here she goooess, here she goes again
Ahh, time for some rambling.
If you havent noticed, i found a new interest in John Mayer. I always thought he was ok before, but then when I was in Hawaii and we were at this restaurant there was some guy playing guitare and everyone requested songs and he knew, i swear, almost EVERY song that anybody requested. So he gets into a John Mayer song and I'm like, you know.. this is a really good song. and I'm sure John Mayer would be disappointed in me if he knew that I started liking him from hearing somebody else sing his song, but hey, John Mayer will never know. Unless he reads livejournal. Then i'm freaking screwed. and my goal in life is to go to one of his concerts. becuase have you ever heard his quotes? hes like the funniest guy alive. and he rambles. so it is like a match made in heaven. he does the half-serious, half-kidding but mostly actually 90 percent kidding but it is based on truth rambling. which is obviously the best kind.
i saw tristan and isolde today. and i really dont know how to explain it. like, the commercials scream CHICK FLICK but when you see it its all blood and guts and crazy ancient language and it seems like they were trying so hard to make it a "guys will like it too" flick, which results in a bad movie. because by the commercials, only girls will see it because guys will think its a chickflick. so then only girls go and see it and they are like "omg this movie sucks its not even a chick flick" and the guys never see it because of the commercial. i think the goal in chick-flicks is to make you go "awww i want a boyfriend!" or "awww i wish i was in love!" but this one was like "Damn, love freaking sucks! but atleast james franco is amazing to look at!" so thats why everyone stayed through the whole movie. but then it ends and you are like "oh my god, so i knew it was going to be depressing hence the 'romeo and juliet' but that just was not at all what i was going in to see" but i think everyone else liked it. except for me.
i went to the valley superstar showdown. yeah, for you non-santa marians, the name explains it. valley superstar showdown. thats where they went wrong, i think. anything that includes any of those three words is bound for dissatisfaction. i think half of the people i knew there left before it was done. and almost all of the talented ones didnt make it to top 8. i mean alot of the top 8 had talent, but alot of the not top 8 had more talent. it was rigged. like they needed diversity so they had to include the rappers and the opera girl, instead of two really good female singers. and what the heck was the dude from u2 doing there? was he REALLY from u2 or was it like "this is the guy that was in U2 for a few weeks and then got kicked out, so now he visits santa maria and judges talent shows." i sound totally mean. what im trying to say is, it was a cool idea and all the people who helped out with it were awesome and they did a good job organizing it and such and most of the performers were awesome, but i didnt agree with the results.
im excited for no school tomorrow. im not excited for school on tuesday. and basically tomorrow means catch up on all of the 600000 things ms opincar gave us to do this weekend. and then go to rehearsal, which i'm looking forward to. which is sad. because who looks forward to rehearsal? it depends whos in the cast i guess ;)
i dont think i was meant to live in this decade. i think i was meant for like the 50's or 60's. i'm like a grandma. im like "KIDS THESE DAYS! Why back in the day kids wouldnt dream of doing the things kids do now!" but i actually dont say that. but i think it. its like "normal" now. so if you dont do all the crap that everyone does then you are weird and so u end up dressing weird or writing X's on your knuckles. so the people who look like they would do all the crap are actually the people who dont. so grandparents i bet are really confused. and so is anybody reading this. you are like "wtf is lauren talking about?" i actually dont know what im talking about. well i do. its somewhere in the back of my mind, but really my fingers are moving faster than my brain is so im reading these words and im like "wtf lauren, what are you thinking?" and im getting more amazed at it all that you would think.
getting your license changes your life more than you think. and it changes how people treat you. well because usually you go in places wiht your mom or dad so nobody talks to you. but when i go places myself now its crazy! like i went into some fast food place and i gave the man my order and hes like this 40 something year old spanish guy and i'm like "can i have a burrito with no onions and a water?" and hes like "yeah sure. its cold out huh?" and im like "um, yeah" and hes like "so did you just get off work or out of a class?" and im like "nope.." and then i go and wait for my food and then he comes and gives me my food instead of calling out the number and he goes "good luck." and then i bolt out of there as fast as i can.
and drivers are insane! like today i was just driving down to see the movie in AG and this truck comes up behind me with two guys in it and they tailgate so i move into the right lane and then they speed up to the exact speed im going so they are right next to me and finally i look over and they are both looking and then they press the gas and zoom off like "hey, look how fast my car goes!"
i think i need to work on my socializing. you know when you like a guy (or girl incase any guys read this but i dont know many guys who read livejournals) so wait ok let me rewind. so you realize u start to like a guy that you've been hanging out with or you've spoken to before or whatever and you realize the click or the spark or whatever when you are with them and theres flirting and laughing and its all fun but you dont REALLY realize it till after you arent with them anymore? so you are by yourself and you are like "oh my god, i think i like so and so!" and so the next time you see him its all awkward for you because you dont want him to know that you like him so you kinda ignore him even though you've been looking forward to seeing him again, so you waste the whole time just facing the other way and not talking until that is over and you arent together anymore and then you curse yourself for not saying anything and it just makes things worse and then you overthink it and you are like "well was i just imagining it?" or "was he thinking the same thing and thats why he was acting different too?" and then you getthis whole idea in your head and it drives you CRAZY but then you think "i bet the guy has no clue and hes into someone else" so you get yourself all depressed and shit just from overthinking and its a living hell and you are afraid to say something because you are afraid he isnt into it at ALL but you are afraid not to say anything jsut incase HE is afraid to say something and so you can either say something and get rejected or you can not say something and have something hanging above you that never gets solved. so you have one day of like yeahh this guy is awesome and i think he thinks im awesome! but then you think and you mess it up in your head and then its awkward and you never speak again. or maybe i'm crazy. i think i am. i bet you think i am too, if you read this. actually that has never happened to me, im just saying, if it did. that would suck. just kidding again. wait, so was i kidding about the whole thing, or was i kidding about kidding? i guess you will never know. but im not that brilliant i cant just make up a situation. but you will be able to tell the results from my livejournals. for example if my next one is like "life sucks, boys suck, i hate you" then obviously, nothing happened. or if it is like "hey guess what i love everything and everyone and lets paint flowers on the sidewalk!" then you should call me and be like "whos the guy?" and i'll be liek "oh, so and so" and then i will probably talk for a long long time, as i'm doing here, so it would be better off if you didnt call... for your sake. OH MY GOD i just scrolled up and i wrote so much! hahaha. man. i hope no guys read this. because they will be like "ohh my god lauren is a freak what if shes talking about me?" and then they will start overthinking just like i do and make our relationship awkward. haha. and i dont want to say "sorry, but i KNOW that who im talking about isnt reading this" because then it leaves out the mystery. but im not gonna say "the guy im talking about is probably reading this" because that is not at all true. and who knows if im even talking about someone? i mean i just freaking saw tristan and isolde for gods sake. maybe im talking about james franco. or john mayer. in that case im more of a freak than you think i am huh? woww i need to take a breath.
you know what i realized is that everybody is a little bit insane. because you look at someone and you are like "omg what a WEIRDO" but to themself they are totally normal. its just the way you are raised or whatever. so one family is weird to another family, but they are both normal to themselves and to other familys like them. like i think my family is considered a weird family because we dont have an obsession with the superbowl and we dont host bbq parties and hunt deer. but to some familys, the families that DO that stuff are weird. so its all a crazy cycle.
i was born with a HUGE mouth. liike it was abnormally big. seriously. ask me to show you baby pictures. it was bigger than my face. i kinda grew into it, i mean its still big, but when i was a baby it was soooo huge. so i think it translated into my rambling sessions. but you know, you cant get mad at me for this. because you can control reading this. and what was livejournal made for, anyways? for people born with big mouths.
omg the girl behind us at the movie today had the FUNNIEST laugh! it was like that really fast annoying laugh that should be high pitched but instead it was low pitched. so it was like huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh really really fast. and it was contagious becuase she would laugh at parts that werent funny and then everyone would laugh at her so the whole theatre would be cracking up when like, people were killing each other or something on the screen. which was basically the whole movie, people killing each other.
i think this might be my longest livejournal yet. i hope nobody saves these. becuase its like the worst blackmail you can give someone. like in 30 years somebody gives my husband a printed out lauren's 2006 livejournal. he'd probably divorce me. like wtf is she talking about? john mayer? big mouths? and what was with that paragraph about overthinking a relationship with someone?
i think because of that paragraph, by the way, whatever i was talking about is bound to fail. like i jinxed it by overthinking it. im not getting into this again, though.
god. i embarrass myself alot. its horrible.
well, my paragraphs are winding down. hallelujah! and probably for most of you, that is the only sentence you read. like "wow this is a HUGE entree, let me just scroll down to see the last sentence so i can pretend like i read it becuase no way in hell am i wasting my time reading that." but then when you talk to me you will be like "actually i DID read it, contrasting what you said in your last paragraph" but really u can say that even if you DIDNT read anything but the last paragraph. ok. im done.
If you havent noticed, i found a new interest in John Mayer. I always thought he was ok before, but then when I was in Hawaii and we were at this restaurant there was some guy playing guitare and everyone requested songs and he knew, i swear, almost EVERY song that anybody requested. So he gets into a John Mayer song and I'm like, you know.. this is a really good song. and I'm sure John Mayer would be disappointed in me if he knew that I started liking him from hearing somebody else sing his song, but hey, John Mayer will never know. Unless he reads livejournal. Then i'm freaking screwed. and my goal in life is to go to one of his concerts. becuase have you ever heard his quotes? hes like the funniest guy alive. and he rambles. so it is like a match made in heaven. he does the half-serious, half-kidding but mostly actually 90 percent kidding but it is based on truth rambling. which is obviously the best kind.
i saw tristan and isolde today. and i really dont know how to explain it. like, the commercials scream CHICK FLICK but when you see it its all blood and guts and crazy ancient language and it seems like they were trying so hard to make it a "guys will like it too" flick, which results in a bad movie. because by the commercials, only girls will see it because guys will think its a chickflick. so then only girls go and see it and they are like "omg this movie sucks its not even a chick flick" and the guys never see it because of the commercial. i think the goal in chick-flicks is to make you go "awww i want a boyfriend!" or "awww i wish i was in love!" but this one was like "Damn, love freaking sucks! but atleast james franco is amazing to look at!" so thats why everyone stayed through the whole movie. but then it ends and you are like "oh my god, so i knew it was going to be depressing hence the 'romeo and juliet' but that just was not at all what i was going in to see" but i think everyone else liked it. except for me.
i went to the valley superstar showdown. yeah, for you non-santa marians, the name explains it. valley superstar showdown. thats where they went wrong, i think. anything that includes any of those three words is bound for dissatisfaction. i think half of the people i knew there left before it was done. and almost all of the talented ones didnt make it to top 8. i mean alot of the top 8 had talent, but alot of the not top 8 had more talent. it was rigged. like they needed diversity so they had to include the rappers and the opera girl, instead of two really good female singers. and what the heck was the dude from u2 doing there? was he REALLY from u2 or was it like "this is the guy that was in U2 for a few weeks and then got kicked out, so now he visits santa maria and judges talent shows." i sound totally mean. what im trying to say is, it was a cool idea and all the people who helped out with it were awesome and they did a good job organizing it and such and most of the performers were awesome, but i didnt agree with the results.
im excited for no school tomorrow. im not excited for school on tuesday. and basically tomorrow means catch up on all of the 600000 things ms opincar gave us to do this weekend. and then go to rehearsal, which i'm looking forward to. which is sad. because who looks forward to rehearsal? it depends whos in the cast i guess ;)
i dont think i was meant to live in this decade. i think i was meant for like the 50's or 60's. i'm like a grandma. im like "KIDS THESE DAYS! Why back in the day kids wouldnt dream of doing the things kids do now!" but i actually dont say that. but i think it. its like "normal" now. so if you dont do all the crap that everyone does then you are weird and so u end up dressing weird or writing X's on your knuckles. so the people who look like they would do all the crap are actually the people who dont. so grandparents i bet are really confused. and so is anybody reading this. you are like "wtf is lauren talking about?" i actually dont know what im talking about. well i do. its somewhere in the back of my mind, but really my fingers are moving faster than my brain is so im reading these words and im like "wtf lauren, what are you thinking?" and im getting more amazed at it all that you would think.
getting your license changes your life more than you think. and it changes how people treat you. well because usually you go in places wiht your mom or dad so nobody talks to you. but when i go places myself now its crazy! like i went into some fast food place and i gave the man my order and hes like this 40 something year old spanish guy and i'm like "can i have a burrito with no onions and a water?" and hes like "yeah sure. its cold out huh?" and im like "um, yeah" and hes like "so did you just get off work or out of a class?" and im like "nope.." and then i go and wait for my food and then he comes and gives me my food instead of calling out the number and he goes "good luck." and then i bolt out of there as fast as i can.
and drivers are insane! like today i was just driving down to see the movie in AG and this truck comes up behind me with two guys in it and they tailgate so i move into the right lane and then they speed up to the exact speed im going so they are right next to me and finally i look over and they are both looking and then they press the gas and zoom off like "hey, look how fast my car goes!"
i think i need to work on my socializing. you know when you like a guy (or girl incase any guys read this but i dont know many guys who read livejournals) so wait ok let me rewind. so you realize u start to like a guy that you've been hanging out with or you've spoken to before or whatever and you realize the click or the spark or whatever when you are with them and theres flirting and laughing and its all fun but you dont REALLY realize it till after you arent with them anymore? so you are by yourself and you are like "oh my god, i think i like so and so!" and so the next time you see him its all awkward for you because you dont want him to know that you like him so you kinda ignore him even though you've been looking forward to seeing him again, so you waste the whole time just facing the other way and not talking until that is over and you arent together anymore and then you curse yourself for not saying anything and it just makes things worse and then you overthink it and you are like "well was i just imagining it?" or "was he thinking the same thing and thats why he was acting different too?" and then you getthis whole idea in your head and it drives you CRAZY but then you think "i bet the guy has no clue and hes into someone else" so you get yourself all depressed and shit just from overthinking and its a living hell and you are afraid to say something because you are afraid he isnt into it at ALL but you are afraid not to say anything jsut incase HE is afraid to say something and so you can either say something and get rejected or you can not say something and have something hanging above you that never gets solved. so you have one day of like yeahh this guy is awesome and i think he thinks im awesome! but then you think and you mess it up in your head and then its awkward and you never speak again. or maybe i'm crazy. i think i am. i bet you think i am too, if you read this. actually that has never happened to me, im just saying, if it did. that would suck. just kidding again. wait, so was i kidding about the whole thing, or was i kidding about kidding? i guess you will never know. but im not that brilliant i cant just make up a situation. but you will be able to tell the results from my livejournals. for example if my next one is like "life sucks, boys suck, i hate you" then obviously, nothing happened. or if it is like "hey guess what i love everything and everyone and lets paint flowers on the sidewalk!" then you should call me and be like "whos the guy?" and i'll be liek "oh, so and so" and then i will probably talk for a long long time, as i'm doing here, so it would be better off if you didnt call... for your sake. OH MY GOD i just scrolled up and i wrote so much! hahaha. man. i hope no guys read this. because they will be like "ohh my god lauren is a freak what if shes talking about me?" and then they will start overthinking just like i do and make our relationship awkward. haha. and i dont want to say "sorry, but i KNOW that who im talking about isnt reading this" because then it leaves out the mystery. but im not gonna say "the guy im talking about is probably reading this" because that is not at all true. and who knows if im even talking about someone? i mean i just freaking saw tristan and isolde for gods sake. maybe im talking about james franco. or john mayer. in that case im more of a freak than you think i am huh? woww i need to take a breath.
you know what i realized is that everybody is a little bit insane. because you look at someone and you are like "omg what a WEIRDO" but to themself they are totally normal. its just the way you are raised or whatever. so one family is weird to another family, but they are both normal to themselves and to other familys like them. like i think my family is considered a weird family because we dont have an obsession with the superbowl and we dont host bbq parties and hunt deer. but to some familys, the families that DO that stuff are weird. so its all a crazy cycle.
i was born with a HUGE mouth. liike it was abnormally big. seriously. ask me to show you baby pictures. it was bigger than my face. i kinda grew into it, i mean its still big, but when i was a baby it was soooo huge. so i think it translated into my rambling sessions. but you know, you cant get mad at me for this. because you can control reading this. and what was livejournal made for, anyways? for people born with big mouths.
omg the girl behind us at the movie today had the FUNNIEST laugh! it was like that really fast annoying laugh that should be high pitched but instead it was low pitched. so it was like huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh really really fast. and it was contagious becuase she would laugh at parts that werent funny and then everyone would laugh at her so the whole theatre would be cracking up when like, people were killing each other or something on the screen. which was basically the whole movie, people killing each other.
i think this might be my longest livejournal yet. i hope nobody saves these. becuase its like the worst blackmail you can give someone. like in 30 years somebody gives my husband a printed out lauren's 2006 livejournal. he'd probably divorce me. like wtf is she talking about? john mayer? big mouths? and what was with that paragraph about overthinking a relationship with someone?
i think because of that paragraph, by the way, whatever i was talking about is bound to fail. like i jinxed it by overthinking it. im not getting into this again, though.
god. i embarrass myself alot. its horrible.
well, my paragraphs are winding down. hallelujah! and probably for most of you, that is the only sentence you read. like "wow this is a HUGE entree, let me just scroll down to see the last sentence so i can pretend like i read it becuase no way in hell am i wasting my time reading that." but then when you talk to me you will be like "actually i DID read it, contrasting what you said in your last paragraph" but really u can say that even if you DIDNT read anything but the last paragraph. ok. im done.