to my love of pacey and emily dickenson and boysenberry yogurt instead of working on my art history paper.

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i need a job, i need a job, i need a job. i. need a job. i need. a. JOB.

oh, and a boyfriend.

please?

i am way too young (and way too single) to be having such strong settlingdown nesting urges.

that night i turned the key counter-clockwise in the ignition, leaving the radio on in the dark. i pulled my knees to my chest and tried to think of what happiness means to me. it means, i knew, something about the smell of sage and pine and the fire-place at my grandparent's house. somehow something about the lights of the city twinkling through ( Read more... )

i'm freaking out about moving out.

(and by freaking out i mean, of course, completely in denial and so not ready at all!!!)

starting tomorrow, i will be traveling through florence (ohmygodartcapitaloftheworldhereicome), tuscany, and rome with my lovely lovely family ( Read more... )

I’ve heard this thing where, when someone dies ( Read more... )

i am so in love with the idea of being able to start this new chapter of my life up in berkeley.

but i am so saddened by change as drastic as this, and i am going to miss so much.

(ps. sara, i'm totally stealing this idea from what you did last year, sorry!)

( cherished )

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did you know that deep relaxation (meditation, etc..) decreases the firing of neurotransmitters at receptor sites in your brain that determine feelings of the body's position in space?

or that i'm graduating in 15 days?