Who is DancingChaChaFruit?

Is she a humorous gal? (Because she'd have to be to come up with such an amusing penname as DancingChaChaFruit.)

Is she a creative gal? (Because she'd have to be to come up with such an original penname as DancingChaChaFruit.)

Is she a rather strange gal? (Because she'd have to be to come up with such an odd penname as DancingChaChaFruit.)

Come one, come all, and witness the short synopsis of the person of DancingChaChaFruit.

Name: You can call me Dances with Fruit. (Except my real name is Sarah.)

Age: Twenty. I feel so old.

Gender: If you can't figure this out on your own, please seek help.

Hobbies: Writing (duh!), reading, hanging with my friends, talking fast, laughing, smiling, rocking out to music, people-watching, acting like a little kid, debating, ranting, daydreaming, eating, sleeping . . .

I Am: crazy/insane, hyper, a band geek, an engiNERD, sarcastic, clumsy, over-analytical, quiet, able to go off in random tangents, an expertise BSer, oxymoronic, lazy, a wimp, and in love :) . . .

A Few of My Favorite Things: hugs, my boyfriend :), chocolate, Cornell marching band my dog, dogs in general, friends, chapstick, socks, jeans, weekends, sarcasm, music, guitars, semicolons, good grammar (it's sexy), the smell of new books (I know it's odd), the smell of cold air, Christmas season, bundling up when it's cold, fall, fun, comfy clothes, lazy summer days, snow, humor, Disney movies, cancellations of school, reviews . . .

A Few of My Least Favorite Things: school, stress, Ithaca weather, hypocrites, posers, attention-seekers, complainers, stubborn people, grudges, judgmental people, myself sometimes, arrogance, early mornings, morning people, quitting, bragging, diztiness/stupidity, posers, liars, sweltering heat, annoyance, insensitivity, animosity, antagonism, misunderstandings, cruelty, ignorance, people without a sense of humor, flamers . . .

6.28.11 -- Is it true? Am I updating something on my profile after ~2 years of never saying anything? Not to get anyone's hopes up (though I doubt there's anyone left whose hopes I might uplift), I've been writing again. I'm not sure what to think of it, and I'm deathly afraid of jinxing it, but there are two stories that have captured my interest, and one in particular that I could actually see becoming something ((knocks on wood)). It's the first time in a long time I've fallen in any writing "mood" of any kind, and it's wonderful.

8.5.09 -- Hello, loyal fans! (If you're still reading my updates by now, you must be a loyal fan. How many of you have forgotten my existence anyway?) In going with the general theme of my last two updates, you can check out my homepage for more information on my absence and general inability to write. It's a link to my LiveJournal and the entry from June 21st titled "Dry Spell? Writer's Block? It sucks." sort of details my opinion of why I haven't written much lately (as of right now, 12:21 am EST on August 5th, it's the first entry on there). If you're still here, thanks for sticking around and having faith! A few people have told me they've experienced similar dry spells and that they've eventually disappeared so hopefully that'll happen with me too! :)

3.20.09 -- I just wanted to add something to the below paragraph (which still holds true. I actually wanted to write this week because I'm off school for Spring Break, but I was unable to. There's just nothing coming out of my brain). But what I really wanted to add was that I'm ALSO sorry that I haven't been responding to reviews and PMs. I always get them and smile, you know, but then I say "Oh, I'm so busy right now, I'll just reply to it later" (the busy part is true, by the way. College keeps me constantly working or doing something). And then I forget about it. So it's not that I suddenly hate everyone or don't appreciate your reviews (I do! Promise!), I just get busy and forget. Sorry, everyone. :(

12.11.08 -- Hey, all. I know I haven't posted anything in a long time, and I'm really sorry! After I finished At the End of the Day, I sort of lost all interest in writing. My muse left me, you could say. I just seem to have lost all inspiration, and even when I try to write, I can't seem to make anything more than two sentences or so come out of my brain. I have a theory for this, but who knows if it's right or not. Not to mention that even if I felt the urge to write, college makes sure that I have zero free time, anyway. I know I talked about it some in the last chapter of AED, but I just wanted to let you all know I'm still alive. I'm actually pretty depressed that I can't write anymore--it used to be such a huge part of my life and now I can't even write a paragraph before my brain dies. Talk about writer's block. sigh