Recap of Life
I fell in love for three hours this weekend with a frat boy from Northern California. Maybe we'll be friends on the facebook now.
I fell out of love with a big portion of my past. I've moved on. Sorry past, but this relationship has come to an end.
I took some tight pictures.
I ate a lot of food at my sister's party and with Danielle at USC.
I played beer pong, and I rocked it. Except when I got too drunk and decided I'd leave the fate of the ball's direction up to god's nature spirit.
A group of eight year old girls thought I was Ashlee Simpson and didn't believe me when I told them I wasn't her. Then I suffered from a five minute identity crisis when I thought I might actually be Ashlee Simpson. The night before the girls, Danielle's friend Greg decided I looked like Ashlee Simpson. Maybe she is my bizarro. I was hoping my bizarro would be a normal person who I could hang out with. Eh.
Bob Dylan.
I made some things with string.
I am very happy to be with myself.
Contention.
Welcome back Lauren. Welcome back to your life. You're here. (Or there... who knows?)
I fell out of love with a big portion of my past. I've moved on. Sorry past, but this relationship has come to an end.
I took some tight pictures.
I ate a lot of food at my sister's party and with Danielle at USC.
I played beer pong, and I rocked it. Except when I got too drunk and decided I'd leave the fate of the ball's direction up to god's nature spirit.
A group of eight year old girls thought I was Ashlee Simpson and didn't believe me when I told them I wasn't her. Then I suffered from a five minute identity crisis when I thought I might actually be Ashlee Simpson. The night before the girls, Danielle's friend Greg decided I looked like Ashlee Simpson. Maybe she is my bizarro. I was hoping my bizarro would be a normal person who I could hang out with. Eh.
Bob Dylan.
I made some things with string.
I am very happy to be with myself.
Contention.
Welcome back Lauren. Welcome back to your life. You're here. (Or there... who knows?)