I love my Tallie

This is basically to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TALLIE.
Sorry I didn't do anything more special, I feel like a jerk and I've been thinking about how I've been a jerk all day. Literally all day, haha.
So you get this now. And something a lot more special later.


Happy birthday Jim Sturgess in 4 days.

So sorry Tallie, once again. I love you.
AIM tomorrow is very much needed.

Summer

There's something magic about it. It's in the warm air I breathe and the sun on my back. I want to stay outside all the day long.

I know it's summer because I don't want to listen to anything other than the Great Escape.

a little pointless

I'm a little regretful that I'm not going to see X-men today. I'm choosing chicks before dicks, which should always be the winner that makes me smile, but I'm starting to change my mind today. It's too late to back out and I really do want to go bowling with my friends...but X-men with other friends and a boy. Sigh.

no. No. NO. This post is just stupid. I don't even like X-men. And I love my best friends.

You're such an idiot sometimes, babe.

HONGRY.

So my plans for this weekend have changed up a bit but I'm still having a blast. I do not want to go back to school tomorrow. Can we please get swine flu? But not really because I need school to end the 28th.
Basically I have nothing else to say. I need to do English homework and I'm going to clean my room and then I'm going to Jenny's house for our CPU project we were supposed to do yesterday.

I feel like eating 100 pounds of food.

WEEK END FOR THE WEEKEND

This is the longest week I've ever had to live through. Friday, though tomorrow, seems more than 3 weeks away. And it feels like it shouldn't be Friday because this week has felt so long. I really want this weekend.
>Fri night/Sat morning: Game night at church and Abby over.
>Sat afternoon: Dress shopping with Jenny (the lucky bitch is going to prom). Then Jenny's house for film editing for CPU class.
>Sat night: Party in my room. Basically that means homework, dancing, reading, a movie possibly, hopefully some sorce of vitamin water and SLEEP.
>Sun: Church, calling Katie and begging her to come hang out with me, watching the movie that I possibly watched on Saturday night because 9 out of 10 chances I didn't. Then going to sleep early because this doesn't seem like a really busy weekend, but trust me, it is if you're the one living through it.

Aaaannd next weekned:
>Fri night: Prom, which I will not be attending. :-( So hopefully hanging out with Molly!
>Sat: Sleeping in. Going to X-men with Debs and her boyfriend and that other delightful boy :-D Then Tallie, Jenny, Julia stuff?
>Sun: ???

Oh and next, next weekend:
Sat: Yvette's party.

That's a lot of stuff to have already planned. Wow.

Oh hey, what's X-men about? Does anyone feel like explaining this to me? Thanks.

I feel like I just used the word "juice" a million times

Today my mom was making apple juice with the new juicer my dad got her for Christmas. I guess it's not really that new anymore, but anyway, she couldn't find a part that she needed for the juice making process. My sister was over because she was helping up plan our group trip to New York/Boston that we're taking this summer, and my mom was getting a little upset/frustrated because she could not find whatever she was looking for. This is mainly becuase she gets really excited about making juice and she wanted Katie to have some. After a good five minutes of searching and complaining with us just standing there in the kitchen, she finds it and exclaims, "There it is! Right in front of my ears!"

Phone Rule :-(

Hypothetically, when someone asks you for your number, they want it. And hypothetically, if you give it to them, you want them to have it. Then what the hell is up with this 3 day rule? Honestly? I don't want them to wait 3 days, I don't want to wait 3 days. I want them to call now. And nowadays, there's texting. Is there a rule for texting? Do you have to wait 3 days to TEXT? That's not even talking to a person. Okay, it sorta is. And that's another thing about texting. Every time your phone does the text alert thing, your heart speeds up because it might be (gasp, swallows)....Da---Molly. Or why don't people exchange numbers? That would be sooo much easier. And you don't have to worry about them not calling, because if they don't after 3 days, you always just can.

Grrr.

Filler Post

Hmm, I have nothing whatsoever to say, like usual, but I feel really bad that I haven't posted in over a week. I guess I'll just talk about myself?

I've been a little depressed lately and I don't have a reason for it. Sorry for complaining, but beyond the smiles and laughter, I'm really not very happy.
My schedule for next year has been filled out. I just need to turn it in. Can you believe how fast I'm growing up?
This weekend I'm going to Seventeen Again with Abby (maybe) Deborah and Allison. Hopefully Deborah will bring her friend Daniel (please pray for this to happen). I'm smuggling in Peeps, which my mom and I bought on sale at Target for like 10 cents. They had like a million, so go and get some, I bet they're still there. And yes, I'm aware that they're full of gelatin, but screw it, they're literally better than Nutella (can you believe I'm saying this?!).
Dude, YouTube is providing my music now, and check out this comment on the video. "So... very... ADORABLE! *pukes with joy*" bahahahahhaa!

Okay, I think I had something else I wanted to say, but I forgot... *pukes with anger*

Yeah, that puke thing is a little disgusting...

Love y'all

Off to TAPPS

TAPPS Music is this weekend in Abilene. We're leaving after school today. My duffel bag is really ugly. I'm semi-excited. Pray for no drama, I know there will be some.


School today. Chapel groups, shoot me in the foot.


Love you lots, Laura

The Whatever Game

Recently I've created a game I like to call "the whatever game." Basically I talk to myself, usually towards the end of a day. I list out all the problems going through my head; I acutally say them out loud. After I say one, I end it with "But it's whatever," or "So what?" and then I tell myself why they aren't a big deal. I'm sorry if this doesn't make any since. I'm going to give a few examples.

My face looked really gross today, but it's whatever because it's not like anyone important stares down at my face. Nope, it's pretty much looked upon by teenagers going through the same acne problems as you. And I bet no one stares at it at all.

Today has been a really long day and it wasn't joy filled, but it's whatever because I'll probably have good day eventually.

I couldn't do a plank for more than 30 seconds. So what? That's the first one you've done in about 8 months. Cut yourself some slack.


And that's how it goes. It really makes me feel better when I'm stressed. You should try it. :-)


XOXO ?
Laura