i really really want this REALLY REALLY BAD.
so today at rising stars (a performance put on by the drama students) i was chosen as a volunteer for a “can i get your number” skit. i was totally unprepared and looked a damn fool up on the stage because i was, well, unprepared. i had absolutely no idea what i had gotten myself into, and my mind just went blank. i couldn’t think, and i just laughed the whole time. and the thing...
alex and i are going to have a place as beautiful as the beach house in Nights in Rodanthe someday.
when in doubt remember… “all things are written by the same hand.”-the alchemist, paulo coelho everything tells only one story.
i really miss my baby.
its been too long and i’m lost without you.
frickin' los angeles.
matthew and i were shopping on melrose and we saw a quixote trailer/set and a sign saying that they were shooting a film/video nearby. we saw all the commotion, and had no idea who was shooting what then guess who walks by? giselle bundchen. fuckin los angeles. shes gorgeous, even from like 5 feet away.
these my bitches
say hello to lauren and christa.
college. how most upcoming freshmen see college: parties, drinking, slut clothes, boys, cramming, hangovers, dirty shitty dorms, meeting a bunch of new people, clubbing how i see myself as a college freshman: simple clothes, curled up on my couch doing homework/watching a movie drinking tea, really cute furniture, lots of good books, occasional party (not really drinking, maybe a beer or two at...
if i had to describe the entire day in one word, it’d be…. sick. crraaazy sick. thank God for dayquil&nyquil, but ugh shit SUCKS when the meds wear out. 5:15ish am: meet matty @ airport. fill up gas. go home. HNL airport steeze. goodbye honolulu - hello los angeles 6:30 am: sleeeeep 11:10 am: wake up, get ready to go out 12:30 pm: matty picks me up (with nick) - get...