“Spain talk things to do with Spain and talking”
That was the subject of an email Stephen just sent me.
Yep, definitely in love. :)
Kayla. 20.
Catholic.
Pro-Life.
Nerd. Synesthete.
Neuroscience major. Spanish minor. Originally from Minnesota.
Currently living in Nashville, TN.
Harry Potter. Yu-Gi-Oh! Spongebob. Whose Line. Hockey. Beavis & Butthead. Star Wars. Led Zeppelin. Regina Spektor. Other good music. Mythbusters.
That was the subject of an email Stephen just sent me.
Yep, definitely in love. :)
| Me: | I'm bringing my Señora a present from Tennessee. Guess what it is. |
| Ben: | Jack Daniels. Most Tennessee thing I know. |
| Me: | YOU ARE SO GOOD AT THIS |
| Me, showing my dad the bag: | I bought a boob-holder! |
| Dad: | I'm uncomfortable. |
| Brother: | You bought a boyfriend? |
| Dad: | lololololol |
| Me: | -__- |
Now sitting in my pajamas drinking wine straight out of the bottle.
I am the classiest of classy.
Also I have my Stephen. :3
We went out and played in the rain. Slash hail.
Because… yep.
Tom, rock star and tree enthusiast, is the most talented man in the world. There is nothing he can’t do (except cook). By day he is an overconfident businessman who bosses people around. By night he is a professional badass, practicing his ability to kill people with three limbs tied behind his back. Basically, his to-do list each week is this: -Get money. -Kick ass. -Take names. -Stay glorious. He also has a gorgeous trophy-wife and two genius children who will one day rule the world.Despite his rough exterior, Tom is actually a gentle and tender-hearted man. He often cries himself to sleep while eating chocolates, listening to Michael Bublé, or watching The Notebook. For a weekend getaway he likes to frolic through fields of sunflowers and giggle while puppies lick his face. His dream is to one day be lucky enough to shake hands with Justin Beiber, then never wash that hand again.In summary, you definitely want to hire him.
Kempmas Carols by PJ, Stephen, Jeff, and Alec
So as you guys already know, the boys across the hall love Thomas á Kempis. He’s not a Saint, so he doesn’t have a feast day. However, the boys decided that, since the Church has no official feast on February 29, that gets to be his feast day, also known as “Kempmas.”
In “celebration,” they composed these Kempmas Carols and sang them to us in order to wish us a very Somber Kempmas. Enjoy.
More “Kempentines”
The boy’s suite left us some “Kempentines” for Ash Wednesday.
Best day EVARRRRR!!
Why can’t I just be normal??
Oh wait, that’s boring. Nevermind. Sorry I’m not sorry.
The guy you like is discerning a vocation to the priesthood.
This greatly amuses me.
Without pants on.
Last night Stephen brought over muffins with this note:
“The Men of the Cave, disciples of Christ by the will of God, to the church of God that is in the Lady Lair, with all the holy ones throughout Carmichael Towers: grace to you and peace (and muffins) from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.”
I think I’m in love.