When I was in the 6th grade, I decided that I wanted to spell my name Meghan instead of Megan. For a good portion of the year, I did just that. Meghan was just plain cooler than Megan.

When I went away to college, I changed my name to Meg. There is a whole group of people from ACU who know me simply as Meg, including some of my professors. Meg is more free spirited.

When I was 20, I always said my name was Caitlin when ordering Jamba Juice or Starbucks. I felt like a huge dork the times I paid with my credit card and signed my real name. I wonder if any of the employees ever noticed.

I was just thinking about my propensity to want to be someone other that Megan. Do you think this goes deeper than just wanting a different name? I wonder if there are some deeper implications about my tendency to be full of self-doubt and my insecurities about who I am. Just thinking…

Today Derek bought me this game for the xbox. . And also a dance pad. I feel a karaoke/dance party coming on! Derek and I were cracking up at my singing skills with this game. I am thinking that if I practice enough, I can be this amazing.

(thanks for pointing out that video, Caleb. I love Imogen Heap, and I am officially obsessed with this song and video.)