Sarah

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My nickname is Sars, because my name is Sarah and it was Sar. But my roommate loving dubbed my Sars, calling me her "make-out" disease, or MOD. She's very straight, mind you. My nickname has nothing to do with the actual disease SARS. Jenny messed up one day and called me Sars... Then she realized what she said and "Sars" just kind of stuck with me. I'm a disease. I plague your life, apparently. Most people don't seem to mind though. So, I'm single now... After almost 3 years... But it was for the best I believe. I wish my ex-boyfriend all the best. I'm a simple person, unless you mess with my friends or those I love, then I become a very complex pain in the ass. I'm pretty open to the world, because I've been surrounded by the closeminded for far too long. Some may think I'm a pushover, But only because I have compassion, empathy, and strength... All the things that people seem to lack these days. (Most people at least) Unlike my personality, my hair changes colors at least every two months. I am, however, a ditzy blonde under all the dye. I've had my hair black, blonde, strawberry blonde, bright auburn, blue, brown, Hot Red, Plum, Dark Cherry, various colors and shades of bright red and orange, as well as numerous shades of pink. Pink and Blonde are, by far, the best colors I've ever used in my hair. I use the Manic Panic for short lasting dye jobs, as well as Raw Color for the shorter dying jobs. Manic Panic is better then Raw Color, but the BEST and Safest hair dye I've used is made by Jerome Russel. I write a lot, but it isn't all that good, and I love to read others writings. I mostly wrote poetry, but now I write more of short comparison rants and analysis pieces. I'm not vain, though sometimes it may seem so. When I actually think I look pretty, I'll tell you, but I usually believe I look pretty blah compared to the rest of the world. I am a very In-Your-Face, Tell-It-Like-It-Is, Fuck-Off-If-You-Don't-Like-It, type of girl. Sometimes I come off the wrong way, because I confuse myself, and what I am meaning to say, gets all fuckered up. If there are ever any questions over something I said, just ask me. But if you get rude about it, I'll get rude right back. Sometimes I don't make any sense when I talk. That does have a reason. I'm ADHD, so sometimes my thoughts jump around. Also, if you catch me at night after I have taken my medicine and been up for a little while after taking them, they've started to fry my little brain. They are the kind designed to slow your adrenaline down, making you tired. So yeah, you'll have that! It's good to get friends back. Especially when you think they'll never be able to be friends with you again. Then you look up one day and there they are, IMing you or calling you on the phone. The hard part now? One overly paranoid boyfriend. I suppose I should put something witty in here, but maybe the time for that will come later. I'm always here to help, all I ask in return is to not be used. I talk about psychology related issues a lot, because I'm going to be a psychologist. I've worked for a psychiatrist since I was 15, so I've heard it all. From mentally retarded disabilities, to mental health disabilities, I'll talk to you if no one else will. I'm in no position to judge anyone, 'cause Lord knows I'm not perfect. So yeah, that's me, I guess...