my Q street apartment - where the whole place was all mine
and my kitchen was also my closet.
my dhahran days
this was the 7th grade valentine's day dance
i went with chris norseth
i still have that dress
and still besties with some of those friends...
(look at all those mary-jane docs!!)
clay's random drawings on my old kitchen table
having my whole family under 1 roof
using my electric typewriter...which is currently broken
beach bumming
drinking champassions on the patio of hotel san jose
the natural high you get from an equal rights rally
my kate moss collage from my boarding school dorm room
oh, and that lime green + yellow pop corn comforter
and lime green jansport... dang!
playing mafia for hours in austin
and especially missing these 3 faces...
