Ode to Nick

Hey duckies. Recently my double-ex (my boyfriend before last) has been talking to me. Yes, I've been talking back and sometimes I initiate the conversation. But it just makes things all the more difficult. I still have feelings for him (they've depleted now...read on) but I know better because those feelings will only lead to...breaking-up again. I must admit I am a difficult person to court. One day I could be the nicest person in the world and the next day I could be the most stressed-out biotch! But what disturbed me about our relationship was Nick's need for...affection. Our relationship was based on it. Plus, I'm physically bigger than Nick...he's so short

and that bothers me so much. I want to look up to my soul mate, not tower over them. (Maybe that symbolizes what I want in a relationship, someone to look up to, not someone I supersede.)

Well anywho, Nick is going to be up here (Connecticut) for his graduate school audition at Yale.



I haven't mentioned this but Nick is a big deal. He's a double major in piano and organ. I only date A-list men and Nick is pretty up there. He currently has a job playing for churches around the country and he basically has a job waiting for him after college...a phenomenal job. Nick was a good catch.

Anyway, Feb. 24th was his 21st birthday and he called me around 2am, drunk off his a$$, saying:

"Oh baby I love you. I wanna be with you. I'm gonna be in New Haven on Thursday. Come see me. Take a bus to New Haven and I'll pick you up. I wanna hold you all night...blah-blah-blah."



After close examination (well, until I heard he wasn't going to drive me back to campus...just to the bus station...not okay) I declined his invitation.
Dude went psycho.



"You're bipolar Gabriel. You need professional help. One minute you can be so nice, the next minute you're a bitch! Look for professional help and I'll pay for it. You need it."

(You duckies know how I feel about hiring people for work...it's so A-list. I almost took up his offer for professional help just because it would be free.)
But it dawned on me that Nick was displacing his anger for not being able to persuade me to come over to his hotel to "show him affection." I told him he just made forgetting about him so much easier. I wish you the best duckie.

Wooohuh, enough about Nick!

There's an issue that's been bothering me for the longest. The University of Hartford doesn't take VISA any longer!



And guess what kind of cards are issued by Bank of America (which happens to be the only bank on campus)? VISA!

WTF?! Doesn't anyone else see anything wrong with this picture? In addition to this financial-sass if you do not have Bank of America, the ATMs on campus charge you an extra $2...on top of your withdrawal and what your home bank will charge you. Sometimes I only have $2 in my account so I'm glad I have Bank of America (lol sorry I like to shop). I'll get over it eventually.

In other news, yesterday was Ash Wednesday and I totally forgot until I stared at this girl's forehead, walking toward me, thinking she fell forehead first into dirt. My people-friend Alyssa calls it Catholic Hobo Chic. I call it...


Anywho, it's time for some "Words of Wisdom."

"Never chase after someone that runs away without hesitation. If something gives you blatant signs of not wanting to be with you, let them run off and miss your splendid offerings. It's hard to let go of what you know. But duckie, you're worth more than you think."



Penny: Thank you for becoming a follower of my blog and for being beautiful.
Alexis:
This day is yours! It's always a pleasure to be in the library when you're working. It makes me so happy that someone funny and efficient is on the staff.
Pete: Thanks for not letting me be the only gross one on campus.
Alyssa: A-list ('nuff said.)
Noelle: Happy 22nd duckie! You're so beautiful and I know amazing things are in your future. All I have to say is "Move that bus!" lol
Rockstar: We had a beautiful radio show today. I wish we had recorded it. (There's always next time.)
J Boys: Thanks for being your spectacular selves and thank you for stopping by the studio today.
It's been a long day and tomorrow is going to be just as magnificent. I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true duckies.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson

A Sassy Purpose

Hey duckies. Yesterday was a pleasantly enlightening day. During my African-American Rhetoric class, my professor asked if anyone had a blog; springing to action I shot my hand upward. She then inquired about the purpose and focal point of my blog. I responded, superficially, saying it was mainly focused on my life and what happens in a typical day. Immediately after saying this I was overwhelmed with shallowness. Was I really an arrogant narcissist begging for fifteen minutes of fame?
To clarify the purpose of my blog I wrote an email to my professor, after class:

"Hey Professor. I feel like I didn't give you an adequate description of my blog. My blog, The Sass Corner, is an appropriate portrayal of my life and my daily interaction with the world. It's focused on my life and my reflective insight on my day. At the end of my post I create inspirational quotes to enable readers to think positive, regardless of the circumstance."

Duckies, I blog because I love writing and helping people. Life is jazz; life is a jumbled compilation of beauty; life is tough and only the positive survive. Sometimes everyone needs a little reminder that we're beautiful.



As you may have noticed I do not have a hit counter on my page. At first the hit counter wasn't there because I didn't know how to install one on my blog lol. But then I realized that if I did put one here I would base my blogging off of my hits. I blog to share life lessons with the world so more people can love and appreciate this stupendous catastrophe we call life. I blog to inspire.



I blog for you duckie!
I'm glad my professor put me "on the spot" because if she hadn't I think I wouldn't have really known the true purpose of my blog. (Thank you Professor B!)

In regards to positive thinking, I recently lost the left glove of my favorite pair. (Rockstar was with me when this happened.) Upon realizing I lost a glove I said "Forget it. I'm not going to worry about it. It'll come back to me...or this is just a perfect excuse to go shopping(lol)."
So yesterday I was walking out of Auerbach Hall and I look down and there was my glove!



This glove wasn't in its cleanest state, it was lost for a week. But luckily I was on my way to my room to start my laundry.


(My glove is clean and ready to take on the world.)

Do you see what happened duckies? I thought positively about the situation instead of running around in a state of panic. When in doubt think happy thoughts.

Anywho, I think its time for some "Words of Wisdom."

"Hating something is taking the easy way out; loving something is the hard part. When you hate something you dismiss its value for insignificant whereas love takes patience, compromise and fidelity. 'Hate' is a strong word but 'love' demands characters."

OMG, I haven't given you the word of the week.

"The Word of the Week" is:
Sudge- To cast judgement onto another; to sass harshly; being a d$%k or a bi%^h.
Ex: "So what if I like getting Starbucks everyday; don't sudge me! Let me live my life."

Okay duckies, I have to start some homework that's due in less than four hours. (As said before, its not procrastination if you plan to do it later.)



I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson