This picture describes my life.
That girl, she's one of my best friends (her name is Rachel).
Clearly, in order to be my friend you have to be named Rachel (or just really awesome).
This picture also describes how I feel about English.
Shield your eyes! The adorableness might just kill you.
Not really.
I'm a terrible boother. Probably because I lost my camera.
Also, that dog. He's not a gargoyle.
He's a dog.
He has no intention of eating me.
My hair still looks like that when I wake up.
Check out that Lion King shirt.
Our choir got kicked out of this courthouse.
We didn't want a tour, we just liked the acoustics.
I'm really sucking at putting up pictures of myself lately.
Ah well.
This is what my background looks like.
What's yours?
Today was pretty lame. My brother convinced my mom to let me stay home from school, which I didn't want. He's being a baby, he fell off his bike and got street burn. I know it hurts, but he's walking around like his legs are broken...which means he wouldn't be able to walk around at all. Never mind that.
I watched The Skeleton Key today. I like that movie. I also had a choir clinic. Then I went to Carolyn's house. Oh! I played Mario Kart for the first time today. New obsession? Yes.
It's the St. Louis Arch.
I don't really see the point in it.
Large structures like the arch freak me out.
They look unsteady and I feel like they're going to fall on me.
I'm completely aware that this is totally irrational.
Hey DB, what makes you uncomfortable/nervous/frightened?