Lauren's Journal

11:23pm: oh my god, this kid from our high school is on Date My Mom!

7:40pm: So last night we returned from Hawaii. It was a really fun trip! We went to Oahu for 3 days and Maui for 4, tried to follow as much of the Eaton-Kelly's advice as possible, and got to go swimming, snorkeling and surfing. And we ate really good sushi, yum!

Today I hung out with David, which was fun as always, and now I am baking fig cookies (will they be good??) and preparing a presentation for work (scary! but only 10 minutes and with all the other undergrads).

11:35pm: So today was the last day of the SURP seminar! Finally, I don't have to spend Thursday afternoons in a room full of nerds listening to boring presentations. Until next summer... maybe. After work, I hung out with Bejan. Poor guy, his car broke down and I picked him up from the autobody shop! But it was really fun and good to see him.

10:12pm: So today I spent a whole HOUR driving from Bothell to Kenmore!! There was an accident right by the park and ride in Kenmore, but i don't think anyone was hurt, although i don't really know. Then I caught the bus at 372 (it had been stuck behind me in traffic that whole time!) and David from work was on it, and then we hit more traffic at 155 because there had been a fire, but that wasn't too bad, and then the standard traffic up by Northgate Way from construction. Apparently there had also been a big accident on Lake City Way a little earlier, but since the bus took so long to get to Kenmore it was cleared by the time we got there. I feel bad for David, who ended up spending like 3 hours commuting, and the bus driver, she looked very tired! And most of all for all the people in accidents, poor people.

Anyway, after finally getting to work (we missed a seminar with a professor visiting from a Japanese university, i don't remember which one), i had a good day there so that's good. Then went to Abe's and ate a turkey burger, yum!

1:02am: I swear a lot. I sweat a lot. I look at ogre porn and clown porn on the internet a lot. I also drink a lot. I sleep around a lot. That is a lot of a lots.

12:48am: WASMUN
If anyone wants to be in Model United Nations, I can hook you up. It's a really elite club and you probably want to join, so just let me know.

12:41am: Thanks to Sarah Lambino I found this enlightening quiz
Take the quiz: "Which Playing Card Are You?"

The Queen of Hearts
Loving, caring, but sometimes Vain, You are the Queen of Hearts.

12:59am: : (
I am very sad there was a concert with United State of Electronica and Sir Mix-a-Lot (!!!!!) tonight for $5 but I could not go because I have a chem test tomorrow that I am not going to do well on. lame!

11:39pm: Okay so I bought these shoes, low heeled pumps, and they have REALLY pointy toes. Like I threatened to kick my brother while wearing them and he ran away screaming like a girl. Well... he sorta does that a lot, but that's not the point. The point is that my brother said they looked like elf shoes, and my mom laughed for five minutes. : (

1:56am: I can't sleep
Okay so once a while ago I went to some guy's site and he had posted every single essay he had written for IB. It was really lame, especially because his essays sucked really bad. But anyway, for better or worse, I am going to post summaries of some essays I have written. I will begin with the crown jewel of my essay writing career (in terms of quantity, not quality) my IB extended essay. At 3998 (I think) words it was the longest I have written to date. Here is an abridged version:

Title: How did we get those white bastards in South Africa to give up power?

Through divestment, disinvestment and economic sanctions.



Yay wasn't that glorious? But some lame guy in Peru who graded it only gave me a B. He obviously doesn't recognize greatness.

1:19am: Look I can fill out one of these things too, just like Donald! Except... different because I am abridging mine.

[ B A S i C ]
Name: Lauren
Nicknames: Heather calls me Lorry and my cousin Katherine calls me Laurlaur and... that's it
Born in: San Francisco, CA
Parents: Cathy and Dennis
Resides in: Bothell
Birthday: June 30, 1985
School: Inglemoor HS, soon to be University of Washington
Age: 17

[ D O Y O U .. ]
Play an instrument: I used to play the French horn but I quit
Believe there is life on other planets: you never know
Have any pets: I have Malcolm he is a DOG
Wear hats: just skiing
Have any piercings: two in each ear nothing exciting
Collect anything: I sorta collect postcards but not actively and David didn't find one in NC :(
Have a best friend: David!
Like your handwriting: most of the time
Have any bad habits: I'm sure I do but I can't think of them
Care about looks: I think it's important to present yourself well and be clean and such
Believe in ghosts: sorta

[ F A V O R i T E .. ]
Food: hm... dunno
Drink: soda water
Color: yellow or red I think
CD: I like Our Lady Peace and I also like this one CD that Ben... um... what was his name? this kid that was in my spanish class and in band and he said he'd make me a CD if I gave him a dollar so I gave him a dollar and it is a punk CD and I like it
Shoes: I like flip flops and I like my mary jane type thingy doos
Candy: not sure
Animal: Malcolm!
TV show: I like Everwood and all the MTV reality shows (yeah, you know you all love them)
Movie: dunno
Song: Perpetuum Mobile is super cool
Music: right now I am rediscovering punk but... yeah I like 80s too
Fruit: Fuji apples!

6:19pm: MEAT
Hm so I thought I already updated today but... I guess I didn't? Sorry if there are two I will fix it later. Anyway last night I went to a meat party and sampled various types of exotic meats.

quail eggs
ostrich
rattlesnake
crocodile
veal
cow tongue, heart, and liver
rabbit
kangaroo
buffalo
blood sausage

Blood sausage, cow tongue, and cow liver are all GROSS

12:18am: Guess what I drove a stick today for the very first time ever in all of eternity. Except I didn't really drive it... because Peter shifted for me and all. It was also very difficult because I was too short and it was hard to push the clutch in all the way (Donald agreed). Donald and Clay were better than me but they had both driven manuals before. Also I played Mancala with this guy that hugged Donald and I won it was very exciting.

2:42pm: Okay so... my uber-boring life never produces anything worth recording in here. I wes thinking I could make up a life. But... I'm not sure if I could make my fake life any more interesting than my real life. And it could be a bit of a hassle... I don't know... what do you think?

10:35pm: It says here that I need a food working permit within 30 days of employment... I've been working here for a month and a half... I should get on that

3:00pm: Last night I watched Dogtown and Z-Boys with David. This morning I watched it again with my brother. Then I ate some bread and butter. Now I'm home alone, hanging out with my dog, except we're in opposite corners of the house. That's my life.

12:12am: after semi-trying for so long to emulate my livejournal idol Colin Marshall, I've realized I'm a failure. So... in the future I'll be posting lame (but in a way, not so lame) entries about my super interesting life. Or maybe just when I'm really bored.

5:14pm: After two days of looking for beauty in things, I have come to realize that the world is an ugly place. Jordan decided to challenge my latest endeavour (being the evil cynicist that he is) and sent me to uglypeople.com to find the beauty in some of the ugliest faces on the planet. To make a long story short, I couldn't. I've come to the conclusion that not everything has an aspect of beauty. On the contrary, everything does indeed have a shade of ugliness. Like flowers. They look pretty, but... they die. So, anyway, hopefully we can all come to realize that even pretty stuff has ugliness in its core.

12:25am: As I rode down Aurora, my head bouncing around and thus restricting my ability to sleep, I was suddenly brought out of my half-awake stupor by the beauty of a playful beam of light shining through the finger-printed bus window. It struck me so because it seemed so out of place, this gorgeous ray of precious purity in the dullness of an old metro bus. But this one little ray of light incited a train of miniscule revelations, the chief one being... the amazing ability of the human psyche to find extraordinary beauty in the most ordinary of things. Therefore, I have made it a personal goal to find beauty in everything I see and do, and I hope everyone else will attempt the same effort. I truly believe that if this can be achieved, the world will be better for all.

10:47pm: Malcolm
Hi Lauren is too lazy to put up a picture of her dog so I will for her, since he is my second best friend.

Malcolm

2:00pm: quick! someone take a home video of me just in case I'm killed by a drunk driver so I too can have a commercial of my own and live on in infamy forever!

12:10am: We deftly manuevered the pitch black of night
when something appeared in the edge of our sight.
A pile of treasure with signs saying "free"
was discovered with joy by Jordan and me.

Bottles and gadgets and flowers and glass,
Machines made solely for toning one's ass.
All this and more laid out for the taking,
what was to be ours we began staking

After carefully choosing an item or two
we headed to Jilli's with a bright balloon.
We set up our gifts at the mailbox with care
Hoping she'd be able to find them there

Then off once again to Canyon Park
to see what was open late in the dark
But all was closed at that late time
And so I went back to that house of mine.

12:48pm: Ow
is there such a thing as a wrist massage? Scooping ice cream is hard work.

11:57pm: They forgot to write: "I heart Jesus!"

The Lord is my Shepard

While I was sitting in the pew at the Aurora Church of the
Nazarene, listening to the Cascade Youth Symphony and watching Neil make insanely funny faces as he bobbed his violin and raised his eyebrows at the really intense parts, I noticed that the bible in the pocket in front of me had graffiti. It stated:

"Jesus is Lord! And he loves you."

Now I have never personally chatted with Jesus, but I've read about him and heard a few things, and although I'm sure he's fine with spreading the message, I don't think he'd want his any of his sheep destroying the Holy Book to do so.


"Now remember kids, no writing on the Bible!"

Then again, maybe I shouldn't assume things. I could just go talk to Jesus... after all, he does work at McDonald's with Sebastian and Tristan.

10:30pm: On the 8th day, God created...


At 12 for a dollar, who could go wrong?