blog, i have missed thee

so due to finals i had to take a sad little blog break. but whatever now i'm back and blogging stronger than ever to the delight/dismay of some of you. and since i've been gone for so long this is going to be one long super-blog post!

so i'm back in texas! i love texas. but i love provo, too. i've already commented on the different lives that i live in both places. and really neither one is better than the other, just different. but one of my favorite things about being back here is spending time with all my best friends and favorite humans that i grew up with. just people that have made me who i am! and really it's always like time hasn't even passed at all.

contrasts of my life

this is me and my brother with our tree at home right after thanksgiving

this is me and my sister with her tree we decorated my first day back after thanksgiving

yeah, i love them both

my view outside my window in provo (i'm missing this little guy right now!)

my view outside my window here at home!

again, i love them both! (except for the fact that my blinds in provo are sseeeeerrioouussslly jacked up.)

its just odd being here and being like yeah i don't live here, so how should i know? i don't live in this house, this city, or even this state! but then when i'm in provo i'm like well i'm not from here! how am i supposed to know?? its just such an interesting concept to me! k i swear this is the last blog post where i'll continue to yap about this. 

most recent obsessions/pet peeves

-temporary tattoos!!!! i love, love, love them!! if i could get a tattoo from the age of like 17-25 i think i would probably do it in like a second. my favs have been this little one i had on my wrist and this little one behind my ear. and everyone at school can't tell if they're real or not and if they should be judging me or not. and i love when i sometimes catch people looking at them. because at that point they're like trying to size me up and decide what they think i'm all about. except i really can't think of one thing i want permanently (or ideally semi-permanently) on my skin for more than like a week. so that's the problem. 

-have i mentioned how i hate when babies are in classes? (unless you go to byu you are probably unfamiliar with this phenomenon) yeah if your baby is in my class while i'm trying to learn then chances are that i hate both you and your baby. you're the worst. your baby is the worst. you should have thought about this before you had a baby at the age of 21. 

-christmas music. it's the best thing ever. 

-i hate when i allow things/people to make me nervous. and then as a result i usually don't feel like i come off in a way that accurately portrays me. 

-i hate when i make idiot moron comments like "these are jokes" to people that i'm trying to impress. because instead of seeming funny and interesting, i seem like i have a learning disability of some sort. 

- i love finding people that have the exact same sense of humor as me. (this is like the rarest thing ever.) and when i actually successfully make the joke, "these are the jokes," they actually find that, and me, funny. 

-dog days are over by florence + the machine. but we all love that song, right? so whats new.

closing remarks

this week i had an interview for my study abroad in london for the fall. they told me it was art/writing centered and asked me to basically justify myself as a writer and submit a writing sample. so i then went into the archives of things i've written over the past few years that i liked and saved. my senior year in english v  we all had to write a valedictorian speech and then read it to each other. and i really liked mine, so i saved it. and then when i was searching for a writing sample i re-read it and turns out i still really like it and i like all the thoughts and sentiments i wrote about. and i still find it to be really true. and interesting. and i thought some of you might like it, too. 

so if you want to read the thoughts of an 18 year old about to embark on the next part of her life, read ahead! but if not, go do me a favor and give yourself a temporary tattoo.

Hello Class of 2009. Some of you I like, some of you I don't like, but most of you I just really don't know at all. Today is the culmination of roughly 13 years of hard work; we all have that in common. There were probably so many days we all felt like quitting, like all of this wasn't worth it, but we're all still here while half of our original class has gone by the wayside. So what kept us all here? Was it the possibility of a good job, our parents, fear, extra-curriculars, or our friends? Maybe it was a little bit of everything. But I guess it doesn't really matter because its finally over. And most of us can't even remember all the pain and suffering that went into it. Chances are when we look back we remember glimmers of teachers we liked and hated, projects that were really hard, classes we didn't like, people we loved, and fun times we had. But chances are they really are just glimmers; one big mental montage of everything we worked so hard for. And chances are you spent lots and lots of hours learning lots of things that from this point forward you will never have to know again. Which is good because you're done with it, but frustrating because it's wasted time; we had to learn it just because we had to; it was a requirement. Which means if we had spent less time in classes that didn't really have a purpose we could have been out of here even faster! The glimmers would be shorter and faster. But maybe what we were supposed to learn is that hey, it's just life, and a lot of the time you have to do things you don't want or think you need to do just because someone that has more power over you says so. Maybe part of the real world really was in high school. Or maybe the lesson was supposed to be hey, don't waste your time when it's yours to control. Theoretically you can do just about anything you want come the day after graduation, so don't waste it. And whatever you do, don't let school, or your job, or whatever you're doing become the dominant thing in your life. All those things can't love you, talk to you, hug you, keep you company, sing you a song, or make you happy in the way you always wanted to be. Sure we all want success, and many of us crave power, but at the end of the day if we've spent all our time building our empire and leave all the people that really matter, then in the end we've really lost. Success really only feels good when we have people we love around to validate it. So keep working hard, keep moving towards the things that really matter in life, stop wasting time doing things that won't matter in the next five minutes, and don't forget about the people that love you. Because chances are they're the only thing that kept you from going crazy these last roughly 13 years. And from this point forward if we're not living the life we always wanted to live, we have only ourselves to blame. Because as an “adult” but really as a human being, we now have that right. Congratulations class of 2009, we're finally free.

boyz

alright world, listen up. every girl (whether she admits it or not) has a list of men she'd give up her morals for. i am no different. here is my list:

 

Leonardo Di Caprio in Romeo and Juliet. 

OH MY GOSH

Milo Ventimiglia. 

You may remember him from Gilmore Girls where my extreme obsession first started

James Franco

Uh, explanation not necessary. 

yeah, i would do terrible things to be with any one of these men. that being said, adultery is not cool.

And now for the waiting list of men to replace the originals should they die. (Or in Leo's case, should pictures of him in that movie cease to exist):

Adam Brody

I may or may not have had a poster of his face in my room for like five years

Adrian Grenier

Some of you might recognize him from Entourage. Or what I like to recognize him from: Drive Me Crazy

James McAvoy

Yeah, he's attractive.

judge away!!!

and while you're judging, i will mention that i ate oreos for breakfast today and like 3-4 times a week i eat frozen dinners. what a sad and lazy life that i lead. it is realizations like this that make me miss my mom the most. moms rule!!!

tejas

well tonight is my last night in tejas and the week has gone by just so fast. i really miss spending time with my family. i miss my house. 


i miss my best friends. i got to see so many people i LOVE tonight, but there were even more i didn't have time to see. there's just never enough time it feels like. and i am SO happy i got to see sabrina- provo cried when her and david left


and the thing that is so odd to me is how natural life feels to me here too. i have a great life in provo but i had a great life here too! but i think the only thing that makes life here so amazing is 1) my family 2) my friends that i just love. i adore them. but the truth is that none to hardly any of them are even here anymore. if i was here without them it would just be empty. just like a weird shell. 


but holy crap being back here with everyone i love makes it feel like we've all always been here. like nobody ever left. it's sad that soon everyone will stop coming back.


so maybe i just have to accept that really the next part of my life is in provo! i suppose that's where i belong for now? it's really ok though because i really have grown to love provo and the life i live there. and the people i love there. i've met people i'll love forever there. 


now for some lolz and other pleasantries: 


-got to eat some bluebell ice cream- for those of you not from texas and unfamiliar with what this means, your life is not as good as it could be


-babies on planes: THE WORST. like you feel a teeny bad for thinking it, but you really just hate that baby when its sitting behind you, kicking your chair, and screaming in your ear. it's moments like these when i think that babies are the worst things on the planet. and i'm thinking hey lady, control your baby. a) it needs to shut up b) have it kick you and not my freaking chair c) if i hadn't changed my seat online yesterday none of this would be happening


-if you enjoy saying paper, rock, scissors instead of rock, paper, scissors then chances are that i hate your guts


-i very much enjoy seeing nothing but texas license plates whilst driving here. when i first got home i was like what the? and then i was like oh yeah i'm in texas. because let's face it: the utah license plates are gay/ugly/boring depending on the one you have. (the new tx license plates are gay but that is a whole nother blog post)


-gas is freaking $2.51 here?!?!?! what the freak!!! i found it for $2.74 before i left provo and felt like the biggest champ around. turns out i suck and so do the gas prices of utah. 


-some of you, namely my roommates, will remember me saying that i wasn't gonna pay to get a haircut because whenever i go home my mom is all disgusted with the rattiness of my hair and then proceeds to make a hair appointment for me and pay for it. the disgust began the night i got home and today i got a wonderful, free haircut. high-fiving a million angels!!!!!!


-song obsession: marry you by bruno mars. way better than the glee version. 

p.s. my hair is amazing in this state. also curlier

blast from my past

so it came to my attention that when i and a zillion other people had a xanga in junior high we really had blogs. i know right?! for some reason in my head i was like no that wasn't a blog, but it was. and really i liked having it. and really i think it was pretty funny. how do i know? oh, because i googled it and found it and should you like to discover it as well just click away: http://somethingsupercool17.xanga.com/ 


a precursor! i think i was funnier back in the days? definitely more blunt. i had a definite lol when i read my describing a hamburger that "tasted like aids." also should you decide to read it you'll find me ramble about this queer i had a huge crush on for many, many months. and since he only talked to me like 5 times i took that to mean that he was mysterious, brooding, and totally in love with me. what can i say? i was 15. and i feel that's nuff said. but don't be mistaken. reading it is definitely worth some lolz. 


* side-note! whenever you read "lol" or "lolz" on this blog, make sure it sounds like "lawl" or "lawlz" in your head


also, whilst on my photobucket i found this video i made about my life my sophomore year. (it was for a project in theatre, i didn't just go around making videos about my life and then tell people to watch them)  my life in under 1 min

so i figured that whilst i'm at it, should you like to watch my pictoral essay i made at the end of my senior year, imma make that one available to you too! but be warned!! since windows movie maker sucks butt and refuses to save movies correctly, a lot of the timings are off. so don't judge me!!(so if you think there's a hilarious caption you didn't have time to read, just pause it and move the little time dot guy backward.) yup, more than you ever wanted to know about me in one blog post. 

now for some other fun factoids i thought the world might like to read. 

-so one of my roommates knows this kid from high school named nick twentyfive. in conclusion, i want to marry nick twentyfive. (seriously i have seen Nick TwentyFive's facebook and he is real people!!!)

-on thursday i was in the hvac (music/arts/media art/theatre building on campus) and was talking to my friend and his friend about how this show was way too long and shoulda been cut down and had this really terrible part in it. to which my friend's friend says, you know i'm the director, right? (bahahaha) so since i had started i really couldn't back down. so it's lucky that i had a really, really good point. 

-i have realized that i'm one of those terrible people that say "perfect" in response to far too much. 

    -person: hey laura, i'm coming over in 5 minutes. 

      -me: oh ok, perfect. 

      -person: yeah we open at 10 am

  -me: oh, great, perfect. 

i fear this makes me terribly annoying. yet there is no end in sight! (perfect.)

-something i hate: whenever i'm walking around campus and i hear a convo that goes something like this

  -#1: hiii!!! #2: heyy! #1: how are you? #2: i'm so good!!

  -#1: heyyy! #2: heeyy! how are you? #1: oh, i'm the best!

it's possible that you have to go to byu to really understand how conversations like this sound and how freaking annoying they are. hey! listen, good for you. we're glad that you're SOO GOOD when the rest of us are just pretty good, or doing well. we're all glad you're just so awesome and you're slapping us in the face with your awesome life! gay! just be normal and say you're good like the rest of us!!!

phew, glad i got that off my chest. don't lie, you guys know you hate people that are too happy, too. 

-song that always makes me happy: what you want by the starting line. and don't all you music snobs from irving, tx (you know who you are) try to tell me that their newest full album (direction) isn't good because it's false!!!! we will fight to the death!! but we're still best friends

i am craving cupcakes

i have so many new things to blog about!! so first of all life is great right now because i'm sitting in my favorite spot in this entire library. and i'm really big on sitting in my spot, wherever that may be. i'd describe this particular spot but then i'd spend like an entire paragraph talking about all the specifics and turns out i don't think anyone really cares too much.

k secondly. lets take a second to talk about nail polish. because i love to have my nails painted but seriously the color only fully lasts on all the nails for about 4 days. MAYBE five. but then i see all these girls with their perfectly painted nails and i'm like do you re-do your nails every five days? (who has time for that???) or do you just have this great secret so that your nails are always painted? and then i love to peel off the polish and then like 1 or 2 of my nails have zero polish on them and it looks gay. also even after my nails have been drying for TWO HOURS and i go to bed i still wake up with smudges all over that. what the freak is up with that. clearly this is a serious issue in my life. (but really, it is.)

its also a good day because i swear i almost ALWAYS end up sitting next to this terrible girl in new testament (and i'm like always on her right) and when she takes notes she jabs her bony little elbow all over my arms and ribs! like whats wrong with you? keep your elbows to yourself. almost every tuesday and thursday at noon i want to set that girl on fire.

also tonight at midnight is harry potter! holla. cept my cape and wand and gryffindor scarf are all in tejas so really i'm bummed about that. i remember two summers ago when i saw the 6th one at midnight. it was like me, marcos, josh, max, cameron, and mariana. so fun. were me and mariana the only girls there? perhaps. that happened a lot. speaking of mariana this is a pic of hello kitty i drew for her on paint.

 

uh shya. you should be impressed. when i was like 6 i got this giant hello kitty pillow thing? i don't know hard to describe but i loved that thing so much and i would always twirl the bow and eventually it tore off. that was a very sad day. don't ask why i drew this because i do not remember. i was like 17.

next. those of you who know me well know that i have always been obsessed with elizabeth smart. the girl is fascinating!! i remember when i was 12 and she was snatched and i remember when they found her! and people are all oh laura you're such a creep and i'm like well yeah i've never said i'm not. but for like 3 hours last night i was reading the transcript from her trial like last week and let me tell you the girl is fascinating. and i'm like still nowhere near done. it takes a lot of dedication to keep up with this habit of mine. but yeah i just can't imagine how you even attempt to start living a "normal life" after being what she's been through. and then to go on a mission? the girl is amazing.

alright. to visually spice up my last comments we're doing a font change. alright, attention all girls who wear like flare cut jeans and tennis shoes: STOP IT!!! we all hate you. or at least we're all judging you. or at least i'm judging  you. that being said, i'm sure you're all lovely people. so either get some new shoes or get some new pants. seriously its time. 


also, turns out i think i write too much in these ol posts. but seeing as how i've always been one to both talk and write too much i'm not gonna stop doing it now! 


blogz r cool. 

blog it up

      lookout world!! i have a blog!!!  i've always said i would never. i always think blogs are for married people. (don't you think blogs are for married people?) but in my head i just had this thought: hey! you should get a blog!!! to which i said well, ok. and the thing about it is i hope, in a way, that no one ever reads this thing. because i feel like with each human who does it limits what i can write. and i could just go write in my journal but i think part of why people love writing in blogs is because other people look at them! but you don't know who will look at what, exactly, so there's a little bit of risk in what you write that's great. and if you feel really brave, you write something and you say well i hope no one reads this. but i hope everyone reads it!!!! and really my problem is that i love to be as offensive, pointed, and politically incorrect as possible at all times but then people you care about say how could you write that about me? how could you think that?! and i say well i love you but i just had to say it! (or at least i was brave enough to do that.) or stupid people say, man was that about me? and i'm like no, no way. but obviously i'm like yeah that was totally about you. already this blog makes no sense.
     and i guess another one of my problems is that i'm generally pretty open about the vast majority of my life. which has the possibility of leading people like to say woaah that girl shares waaaayy too much information. but really they're loving all the juicy dirt they just heard. i feel like everyone is like that. sometimes we're like ok turns out i think i'm uncomfortable by what i'm hearing/seeing/reading but not so/secretly i love it. oh gosh and the thing i hate about like blogs and stuff! i feel so much pressure to be profound and have all these great artsy,indie, eclectic pictures and i don't know backgrounds and crap. so then i just don't want to do anything. or i post you guys pictures depicting me in hedgehog form telling about that one time i saw big foot. yes. i am the hedgehog. in other news: those little guys are adorable. or adorbs, as my roommate lauren likes to say. who am i kidding i like to say it too.

so does anyone else think about how sad it is that the original dumbledore in the movies had to die? because frankly the new guy really sucks and is SO un-dumbledore like. hate me if you will. 

i would kill a man for some oreos right now. 


i hope you like my blog!!