I really hope I don't turn into one of those people who is obsessed with Facebook and has a million albums, except instead of being obsessed with Facebook, I'll be obsessed with blogging.

Sneak.I don't know why, but she really wanted me to put these on here. This house is so beautiful!! It's actually a reception center, but I imagine that it's a house. One of these days, when I'm older, I would very much like to have a house like this. Mainly because of the wrap around porch.They get me every time.DOES ANYONE NOT SEE THE LITTLE WATCHMAN TOWER ON THIS CASTLE BUILDING? (I have an arrow...

holi holi krishna.

This weekend I had a retreat for my India trip. We learned a lot about fundraising and what types of projects we would be doing over there. It was super. I loved everyone there. Literally.I don't know how to explain it. I was like everyone had a certain... quality.It was such a great experience, and as a precurser to the wonderful events...on my way there I won a RADIO CONTEST! Bonus!P.S. Dear...

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This post is not deserving of a creative title.

Hello.I lost my camera charger. Because of this, my blog has been seriously lacking in the creative department. It's starting to turn into a whiny, cliche, teenager blog. WHICH IT IS NOT. I assure you.So, in a feeble attempt to make up for my absence, I have provided you with four photographs. None of which are very interesting.But that's all you get for now. More to come(:And trust me, the photos...

My apologies.

I would like to apologize.The previous post was a result of my best friend and Inot having the opportunityto speak for quite a while.So I substituted.It won't happen again.The perfect remedy to a bad day:-english muffins--the price of a cup of tea--dawson's creek--snuggies--a cuddly animal-you're welcome.(p.s. what's the best book you've ever re...

when in doubt, remain silent.

.from now onmy life motto will be a most beautifully constructed line from the remake of Alice in Wonderland"when in doubt remain silent"it seems the most logical solution.gre...

The love I sell you in the evening by the morning won't exist

I'm in love with strangers. I've come to the conclusion that I love exactly four.The boy who works at the deli.The boy I saw at my India meeting.The boy I see occasionally in the halls who always looks worried.The boy who was at poker night that one time.The beauty of the said boys is that I have no idea who they are.In my mind the deli boy likes alternative rock and is somewhat rebellious.The boy...

India.

I went to my first meeting for India yesterday. None of it really hit me until then. I mean, I heard about it and thought it would be cool. I applied and thought it would be cool. I got an interview and thought it was cool. I got accepted and thought it was cool. I walked into the room and thought it was cool. And then I realized it wasn't cool. It was amazing. Unbelievable almost.I am going...

things i've always thought about/paranoias

1.) What if life was a dream and dreams were real life? You're reading this right now, but in reality you're sitting in a bed and there are people/creatures by your side hoping you'll wake up soon.  Everything that's weird in your dream is really  just average. It's just a different time, or a different dimension.2.) This is real. Right now you're in a white padded room: in a straight jacket....

Silent Suffering.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines       he wrote a poemAnd he called it "Chops"       because that was the name of his dogAnd that's what it was all aboutAnd his teacher gave him an A       and a gold starAnd his mother hung it on the kitchen door       and read it...