What is in a Name?

Have you ever bought a sweater or jacket, and thought this is just so me. It looks perfect.

And then you see someone wearing the same thing and am like:

Eve though we know these are mass produced and sold, everywhere: we still expect it to be something that just represents us and shows our uniqueness.

(This is one of the reasons why I only do thrift store shopping. Except pants, the right ones are just so hard to find.)

Well, I feel the same way about my name.

It’s true. We delve so much from our name. It’s one of the first things people ask, and something that becomes such a big part of our personality, whether we hate or love it.

I’ve personally have a love/hate relationship with my name. There are things I like about it, but also things I hate. Do you remember that time when everyone was looking up their names and finding out it meant “warrior” or “steady” or “brave”? Well my meaning was dumb and everyone teased me for weeks.

Now I don’t know about you all, but even though it’s not perfect, I HATE it when others share my name.

My name is an extremely popular one, I was always in a class with at least three others that shared my name (or a variation). And nothing sucks more than when someone says your name, you come over, and it’s all “no, not you. The other one.”

You made me walk all the way over here for nothing?!

And even though through my life I have probably encountered at least 40 people (from 1st to 12th grade) who shared the same name as me, I have never, ever, once been able to find any souvenir or  keychain or bumper sticker, ever.

And my name is pretty popular in TV, books, and films. I just don’t get it. It’s so frustrating!

Now why I don’t like sharing my name with others, I don’t mind fictional characters. I don’t know about you, but it seems like you search for these, hoping to find someone really cool who shares the name, with traits you can emulate.

I’d tell you mine, but I don’t want to reveal my name. I like keeping the few shreds of anonymity I have. After all if someone I know reads this and tries to connect it with me, I’ll be like:

For more quotes, go to Basic & Simple

For more of my musings, go to You Only Get One

Now You’re Gone

This how I feel about this song:

4) Now You’re Gone by Everyday Sunday

Now I used to be obsessed with Everyday Sunday so much. They changed some people so its sadly not the same anymore. 😦 But I saw them one time at a concert and after that I was hooked, espechially this Wake Up, Wake Up album. I used to listen to it over and over.

 

Of course like any girl I had a major crush on one of the band members. I had a a huge thing for Trey Pearson, I thought he was soooo cute. (He’s the second to the left) You know me I love tall, handsome, long-haired musicians (my weakness, every time).

In fact I have this great story of getting their autographs on my copy of Wake Up, Wake Up. So I went to this huge outdoor concert, (three days and a bunch of bands), to see them. I was first in line to get their autographs, and was fully prepared as having borrowed my mom’s sharpie with the promise to return it to her. So I was waiting in line and I had recieved Trey ❤ (squee!) and another band member, but I still needed the other two. So I was standing around waiting, when one of the guards/manager/whatever people told me I had to go because I was blocking the way or whatever. I was so heartbroken to have to leave, but started making my way out:

As I was walking out I ran into another member and got his autograph.

Oh yeah!

So I was still sad that I didn’t have the last signature, but then as I was walking out I ran into the last guy!  And got his autograph. But as I was walking away with my friend, I realized I had left my mom’s sharpie! And I had specifically been told to make sure I brought it back. So I ran all the way down to the autograph table, told them what happened as was given the sharpie back. It wasn’t until I got back to our tent that I realized I had my  mom’s sharpie in my pocket all along! Instead I had an awesome souvenir!!!

Unfortunately, I lost that pen sometime when we moved. 😦

So anyways, I majorly got off topic. So this song is part of the heartache song list I had made up. If you remember where we last left off on I Don’t Love You, we were at the point when one is horribly angry at the other person for dumping them.

But that doesn’t always stay. What usually happens, and I fall in this statistic, is that you slip back into sadness/regret that the person is gone and you want them back in your life.

So for me this song pretty much explains how I felt about everything. I hate having to say good-bye, its so hard for me to let things go.

As I mentioned in The End: Goodbye, Michael, Goodbye I just kept thinking about what could have been.

Summer skies two separate lives
Tell me how we let this go
I hate goodbyes, God knows I’ve tried
I’ve been staring at this phone

I just thought I’d let you know
All these things I did not show you
I’ve just got to let you know
That I still care, still care

Now you’re gone, I’m all alone
And nothing here is right
I can’t go another day
Without you in my life

God knows I’m hurting
from keeping it inside
Right now I’m praying
that healing comes in time

I wish that I could think of the words to say
to make this feeling go away
But you know that until then I’ll be waiting here for you
I just thought I’d let you know
that I still care, still care
that I still care, still care

Now you’re gone, I’m all alone
And nothing here is right
I can’t go another day
Without you in my life

God knows I’m hurting
from keeping it inside
Right now I’m praying
that healing comes in time

Comes in time, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’ve just got to let you know
I’ve just got to let you know
I’ve just got to let you know

Now you’re gone, I’m all alone
And nothing here is right
I can’t go another day
Without you in my life

God knows I’m hurting
from keeping it inside
Right now I’m praying
that healing comes in time

Remember:

To read the Heartbreak series from the beginning, go to If It Means a Lot to You

To go to the previous song in the list, go to I Don’t Love You

Otherwise:

For more of my favorite music, go to The End by Silverstein

For more of my favorite bands, go to Sadness Is…

For more on Peter Pan, go to Second Star to the Right

For more on tall, dark, and handsome guys; go to Definitely, Not Mr. Darcy

For more of my fav quotes, go to Oh Oh De Lally