[inbox empty]

this guy is my new life project :)

if you could walk into my apartment right now, you'd see my pile of journals on my desk. You wouldn't see my actual journal I write in now, cause I keep that hidden... along with every other journal I've kept since 8th grade. Secrets. All of it. Useless information to you, Priceless to me.

But this one is gonna be different. 

I'm gonna call it my 'Inbox'. 

Its where I'll write every idea I have. Every stupid lyric I think up, every recipe I invent in my head, what I want to see in Europe, every art project breakthrough, every song I wanna look up the lyrics to... Every creative idea that pops in my head, I don't want to give it time to escape!

I know I know... another thing to put into my purse the size of Texas. But I know it will be worth it! :) :)

ba dah dah dah, ba ba dah.

KS

i wish i could write a successful haiku

I'm letting my mind wander, 

but I think it may be hazardous to my health. 

I'm trying so hard to stop,

but its late.

and its dark.

and I'm inches away from lonely...

rainbowzzz

No Americano

I danced to this song for the first time in a discotech in Leipzig, Deutchland... 

I've been looking everywhere since, & I finally found the video for it!

Coolest video ever?, si, ya, oui, etc.

swim for it

I've always said 

'I think whatever I do after college will probably just have to fall into my lap' 

because I've never really known how all this is going to play out...

BUT.

I think something may have just fallen into my lap.

i miss you

Fox17CollegeExperience

I GOT IT.

I'm just the most excited!

and this jumpstarts my Europe account... man oh man.

in other news, I'm obsessed with EVERYTHING about this - 

does anybody know?

9/11

My Audition Video

I'm upset with youtube quality. Dumb.

in other news, sometimes me & my friends go rollerblading, dressed like total idiots.

guess who!?

i invited some friends from upstate to come eat salad, so

why do I love this SO MUCH?

I hang glide on a Dorito.

sleepless nights, you creep inside of me

Savor the sorrow to soften the pain, 

sip on the southern rain.
As I do, I don't look, don't touch,

don't do anything...
But hope that there 

is a you.

Ready and waiting for a heart worth the breaking.

I'd settle for an honest mistake in the name of
One Sweet Love. 

aww, shucks

I'm not very good at accepting compliments. 

They make me feel so awkward :(

Even when I work really really really hard, I always have the 

'but I could have worked harder?' 

thought that lingers for awhile...

but thank you anyway.
i really do appreciate it.