Writer, musician, student and professional worrier, I am the most interstingly boring person you'll ever meet. I don't think anyone actually cares what I post on tumblr, but that's OK, I do it for me and not so much for others. I want to fall in love with culture before I fall in love. I love bagels and hot tea. Speak to me in any language, but German and I'll be yours. I love to bake, I hate to cry and I'm always cold. Let's sing together sometime.
the more I’m like hmmm MRS degree sounds pretty good right now, I’m pretty sure I can learn to cook better and pop a few ones out…start a crafting shop out of my living room and make some side cash…
but let’s be realistic.
Looking back, I wish I hadn’t gotten lust confused with love. So many good friendships ruined over fleeting emotions. It really is sad.
My only sister got married this weekend.
I was the maid of honor. I LITERALLY cried the whole ceremony.
She married, Brennan Lang, her best friend, first boy friend and only love. He’s in med school, the syringe was edible and part of his groom’s cake.
It was the nicest wedding I’ve ever been to. I know that sounds conceited, but even I was surprised at the swankiness.
All in all, we were all really happy. There were a few Bridezilla vs. Mother of the Bride moments, but it was still a great night. I couldn’t be happier for my sister. I love her so much!
we’ve come a long way, but we’re all still the same :)
I can’t help it!
