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[Jul. 26th, 2008|05:13 pm] |
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We'll be at the Escadrille in Burlington, OK? How does this thing work? It's going to pinch. Just reach up. It's taped underneath. She forgot her keys all the time. Oh. I just need you to carry: glasses... Lauren, Im going to bring my phone if you want me, alright honey? So what are you going to do tonight? Probably go over Kaitlyn's. Ok, remember to close everything up. Are you listening? This back window here, OK? Don't leave this door open if you're not here, OK Lauren? Lauren? Love you Lau. Love you dad. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|10:36 pm] |
I am babysitting for the first time in ~8 years tomorrow night. I had my first panic attack while I was babysitting (the first one was at a house on Hersom street where the little boy wouldn’t stop crying, and no one was home to help me) and continued to have them every time I'd babysit after that.
It’s for the three little girls who I used to baby-sit for regularly when I was in high school. It’s going to be bittersweet because they will be so much older now…
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I did some homework and instead of finishing Junky I read someone’s old livejournal entries.
I don't want to go to Math tomorrow... having a two hour break between classes is a bad, bad idea. |
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[Jan. 8th, 2008|12:10 pm] |
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I love that the new version of Safari has an automatic spell check. Why? Because all my life, I thought it was vaccume. |
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[Jan. 1st, 2008|06:13 pm] |
2007 was a pretty shitty year. i lost a best friend who i don't think gives a shit about me anymore in june. i started to lose my sanity again in september. i've been losing the same 15 pounds over and over again since last january. i've been on countless medications and none of them have worked. i've done nothing particularly beneficial to my character or worth. i've had no worthwhile or meaningful new relationships, and all of the flings were bland and boring.
i've come closer to graduating and a little more stable in what i want to do for my future. i got a new car. that's it.
here's to 2008. |
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[Dec. 27th, 2007|11:45 am] |
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I GOT AN A ON MY THESIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[Dec. 27th, 2007|07:44 am] |
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i am up waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too early. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2007|08:45 am] |
oh also,
I've been listening to the same exact 2:12 song for the past two hours. huh? |
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[Dec. 14th, 2007|08:35 am] |
gh White Noise.
Ok yeah I have to fix that closing sentence BUT:
I HAVE FINALLY COMPLETED MY COLLEGE THESIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Now all I have to do is sit around for four weeks and wait to see if I pass.
If I get a 75 on the thesis, my grade will be a B-. I can deal with that, seriously, I can deal. And If I get lower than that, I will simply take the class again it do a better job preparing myself.
If I don't pass, then, well, whatever? Another semester with the finest professor at school won't be so bad.
done done done done it's done it's done.
also my mouth tastes like the bread that mcdonalds used to have for their grilled chicken sandwiches over five years ago. is that weird? that is so weird.
My mom doesn't like the water pik as much as I do. It is seriously the most incredible invention in the world. I want to sit with it in my mouth all day long.
People who don't clear off their cars before they drive are assholes. You live in Boston, it snowed, it sucks, but that doesn't mean you can drive off with two feet of snow on the roof of your car and have it be okay. Wake up half an hour earlier, turn your car on, melt it off, wipe it off, whatever. You're seriously a jerk if you don't. Some guy in a wagon on main street had only used his windshield wipers, and his car was an IGLOO- every single surface covered in snow, from doors to windows to hood. If someone chooses to do that then they probably deserve to get into a car accident- but it sucks for the person they hit. And could very easily be prevented if they weren't LAZY.
that's it., seriously lauren, cheer up, you're DONE WITH YOUR THESIS |
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[Dec. 9th, 2007|11:39 am] |
Oh hey remember when I was complaining that there weren't enough Dunkin Donuts in Belmont? Well, they just put a brand-spankin'-new one inside of the old, empty fish restaurant near the movie theatre. This is the highlight of my life, because now I can avoid Alessandro AND be able to simply park my car in a parking lot, instead of driving around in circles attempting to steal a street spot and later running down the street carrying five coffees in an effort not to be late for work. To be honest, I've thought about calling good old Al, but then again I'm not really ready for round two of being encouraged to feel myself up at the end of our date. Should I call him? Hm.
I have a feeling I'm not going to finish the rough draft of my thesis today. That is scaarryyyy. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2007|10:31 am] |
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Sometimes people don't think you can do things, and sometimes it gets so bad even YOU think you can't do things, you think that you're not going to make it, that what you do isn't good enough, that you aren't smarter or smart enough, you don't have enough ambition. You think, your disabilities, your emotional problems or anxiety or insomnia or whatever it is this week that is making it harder for you than other people, it is these things that are holding you back. And everyone experiences these things, it's true, and because of this, some people don't take yours as seriously. Some people don't want to take you seriously and so, because they don't, you don't take YOURSELF seriously. You're living for nothing now. And then, sometimes, you need to realize that this isn't about anyone else. And even if you have your assortment of problems (or cornucopia as someone special might say) well, that's just how it is. It could be worse but fortunately it isn't. And so, what I am saying, is fuck everyone else. Just fuck them. There is ALWAYS going to be someone who does better than you. And sometimes you CAN'T be the person who is the best at the thing you want to be the best at. Sometimes you can't play the piano, sometime's you can give all the answers or the best advice, sometime's you're not going to get an A in a class that you just tried so, so hard in, gave your all and did your best and 110% more, cancelled plans with friends and stayed in and stressed out and cried and drove to 12,000 different libraries in the Boston area to get the books you need. Well, it doesn't matter, kid, you still might not get an A. And you might not get that 3.5 GPA you're dying for. And you know what? So what? So what, Lauren? Who cares? What are you measuring yourself up against? Am I really going to sleep better at night because I have a 3.5 GPA? Is a state college not going to accept me because I don't? No. Do I really want to go/pay for an expensive school to get the same education and ultimately the same job? No. Do I want to be CRYING ALL.THE.TIME. anymore? No. So STOP. You have these little things that get you through. If you want to spend $150 on gas every week because driving around through Lincoln makes you feel better, than who gives a fuuuck. If sitting on your laptop in your bed makes you feel comfortable, do it, even if your mother says, "you're still here?" every night, every single night. kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk Don't make yourself sick over the little things. Don't over eat, don't throw up, don't starve, don't punch your legs or face or scratch or cry. Don't be mean to everyone who is mean to you, don't be mean to people who aren't mean to you. Don't chase someone down and block them into a parking spot at the gas station because they cut you off. Just motherfucking relax. You're going to be OK, it's going to be OK, I swear. I swear! |
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[Nov. 28th, 2007|08:42 am] |
"Wait, wasn't that guy that did the Oklahoma bombing Armenian?"
"WHAT? Wait, what?"
WHO SAID THIS? I can't remember. |
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[Nov. 27th, 2007|06:53 pm] |
This is how I feel about life right now:
Oh hey, anyone want to tag in? Anyone? |
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[Nov. 22nd, 2007|05:12 pm] |
Today around noontime I was sitting in my family room, watching Ina Garten prepare a 50-person cocktail party. My parents were around the house completing various tasks in order to prepare for our thanksgiving dinner; we had family coming over in about twenty minutes. At some point Mrs. Garten loses my interest and I decide to find my mom and see if I could help her do something. As soon as I stand up, I notice my kitchen was filling with smoke. Two plumes were flowing out of the oven. I said, "Mom?" At first I thought maybe she was steaming something. "Um, Mom?" Then I smelt it... the smell of something, well, burning. "UH, MOM, DAD, SOMETHING'S NOT RIGHT. SOMETHING ISN'T RIGHT IN HERE." I hear my parents saying, "What? What?" in the living room... They're looking out the front window, thinking I'm talking about something happening outside. I open the oven door, and a dish towel that was hung on the inside of the oven is on fire. "UH, MA, MA, SOMETHING BAD IS HAPPENING, MOM. MA!" My mother comes into the kitchen going, "What?" My father DOVE into action. He whipped the towel out of the oven (which was also cooking a pan of stuffing) and started batting at it. There were ashes flying anywhere. Finally, I said it: "FIRE! THE TOWEL IS ON FIRE!" My father slams the towel into the sink, and runs water on it. Everything was calm again. Then I see my uncle and grandmother stepping out of a car in front of the house. Then the fire alarm goes off. It was pretty awesome.
My mother likes to hang wet towels on the inside of a warm oven for a minute to help them dry off. Welp, she forgot the oven was actually turned on, annnd she also forgot that the towel was in there. I apparently also forgot how to say "HEY MOM, SOMETHING IS ON FIRE IN THE OVEN." I also had a dog in my house all day. All in all, an eventful Thanksgiving. |
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[Nov. 19th, 2007|09:03 pm] |
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Eugh. I'm sitting in my bed, drinking a mike's hard lemonade (ew) and trying to edit a paper I wrote on the movie Do The Right Thing. Tomorrow is going to be a loo o o o ooo oo o oo o o ong day. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2007|12:35 pm] |
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I drove around in circles for two hours today, for no reason, really. |
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