Sarah Bellum's Tales of Wit and Charm

If you’re on Facebook you’ve likely seen this meme being passed around. I don’t typically do these because I’m lazy, and people know WAY more than they should about me already. But, I had some time to kill between classes so I did.

I’m posting it here too because dammit I spent twenty freaking minutes writing out this list.

1- I once dropped out of an ethics class because a midget sat behind me.

2- I prefer my coffee cold no matter the weather.

3- I’m the most unorganized person I know.

4- I group my candy by colors before eating it.

5- It’s difficult for me to remember to wear underwear.

6- When the weather is cold one of my knuckle’s hurts. I blame Kyle Judd for stepping on it in fifth grade. I have not forgiven him.

7- I can hold a grudge like no other. See above.

8- The last time I cooked a full meal was 2003.

9- I still wear the same pair of Converse shoes I had in high school.

10- I feel completely inadequate 70% of the time.

11- I think it hurts to wake up.

12- The hotter the weather is the better. I thrive in sunshine.

13- I leave the ’s’ off words that should have it, and tack it on to words that shouldn’t. This drives RLO crazy.

14- I want to have a child someday, but worry I’m far to selfish to be a mother.

15- I go crazy if my toenails aren’t painted.

16- Sometimes when I’m reading a really good book I skip the last chapter so the characters stay alive in my mind forever.

17- I hate white wine.

18- My mother is right about my life far more often than I like to admit.

19- I hate autism more than any disease.

20- The term Spinal Bifida makes me giggle.

21- I’m proof that CPR saves lives.

22- I check my email obsessively.

23- I’m attracted to men with brown hair and blue eyes because of my Frank Sinatra obsession.

24- I hate when men wear any sort of jewelry.

25- I once broke up with someone because they read Tom Clancy.

I’ve been told I look like a lot of different people. My least favorite comparison is Brett Butler. Remember her? She was that horrible comedian from the 90s. And the most complimentary comparison was Kristen Bell.

Until now…

Last week my lovely friend Summer’s three-year-old niece was looking through the pictures on Summer’s phone and saw this:

She excitedly said, “It’s Hannah Montana!” Coming from a little girl that’s possibly the best compliment ever, and I’ll take it!

I think celebrity comparisons are incredibly entertaining.  Who have you been told you look like?

This week’s “That’s What She Said” for In Utah This Week.

If you end up craving Chinese food after reading I’ll totally take the blame for that. Sometimes a girl just has to rant about something silly like cookies.

Am I the only one who thinks tween speak is the most annoying thing ever? I hate acronym speak and I don’t like my words abbreviated. While I caved for a moment, I don’t care how cute your wet kitten is I’m still going to hate the “lolcats” phenomenon.

I wish it ended there, but when I logged into Flickr yesterday I saw this:

Flickr, why have you forsaken me? I don’t want to learn lolspeak. I want to avoid it at all cost!

And then I logged into the website for my new media class and found that part of my assignment was to use emoticons in my paper. I give up. Tween speak is taking over not just the Internet, but the world.

P.S. Because there was so much concern over my pajamas in the comments and emails yesterday, here is a picture of them:

SEE, sometimes I do wear pants at home. The rules of my apartment clearly state they must be comfy, pink and covered in pugs.

Alternate title: First Video Blog

I’m stuck using YouTube this time because a) I didn’t know that Flickr had a 90 second limit, and b) I’m far too lazy busy studying to make the video shorter. I’ll get better, I promise. Or maybe I won’t, who knows.

My baby brother, Chady-bear, is currently serving an LDS mission in Japan. When he decided to go on a mission my first thought was that he would try and force Mormonism onto me. My second thought was who the hell would wash and vacuum my car once he left?

My car is filthy, and luckily so is my soul. I haven’t received any preachy letters with scripture quotes and guilt trips. Instead he tells me stories about his experiences in Japan, which I find far more interesting than gospel stories.

He’s due home this summer. And just when I started getting excited to have my baby brother back he had to go and do the unthinkable. His last letter had a religious themed message to it, well not so much the letter as the enclosed picture.

In this case, a pictures really isn’t worth a thousand words–just one word, and a bossy one at that:

When he gets home I’m going to have to sit him down to discuss his poor choice of facial hair, just as soon as my car is clean.