the boring leading the bored
Thursday, June 24, 2004
could i use some of your lipstick?
because every girl should have a blog post dedicated to how much she loves robert smith.
music: the yardbirds "for your love"; the beatles "if i fell"
Friday, June 18, 2004
excellently ultimate frisbee
a heart-warming story of a misfit team of kids who love the game, a made for tv movie starring some kids who recently outgrew the nickelodeon scene and can't get work. and then we stole kurt's car and he got so pissed... and we took his ciggarettes too...
look for it. film festival 2005.
yeah, ultimate frisbee today was possibly the most fun i've had all break. i want to play EVERY DAY. EVVVVERY DAY! and i was deeply humbled by the freaking amazing players. all those boys were brilliantly good. however, i think i did modestly well, and that's fine with me. i played hard. and i got a compliment!
"lauren, i admit i thought you were full of crap when you said you were decent, but really you were pretty alright" --mukul (paraphrased)
oh, god bless backhanded compliments. really though, i was glad i was able to prove myself at least a little. true, now i will never get a date with any of those guys (there were lots of them. my chance of ever getting a date again is greatly decreased now) because i was all sweating and running around like a crazy person and playing hard and being competitive and not being a lady. but still, it was an amazingly good time. again: i would do it every day. and probably be in much better shape for it.
also, had senior pictures this morning. which was cool for like, ten minutes and then it just got uncomfortable and annoying for the next two hours. oh well. done with. hopefully i will have a few good ones. the highlight of the morning is when i convinced the photographer to do a picture on the leopard-print settee... that was hilarious. im even striking a vaguely sexy pose with my very very vaguely sexy body.
self-confidence, where are you?
music: franz ferdinand... damn the randomizer.
Sunday, June 13, 2004
mukul
thank you. although i don't understand exactly why you said that.
it's hard to take compliments.
music: the doors
everyone should watch the movie "waking life" at least twice. it's totally awesome and has made me think about a lot of stuff. and because it is about dreams, it brought me a dream last night! unfortunately, the dream wasn't lucid (meaning i didn't know i was dreaming and therefore couldn't control anything). but it was good.
i was at a school of magic. there was lots of stupid crap, like cats that could talk and shapeshift, but the best part was this forest. right in front of the school was a forest that kind of ran downhill. it was incredibly beautiful. the light was bright and clean, but soft and kind of gauzy. the leaves on the trees were a pale green. it was gorgeous. and everywhere there were sculptures and statues. i dont remember exactly what they were like. i remember two that had parts that were just suspended in midair. one was i think a little girl, or some human figure, holding out her hands. there was a small stone ball hanging above them, perfectly still but supported by nothing.
and there was a boy. i seem to think he looked a lot like that guy who was in freaky friday and is going to be in that hillary duff movie, which is kind of lame, but i dont think it was totally him. he was a beautiful person. we just walked around the woods for days and we talked and he told me things and showed me things. lots of things about magic. he was very good at telekinesis. he moved the free part on one of the sculptures. he told me to try, but i couldn't do it. it was incredible, i think we spent a week there. finally it was time to go. i remember other people, possibly my parents, telling me it was time to go, and we walked through the forest again. i was desperate to see this boy again, because i didn't ever want to lose him. being with him was amazing, i'm not sure entirely why. it was just a feeling of peace and love or something. i looked over and i saw the statue with the little girl, and i just stared at it and moved the stone. it was awesome. i wanted to show him i could do it. i also wanted to kiss him.
i don't think i got the chance. i remember driving away in my van with my parents and telling them that church camp this year was different, and that i didn't learn much about god, and instead just spent time in the forest. then i kind of looked back upon it as a dream, and brushed it off... mentioning that that guy from freaky friday was there. when we got home, they dropped me off at school for some reason. and the guy was there... except he didn't look the same. now he was someone i know in real life, from school. i wont mention names to avoid weirding out the other person and embarassing myself. but i called out his name, and he didn't hear me, and then i yelled "star wars" for some reason, and it got his attention but he was really embarassed. i didn't get to kiss him, which is probably good, considering he was a real person now.
it was a good dream. i want to go back to that forest.
music: supertramp
Saturday, June 12, 2004
ta da
so the greys got old. this is the new template. its still kind of a work in progress. clearly. especially the colored text. i wanted to bring the shoe's color in, but im not sure if i dig the colored text, especially the colors i chose. any suggestions or critique would be appreciated. considering it's quarter to five, im going to go to bed now.
music: the cure
movies: waking life, footloose
Thursday, June 10, 2004
stubborn and hard-hearted. strong willed and
i should spend more time writing. or painting. or sewing. or drawing or learning to speak italian or crying or something.
i need staring at the sea by the cure.
i should write a story about how my heart got broke and why i am the way i am. i should write a story about how i got away from you forever. i should write a story about how i lived alone in the city for a year and a half before i came home and was very quiet. people said "what happened to her there" and i should write that story and publish it under a psilly pseudonym and nobody would ever know.
i should stop talking.
i should take pictures of you in an attempt to steal your soul. i should get them developed and draw on them everything about you i can't make go away.
music: modest mouse, float on
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly
motivated. Sharp
thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves
attention. Deep
feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm
Standpoint. Needs no
motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left
brain). Loves to dream. Strong
clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in
the ear and neck. Good
imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves
literature and the arts.
Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless.
Not having many children.
Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift
What does your birth month say about you?
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mostly true. except the "beautiful" part.
summer is wonderful.
music: changes, david bowie
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
talk talk
i miss andrea. andrea, lets us have a nice party where we dance around to the david bowie setlist or watch labyrinth or the best of bowie videos (did you buy them?)or all three. we can even have a sleepover and wear cute pajamas or something. love you!
almost finished with lolita. can't wait for humbert to cap the guy.
already excited to shop queen street w. want some rollerskates.
having urgent cravings to watch movies. thus, watched rocky horror picture show for the first time ever today. ohsocampy. loved it.
"what have you done with brad!??!"
"nothing. do you think i should?"
i think that's about all. exams almost gone. school almost gone. bonjour, ete!
music: the killers- somebody told me
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. Mukul .
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. Sanjana .
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