Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Day 33

Name: Sarah Zeibig

Profession: Student, Phoenix College

Location: Her home in Phoenix, Arizona

Question: What brought you to where you are?

Answer: I go with the flow


“Life just happens to me…. I don’t really believe in God, so I think it’s more like—. I don’t know. I think I get the Universe thing from my mom, because she says ‘the Universe’ all the time. I guess that’s a good word because it’s not one person or one thing. It’s the entire universe that lets things happen or doesn’t let things happen or assists things to happen. It’s not just one person…. When I was younger I used to go to my friends’ churches sometimes and I always felt really uncomfortable because I was never forced to go to church. I wasn’t brought up in a church home. I felt out of place, and I didn’t really get it, what they were saying. It didn’t make sense in my heart. I used to try praying because that’s what I learned about in church. I thought I would try it to see if it would make more sense, but it never really did to me. It didn’t really happen. So I never really did it that much…. I think the biggest thing that I believe is that everything happens for a reason and that if it’s meant to be, it will happen. But that’s not really that abstract…. I think my reason for living, when I get up in the morning, I want to live life. Really live and experience. I don’t think I really have a goal in life, other than just things for me, like raise a kid, get married, have a family, become an architect, that sort of thing. But I think I just want to live…. It’s awesome to be given the chance to live as a human. If you think about it, I could be a worm or something random. That would not be that cool. But being a human and being given the chance to live healthily, and I’ve made it to be eighteen years old. I get to live, and that’s a big chance and I want to take it…. Mainly, I am a volleyball player. That’s probably the biggest part of my life. It takes up most of my time and my energy and my thinking, or my thoughts. I’m a lot of things, I guess. I’m kind of crazy sometimes. I’m silly. I’m a daughter. I’m a friend. I’m a sister. Overall, the most important things in my life are my family and volleyball and my friends, so that’s kind of who I am…. After I die, I would want people at the funeral to say “that I am a lover and not a fighter, and I’m a good friend and a good family member and I make people laugh. And I was a happy person to be around…. I always try to make people laugh because that’s fun for me. I make myself laugh all the time, even when I don’t make other people laugh, because I think I’m funny. I try to share my humor with everyone around me. I try to be a happy person as much as I can. If I’m in a bad mood, I try not to let people know unless it’s important. I always try to be there for my friends and my family and try to go out of my way to keep my friendships and keep my family relationships close. I forgive. I do that a lot. Sometimes more than I should. I don’t want to be someone that holds grudges against people. People can change…. Putting myself into a group of people—I’m eighteen, I’m a girl, I’m in college—looking at all the other people that fit into that category, girls that are eighteen and go to college, I think I’m more down to earth. I’m not crazy and psycho. A lot of college girls are insane! They overreact about things. I know I overreact about things too, because I have estrogen pumping through my veins every day, I have to, it’s part of the code, but I think I’m more relaxed in a way. I’m not saying I’m always chill. I get hyper and I’m crazy, too. I think my attitude and how I respond to things is more relaxed and not over the top. I don’t crave attention at all. Sometimes I do want attention from my mom or something. I don’t of out of the way to get boys to notice me. I’ve never been that kind of girl, and I hopefully never will be. I kind of sit back and hope for things to happen. I don’t go out my way to go meet people. I hope they want to come and meet me.”

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