to all my readers:

because i refuse to make my status on fb a sob story.... i will just have to give it to you all here.....

i'm sick. it stinks. i sound like a man. and look like rudolph.
it happens. apparently to the best of us.
stupid mold at work.

throwing up is an awful idea.

really? yes, it makes you feel better... but it's so gross.

i really want to go to california.

really bad.

a tan, sunshine, bike rides, swim suits, disneyland, all sound WONDERFUL.

My best friend Beka Johnson got me a pinterest.

i am now addicted.

follow me.

speaking of pinterest, i want everything.

i want to become a great chef.

dress like a champ

and marry a prince.

thanks piterest.

to the cute boy in my singles ward...

yes, i understand you are new. but my name is reagan.

come meet me. i am cool.

i like staring at you from a distance.

no, i am not a creep.

just think you are cute. cool? thanks!

see you at 12.

friends is a hilarious show.

literally.

best thing to watch when you are sick.