tiara of barbie doll heads

Michelle is one of my best friends, and favorite people, in the entire world. She is random and hilarious, clever, witty, she’s one of those people that you just want to be around all the time. Also, she’s the smartest person I know.
Here is a story about Michelle…
One Halloween, not too many years ago, I jokingly promised her that if she dressed up like Joe Jonas, I would dress up like Zac Efron.  I thought it was a joke!  I didn’t think she’d actually do it! So then she showed up to this house party dressed FULLY as Joe Jonas, hair, clothes, EYEBROWS… everything. I laughed so hard and felt only a little bad that I wasn’t dressed up as Zac Efron.

Kate is the name of a girl that I wish I would have loved.
She was phenomenal and one of those people that I clicked with immediately. I wondered where she had been forever and how she understood everything in my stupid head so well. Unfortunately, I was nowhere near being ready to come out and so Kate and I never were. I try not to regret that, but I do wish I would have let myself love that girl. 

Michael is my dad’s name.
I actually have genuine stories about my dad, too… so, this was a good name to get.
My dad lived on a channel that connected a few lakes.  He bought one of those plastic little boats that two people could peddle.  He asked me if I wanted to take his boat for a leisurely spin one spring and I was so excited to do it, he even let me steer. Unfortunately, I steered us off the channel and onto the lake where the current was much stronger than our little, peddling legs. We peddled as hard as we could just to not move, eventually we started laughing so hard at our ridiculous, exaggerated peddling that we couldn’t do it anymore and the current took us far, far onto the lake. It took us hours to get home that day and I’m not sure what was more sore my legs from peddling or my stomach from laughing.

I just met a girl named Emily a few weekends ago and she seemed really sweet, I hope to bump into her again one day.

I work with a girl named Maria and she always calls me Sarah-bambina and I’m not really sure how that started or why, but I kind of like it.