About Me

I am: authentic
I think: people are worth it--whatever ‘it’ happens to be.
I know: God and my mom will always love me.
I want: to go on a road trip with Calyn to Georgia—the country, not the state.
I wish: to perfect my teleportation skills
I hate: hypocrisy
I miss: my best friend, my little white truck, my ability to never sleep and wearing flip-flops year round.
I fear: failure and disappointing others.
I feel: like it has been way too long since I have seen ‘my kids.’
I hear: snow melting and dripping down my balcony, remont next door and Sarah McLachlan singing Ice Cream.
I smell: coffee wafting from the cup next to me.
I crave: Chinese food…
I search: for Dr. Pepper at the store downtown
I wonder: if the dream I’m dreaming will really become reality one day; in some ways it already has.
I regret: not talking to people.
I love: living in a mix of two cultures and sharing the best of both with people who’ve only known one or the other.
I ache: when I see others hurting.
I care: about the outcast.
I always: hope.
I am not: a good speller—in English or Russian.
I believe: in people that the world has given up on.
I dance: in the kitchen with my dad and in my foyer all alone.
I sing: in my head constantly.
I cry: at every airport departure.
I don't always: know what day it is.
I fight: with Ilya Magdych and love it.
I write: less frequently than I used to; less frequently than I’d like to.
I win: very rarely; but at least now I play.
I never: know where life will lead me next.
I confuse: cases in Russian far more frequently than I’d like.
I can usually be found: in the background.
I am scared: I’ll never get married.
I need: Christ. Always—every day, hour, min, sec.
I am happy: when I am with friends.
I hope: [точка]
I am tagging: no one.