feel I am entitled to make this assessment since a.) as a nurse (okay, fine, student nurse), I am trained to make assessments, and b.) because this is my second degree, therefore, I have the ability to compare the two experiences.
Graduating with a B.A. in Spanish was much easier than graduating with a B.S. in Nursing.
I finished College 1.0 (for you non-millennials out there, that means College: Round-One) seven years ago when I graduated from a teeny little school with a B.A. in Spanish. When I was graduating, one of my classmates asked my favorite professor what he thought I would do when I graduated. He said that he wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but he was sure that it wasn’t going to have anything directly related to Spanish, such as teaching. Instead, he saw me working in some field where my Spanish skills would prove to be useful, but would not be the primary focus. I’m not trying to say that what he said about my life was a prophecy or anything, but his name is Jesus, so I tend to take what he says very seriously.
So, yeah. Here I am. Working on a Nursing degree which my Spanish degree should augment nicely. If there’s a lesson to be learned here, I think it’s that we should pay attention to Mexican men named Jesus who wander into our lives. Apparently, they know what they’re talking about.
Email: sarahtheblog at gmail dot com.
I don’t know you. I stumbled upon your blog and got pulled in by the Thanksgiving story. You are entertaining as hell (and I mean that in a good way, not the evil, burn in eternal flames, kinda way).
does this thing still work? Is there a camera on me now? are millions of people reading this? am i famous? am i internet savvy now? can anybody hear me?
help!!!
Hi, Dad. Yes, this thing does in fact work. I wouldn’t call you famous, but you are one step closer to understanding the internet. Congratulations.
Hey,
Imagine a grey haired old man walking in your office and saying “hey you”. (Jan 16, best entry ever)
daddy
Hi Sarah,
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Cheers,
Somehow, in the infinite maze of the internet, I ended up at SurvivingTheWorld and, through the recommendation of STW’s own Dante, here. Thank goodness for that! Simply the most entertaining blog I’ve ever read.
I need to go get some sleep now before all my sentences start turning out like that first one. >.>
OK, I found this in the exact same way that guy Joequincy described, and my English teacher always used to call me “Sarah The,” because my name is Sarah and I once made a bad joke in class about all the famous rulers whose middle name was “The,” eg Alexander the Great, which SHE thought was totally hilarious, being her. Decidedly creeped out by coincidences.
Well STW is awesome, so don’t be THAT surprised that we both ended up here from there. The “SarahThe” coincidence IS rather unusual though, I admit.
I found this blog exactly the same way. So funny!
Why DOES Zack dislike rice and beans so much?
Because he hates deliciousness.
I got onto your blog through STW, seems like most of the random readers found you that way. I guess I’m commenting because I read everyone of your posts, and I don’t understand why, but they make me think, that maybe everything is going to be ok. I’m 18 and afraid of running out of time, your blog reminds me that life isn’t as hard as I assume it is, and that if you still have lots of time to achieve your dreams, well then so do I. Thankyou for making the world, and growing up seem slightly less intimidating every day.
Michelle, this is almost a year late, but hi. I’m glad you think life is going to be okay. Because no matter how bad it seems, the truth is that it really, really will be okay.
I knew when you were a little kid that you were Somebody. Even though we didn’t get to see you often, it was clear. You should blog about when we got the Japanese exchange student to invite you to his prom, and think it was his own idea. Hey, was that the beginning of your international ties that led you to blog for All The World to see?
Ness, that’s a very good idea. I should write a short story about that. I forgot about all the secret coaxing and plotting you and I had to do to convince him to ask me. I believe it was driving Jessi’s Jetta to prom that night that made me want one of my own so badly. The first car I bought was a Jetta, and I still drive one to this day.
I felt like it was about time I stopped lurking/stalking your blog because I think I’ve been reading it for a year now and I never introduced myself. Oops?
Anyway, I think you’re awesome. I love reading what you post and as the daughter of a nurse, I think you’re going be fantastic. IN EVERYTHING.
Have a great day!
Hi, Monica. I’m glad to have you on-board. Your comment reminded me that my ‘about’ page had been long neglected and needed some refreshing. I sometimes forget this page exists. You are proving to be a very useful reader. I hope you stick around.
This is why I love you.
I really REALLY like the updated page.
I followed a link to your review of Surviving the World, and after reading more, I’m definitely adding you to the blogs I read!
Glad to have you, Nathan. I have a total open door policy to all of Surviving the World’s students.
Don’t hate on Cruz; I love Cruz, I miss Cruz.
Hey! I found you because you mentioned Gimli son of Gloin in one of your posts, and through googling “gimli Y GLOIN” I stumbled in one of your articles. Though you might find that interesting. Anyways, have a great life!