i met a really nice boy at the front desk of my dorm, and he seemed genuinely concerned that i was freaking out because i thought i had lost my keys. i was dumb and didn't get his name. i'm only writing this because i know like four people read my livejournal, and for some reason i keep turning it over in my mind. oh well.
from my uncle- a girly pocket knife from my grandma- a brand new sewing machine from my nana- A TWO FOOT PEPPERONI! (sort of stolen) from my brother- a really neat folding bike