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12:02 PM

I had another blog called "Yeah it happened to me too." Great title, and it served its purpose well. There were only a couple of problems:
1. I couldn't remember what email address or password it was under.
2. That was actually it. But I feel like I need to have more loyalty to my new blog.

I feel good about this title, however. I have a great tendency to look to other people like they don't have problems. In the LDS single culture I live in, it's not uncommon to have that thought slip in, "Man. They are married. Their hair and outfits are so pinteresty. Their children's hair and outfits are so pinteresty. I bet they don't have chocolate before 10am every day, and I bet they don't call their moms 7 times a day." Not that I do, guys.
Yeah, I absolutely do. Chocolate and mom calls. Every. Day.

But.
Wrong. Absolutely wrong. Everyone has bad days, and not one person has it all together.
I went on a date with this guy. He was experiencing more than his fair share of bad days. It was very clear to me while on the date that he was under the impression that I had my life figured out, and I had no "weaknesses" as he called them.

What. A. Joke.

I am 22. I might as well have a Bluetooth connected to my mom. I'm interning at a job I don't know a ton about and that will likely not turn into a real job. I don't remember the last 24-hour cycle I didn't have chocolate. I'm a journalism major, but I couldn't tell you the last time I read a book. My room looks like the eye of Hurricane Katrina sectored into my closet. I don't remember the last time I could say, "Hi, So-and-So, this is my boyfriend, So-and-So." I feel like it's 3am at 10pm everyday. And did I mention I'm 22?

All right, so we established I don't have it all figured out.

But I have so much more than "not having it figured out." I'm employed. I'm happy an absurd amount of the time. I like myself (usually). I have family, the Gospel, friends, Winnie the Pooh, winter, muddy buddies, cheap rent and so much more.

I think we all have had our share of heart-breaking experiences. They actually do make or break you. And I'm choosing to have them make me.


YOLO.
Just kidding. Or should I sign all of my blogs like that? It could be funny...
This is an example of me hating myself.

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4 comments

  1. LindsayNovember 26, 2013 at 8:29 PM

    Oh Sarah...how we love hearing you speak, even if we have to read your words. Love your thoughts. Life is full of those days....that make or break you...and shape your journey. I'm so glad (not that I doubted it) you are doing it with a thankful heart and a positive edge. YOLO! (Whatever that means.... I'm 30.)

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  2. courtney hilburnNovember 26, 2013 at 9:31 PM

    I just died of laughter, thank you for that Sarah!

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  3. anna b.November 26, 2013 at 9:53 PM

    You're so great. You've got a heart of gold!! Don't fool yourself, everyone (especially in Utah) are FAKING it! I don't know a single soul that doesn't have an underneath hidden layer of insecurities and issues! Of course people would look at you and think you've got it all! You're GORGEOUS, funny, smart, and to top it all off you're REALLY nice!!! I'd be intimidated! Don't let those lame ace boys make you feel bad for having an amazing relationship with your wonderful mother. Nothing wrong with that. That's what's makes up who you are! I talk to my best friend Michelle EVERYDAY only because I don't have that nice of a mom! HA! And what kind of weirdo doesn't eat chocolate before 10am? No one I would be friends with! love you.

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  4. JessicaDecember 10, 2013 at 5:12 PM

    Haha. Read all three posts and I love this blog. and don't feel worried...There are weeks where we eat chocolate for breakfast and dinner, and no I didn't say weeks by mistake.

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