So earlier today I remembered that I had an italian test to complete which was due very soon. I freaked out, rushed to my bedroom and feverishly started taking the exam. Halfway through, Madelyn comes into my room:
Madelyn: hey, what's up?
Lauren: I'm taking a test, please don't bother me.
Madelyn: I won't. [turns on sims, blasting the sound]
Then she left to get a pedicure so I was left in silence again to complete my exam. Then my dad comes in.
Dad: I didn't even know you were here! What are you doing?
Lauren: Taking a test.
Dad: Oh alright. Why did Madelyn leave sims up? How do I close this? Don't you want to come watch the football game? How do I close sims?
Lauren: DAD I'm taking a test.
Dad: Oh! You're taking it right now? Why didn't you say so?
My family.
Anyways, I finished the test. Now, for the real point of why I'm writing this blog.
Don't you hate when you have a dream that involves the most perfect situation and you're really depressed when you wake up and realize it wasn't real? That happened to me last night, I had a dream about a situation that is probably stressing me out the most right now, and in the dream the whole situation had ended up completely perfect. I woke up this morning confused about why I was waking up in my room and not in the place the dream took place in. Needless to say, it was a horrible feeling when I realized the dream was a dream, and not real life. Hmph :(
On Wednesday I got stung by a scorp. It was unbelievably painful and we had to call poison control because I was still having side effects. The lady said they could last up to two weeks. Even worse, the scorp was in my bed! Disgustinggg
Tomorrow's halloween, which means since tonight's saturday it's time to get crazzzzy
cheers!
lauren
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
a change in scenery
But I am starting to think that my change of scenery will most likely take place in about a year and a half. Which is, my graduation. I think that I should definitely go to college out of state and somewhere where I can actually experience what real weather is like. Chicago, New York City, Boston. I'm not sure where I'll end up but hopefully it involves red and yellow leaves or I'm going to be soo disappointed.
and i've never been to boston in the fallllll.
veggie tales reference complete.
Cheers,
Cayla
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
the importance of smelling good
right now lauren & madelyn are sitting in lauren's room senselessly screaming at each other, so I am out here being normal.
anyway, I have been thinking, and there are several things that make a person attractive, right? I mean obviously there is hair, smile, eyes, which are the most important, and I guess that leaves on the face... nose. I don't know how you feel about noses, I mean they are definitely important, try making a sim hot when you can't get the right nose, but no one really says "Oh my god he has the cutest nose ever!" (except lauren). But then of course there is personality i.e. sense of humor, wittiness, intelligence, musical ability, whether or not they have a british or australian accent, etc. Then there is the huge one of how they dress. Sense of style really depends on the person you are liking, so you may have to kind of adjust based on them, but there really is no denying if someone just wears really bad clothes. One thing that you probably haven't thought of, is how a person smells. Sense of smell is often the first sense that people think they could live without. But really, it is super important. Sense of smell helps you taste things and the smell of something invokes the most vivid memories. Every time I smell verbena lime lotion from bath and body works it reminds me of when my family went to ocean beach and lauren got super sunburned and she had to keep putting on that lotion. then it reminds me of all the gross beetles that were in my house. yeah, all that from just a whiff of lotion! But anyway, how someone smells can instantly change how you think of someone. Say there is this kid who is mildly attractive, then this kid that is miles ahead of him in good looks (he has a fantastic nose). so you sit by both of them and the one that is super hot doesn't really smell like anything, I mean he doesn't stink but it's nothing to remember. then the kid that is mildly attractive leans over to ask you a question and BAM, he smells delicious. he suddenly becomes great and you want to talk to him all the time and next thing you know you totally love him. why, because he smells fantastic and you will remember his wonderful smell. Trust me, next time you see (smell?) a guy that smells good you will think of me and love him. this, of course, brings up the topic of wearing too much cologne, but that is another story, which I will tell eventually if I do not suffocate in spanish due to the boy sitting next to me. (fyi the boy in front of me totally smells good, though).
So yeah, smelling good is good. So go out and buy a perfume that people will remember so that boys will love you, because they care about that stuff too. and definitely don't forget the forgotten sense.
Cheers,
Cayla
anyway, I have been thinking, and there are several things that make a person attractive, right? I mean obviously there is hair, smile, eyes, which are the most important, and I guess that leaves on the face... nose. I don't know how you feel about noses, I mean they are definitely important, try making a sim hot when you can't get the right nose, but no one really says "Oh my god he has the cutest nose ever!" (except lauren). But then of course there is personality i.e. sense of humor, wittiness, intelligence, musical ability, whether or not they have a british or australian accent, etc. Then there is the huge one of how they dress. Sense of style really depends on the person you are liking, so you may have to kind of adjust based on them, but there really is no denying if someone just wears really bad clothes. One thing that you probably haven't thought of, is how a person smells. Sense of smell is often the first sense that people think they could live without. But really, it is super important. Sense of smell helps you taste things and the smell of something invokes the most vivid memories. Every time I smell verbena lime lotion from bath and body works it reminds me of when my family went to ocean beach and lauren got super sunburned and she had to keep putting on that lotion. then it reminds me of all the gross beetles that were in my house. yeah, all that from just a whiff of lotion! But anyway, how someone smells can instantly change how you think of someone. Say there is this kid who is mildly attractive, then this kid that is miles ahead of him in good looks (he has a fantastic nose). so you sit by both of them and the one that is super hot doesn't really smell like anything, I mean he doesn't stink but it's nothing to remember. then the kid that is mildly attractive leans over to ask you a question and BAM, he smells delicious. he suddenly becomes great and you want to talk to him all the time and next thing you know you totally love him. why, because he smells fantastic and you will remember his wonderful smell. Trust me, next time you see (smell?) a guy that smells good you will think of me and love him. this, of course, brings up the topic of wearing too much cologne, but that is another story, which I will tell eventually if I do not suffocate in spanish due to the boy sitting next to me. (fyi the boy in front of me totally smells good, though).
So yeah, smelling good is good. So go out and buy a perfume that people will remember so that boys will love you, because they care about that stuff too. and definitely don't forget the forgotten sense.
Cheers,
Cayla
Monday, October 25, 2010
marry me?
so, as any young girl would (yes I'm still a young girl, okay) all I do is think about and "plan" my wedding. No one is allowed to roll their eyes because y'all know you do it too. Anyways, when thinking of my perfect wedding (to a rockstar, obviously) I always find myself at a bit of a road block. Obviously I'd want to marry someone all serious and sexy like john mayer:
because even though he has kind of a bad attitude where he thinks he's god, I could deal with it because I've had to deal with a lot of regular boys that think that too. john mayer just gets the bad reputation because he's famous. anyways, everyone wants the sexy brooding john mayer, but also there is that part of us that still gets excited for christmas and watches disney movies. i don't think john mayer watches disney movies. this boy, on the other hand, does:
duh! he's a completely adorable little baby that will stay in with you on the weekends to watch finding nemo. he's soft-spoken so you don't have to worry with dealing with a huge ego. perfection? notttt quite because you still have the john mayer up there. so I was thinking to myself who could be the perfect combination of these two? OBVIOUSLY:
why hadn't I thought of this before?
is this totally creepy? yes, but it's hard to convey that I'm joking (a little) across the internet. but andrew mcmahon is still the perfect boy. anyways, yesterday we went to the state fair and while it was miserably hot and overcrowded, I managed to bring home a new little baby. his name is bode (like boat-ie) and he is a tiny little guinea pig. I will put up a picture once he stops hiding every time I walk into the room.
also, this weekend my best friend squidney stayed over for four nights and it is quite obvious that we need to move out and be roommates asap. she's really great, but everyone already knew that. I was having a REALLY bad week (more like six months, but anyways) and sydward helped me get my mind off everything bothering me and distracted me with more important things like rusty spoons and my house being haunted.
so I am off to do some shopping for bode, some treats and a new water bottle, possibly a bigger cage because he's way bigger than sloanebear. also I need to buy some things for my big and transatlanticism by death cab so I'll want to kill myself a little more. okayyyy sweet!
cheers,
lauren
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
say whaat
Cayla and I are dealing with an increasing problem. For whatever reason we've decided to talk like every section of the United States. Now it's not that accents don't have a part in our past, when I moved here from Ohio (alright, it was Kentucky), my voice was so weird I can barely understand myself in old videos. I was already picking up on the southern accent after four days in New Orleans. Here's a few things that we struggle with saying, and the reasons behind them:
First: You say it: fir-st
We say it: furst
Reason: Andrew McMahon. He was born in Concord, MA then moved to California (stalk stalk stalk), so just like us his accent is all over the place. He also says "to give a... different show" really weird. There are a few more things he says weird, but they're all pretty random.
Vanilla: You say it: va-nell-a
We say it: va-nil-a
Reason: Adam Young. He's from Minnesota, he can't help it.
Bag: You say it: bag
We say it: bay-g
Reason: Adam again, we listen to way too much Owl City
Y'all: You say: you all/everyone
We say it: Y'all (obviously..)
Reason: lots of girls in my sorority say it, it's catchy
So yeah... we're easily swayed by our music to change our speaking styles. Maybe it's because we listen to them so much, or there's something wrong with the language part of our brain. You know, the left hemisphere. Whatever it is, we're annoying but we're learning to deal with it.
Enrique and his girlfriend (Snooks) are chasing each other around outside. They're so cute! Pebble is barking at the door because she wants to go out and eat the fertilizer in the grass. Umm I don't think so.
Cheers,
Lauren
First: You say it: fir-st
We say it: furst
Reason: Andrew McMahon. He was born in Concord, MA then moved to California (stalk stalk stalk), so just like us his accent is all over the place. He also says "to give a... different show" really weird. There are a few more things he says weird, but they're all pretty random.
Vanilla: You say it: va-nell-a
We say it: va-nil-a
Reason: Adam Young. He's from Minnesota, he can't help it.
Bag: You say it: bag
We say it: bay-g
Reason: Adam again, we listen to way too much Owl City
Y'all: You say: you all/everyone
We say it: Y'all (obviously..)
Reason: lots of girls in my sorority say it, it's catchy
So yeah... we're easily swayed by our music to change our speaking styles. Maybe it's because we listen to them so much, or there's something wrong with the language part of our brain. You know, the left hemisphere. Whatever it is, we're annoying but we're learning to deal with it.
Enrique and his girlfriend (Snooks) are chasing each other around outside. They're so cute! Pebble is barking at the door because she wants to go out and eat the fertilizer in the grass. Umm I don't think so.
Cheers,
Lauren
Monday, October 18, 2010
hidden under umbrella beach
I know Cayla already wrote today, but I haven't written in a while and have a few things I've been thinking about.
First off, today I successfully evicted the wind spider from our home. I thought it was a scorpion and was completely horrified when I looked closer and saw that it had really long legs. You can google a picture because there's no way I want to look at one ever again. Also, when you do look them up, keep in my mind that they run ten miles per hours. Sweet.
These past few weeks have been STRESSFUL. Finally, last night I stepped back from everything and realized that even though there are a few negative things in my life, I've been really blessed with the great things that I have. I'm not one to go on about blessings, so this is pretty important. Also you know that Cayla and I are really into lists, obviously since she already posted one today, but here are some absolutely unbelievably amazing things in my life that I couldn't live without:
MY FAMILY: this is pretty obvious, but they keep me going. sometimes I just can't wait to get home so I can sit around with them and talk about random things and have random dance parties and dinners in the dining room. we're all slightly crazy, which i guess keeps our lives pretty interesting.
MY FRIENDS: there are four girls in my life right now that I know for a fact I couldn't survive without. They listen to me complain about the same things over and over again, answer my texts messages at 4 am, watch spongebob and family guy with me, let me barge in on them at 10 o'clock at night. for some reason they continue to let me bother them and I love them so much for it.
MY SISTERS: being in a sorority is like nothing I've ever done before, and I've never loved belonging to anything this much. I've met some of the most amazing girls, and I adore spending time with them. They're all so amazing, we're all so different but have enough in common that we can all get along. They always make me feel better if I'm stressed, and are always willing to get coffee or ice cream when I need a break. They tell me when I'm being a dork and don't disown me when I have my blonde moments and say really stupid things.
MY PUPPIES: yes, obviously. My little dogs are so adorable, and I love how they always know when I need someone to snuggle with. Just seeing them makes me feel better, and I would bring them everywhere with me if I could.
MY MUSIC: we all know that I sold my soul to Andrew McMahon freshman year of high school. and with him, along with an other select few (ahem, adam), I can just tune out from everything around me and escape for a little while. I always know that when I don't feel like talking to anyone, I can turn on my music and feel better anyways. Andrew, where would I be without you?
First off, today I successfully evicted the wind spider from our home. I thought it was a scorpion and was completely horrified when I looked closer and saw that it had really long legs. You can google a picture because there's no way I want to look at one ever again. Also, when you do look them up, keep in my mind that they run ten miles per hours. Sweet.
These past few weeks have been STRESSFUL. Finally, last night I stepped back from everything and realized that even though there are a few negative things in my life, I've been really blessed with the great things that I have. I'm not one to go on about blessings, so this is pretty important. Also you know that Cayla and I are really into lists, obviously since she already posted one today, but here are some absolutely unbelievably amazing things in my life that I couldn't live without:
MY FAMILY: this is pretty obvious, but they keep me going. sometimes I just can't wait to get home so I can sit around with them and talk about random things and have random dance parties and dinners in the dining room. we're all slightly crazy, which i guess keeps our lives pretty interesting.
MY FRIENDS: there are four girls in my life right now that I know for a fact I couldn't survive without. They listen to me complain about the same things over and over again, answer my texts messages at 4 am, watch spongebob and family guy with me, let me barge in on them at 10 o'clock at night. for some reason they continue to let me bother them and I love them so much for it.
MY SISTERS: being in a sorority is like nothing I've ever done before, and I've never loved belonging to anything this much. I've met some of the most amazing girls, and I adore spending time with them. They're all so amazing, we're all so different but have enough in common that we can all get along. They always make me feel better if I'm stressed, and are always willing to get coffee or ice cream when I need a break. They tell me when I'm being a dork and don't disown me when I have my blonde moments and say really stupid things.
MY PUPPIES: yes, obviously. My little dogs are so adorable, and I love how they always know when I need someone to snuggle with. Just seeing them makes me feel better, and I would bring them everywhere with me if I could.
MY MUSIC: we all know that I sold my soul to Andrew McMahon freshman year of high school. and with him, along with an other select few (ahem, adam), I can just tune out from everything around me and escape for a little while. I always know that when I don't feel like talking to anyone, I can turn on my music and feel better anyways. Andrew, where would I be without you?
My life wouldn't be complete without these things, and I love them all. These obviously aren't the only things that keep me going, I have my little girls that I nanny that always make me feel better, my tiny owl books and my chocolate soy milk juice boxes. My life is so quirky, and I would never want it any other way.
cheers,
lauren
Revision to #65
So I was looking over our blog, like I do everytime I get really bored, and I noticed one thing on our list that we added was "visit every major city in the US." That's pretty straightforward, but when I looked up the top 10 most populated cities, the list was kind of disappointing. I guess cool places to visit and where people want to live are two totally different things. So I found a map that listed all the major cities and after a few minor revisions (i.e. dumping Phoenix off the list forever and ever) I compiled a list of major cities in the US that I would actually like to visit:
Cheers,
Cayla
- New York City
- Denver
- New Orleans
- Las Vegas
- Los Angeles
- Chicago
- San Antonio
- Philadelphia
- San Francisco
- Washington DC
- Seattle
- Miami
- Indianapolis (so going during football season)
- Boston
- St. Louis
- Atlanta
- Nashville
- Portland
- Baltimore
Cheers,
Cayla
Monday, October 11, 2010
good days and freeways
if I could think of one thing all of my best days ever have involved, the only common denominator would be me. My good days have been scattered over concerts, trips in big cities and friday nights spent in. But if there is one thing that should be peppered in to anyone's list of good days, it's a swing. There is something about just going back and forth on a swing that is relaxing, fun and reflectful that can complete any good day or simply make one. Right now I am currently on a swing, typing this on the miniscule keyboard of my phone, enjoying a sunny, breezy day in flagstaff. I've been here so many times before, but something about it just being me and nature out here made this day a little better. Of course it's definitely not just me and nature because I am less than 4 feet from our house, there is multiple golfers on the course just beyond the fence, and I can hear the freeway. But it smells like nature and I'm in a transcendental mood, so this will have to do.
cheers,
cayla
cheers,
cayla
Thursday, October 7, 2010
this was so gross
so today was slightly traumatic. here's what happened:
I'm sitting in 1st period chemistry, minding my own business, waiting for my chem teacher to get it together and write our assignment on the board and my friend looks at me and says "ew, cayla, I think there's a cricket on your shorts." okay, so I am totally, completely and irrationally terrified of crickets, why, I will never understand but they scare the living crap out of me, like heart starts to pound, color drains from face, mouth goes dry and fight or flight kicks in. So I look down to brush it off, getting ready to totally freak out once it's off me and as I'm brushing it off, I realize it is not a cricket, its a scorpion!! The first thing I felt was relief because it was not a cricket, then terror because somehow a scorpion got on my leg (EW). So I jump up and start brushing myself off all over, like everyone does when something is on them. Obviously the next question is where did the scorpion go so I can stop the crap out of it. Then, the same, very observant, friend says "Oh I think it went into your backpack!" Seriously, why me? So by now my chem teacher has noticed that I am out of my seat and I have a look of sheer terror on my face, so he asks me whats wrong, and I'm like "THERE IS A SCORPION IN MY BACKPACK" and then he asks if I want him to get it out. um yes? So he takes my backpack to his desk and then asks me if it's okay if he takes stuff out. and I'm like "just get that disgusting alien creature out of my bag" (I didn't actually say that). So of course the first thing that he pulls out of my backpack is my tiger lunch box and he holds it up looking for scorps on it, wow embarrassing. then he slowly takes everything out of my backpack (he was seriously taking forever, halfway through he turns to me ad says "Is this a ploy to get me off track?" yes I faked a scorpion in my backpack so I don't have to learn how to diagram atoms) and finally finds it. Then he attempts to get it out with a screwdriver. after several unsuccessful attempts we are starting to wonder why he doesn't dump it out and kill it, but he "has to save it so the biotech classes can extract dna out of it or whatever" so then he gets test tube tongs and grabs it and puts it in a beaker. as he is walking out and I am gathering my things, he goes "what was that thing where they keep injecting him with scorpion venom? do you guys know what I'm talking about? I think it's James Bond" then this kid simply responds with "I think you're insane" and my teacher leaves.
that was my 1st period, followed with the wonderful frustrations of diagramming atoms, see he didn't get that off track. and then EVERYONE knew. I guess he told the bio class that he went into, and that teacher told all her classes, because every time I told one of my friends, someone behind me would be like, that was you!! so you are probably thinking that my chem teacher is insane, because he totally is, but it doesn't matter because he probably saved me from several scorpion stings so I am totally okay with him being crazy.
tomorrow is FINALLY friday and I am sososo thrilled. this week has not gone by fast enough. I have been looking forward to this break since school started.
well I think I need to stop writing because my legs are cramping up because I have to have them up on my chair since I am little jumpy due to the incident. ugh I hate scorpions, I was going to put a picture, but I got grossed out by looking at them so you are spared that.
cheers,
Cayla
I'm sitting in 1st period chemistry, minding my own business, waiting for my chem teacher to get it together and write our assignment on the board and my friend looks at me and says "ew, cayla, I think there's a cricket on your shorts." okay, so I am totally, completely and irrationally terrified of crickets, why, I will never understand but they scare the living crap out of me, like heart starts to pound, color drains from face, mouth goes dry and fight or flight kicks in. So I look down to brush it off, getting ready to totally freak out once it's off me and as I'm brushing it off, I realize it is not a cricket, its a scorpion!! The first thing I felt was relief because it was not a cricket, then terror because somehow a scorpion got on my leg (EW). So I jump up and start brushing myself off all over, like everyone does when something is on them. Obviously the next question is where did the scorpion go so I can stop the crap out of it. Then, the same, very observant, friend says "Oh I think it went into your backpack!" Seriously, why me? So by now my chem teacher has noticed that I am out of my seat and I have a look of sheer terror on my face, so he asks me whats wrong, and I'm like "THERE IS A SCORPION IN MY BACKPACK" and then he asks if I want him to get it out. um yes? So he takes my backpack to his desk and then asks me if it's okay if he takes stuff out. and I'm like "just get that disgusting alien creature out of my bag" (I didn't actually say that). So of course the first thing that he pulls out of my backpack is my tiger lunch box and he holds it up looking for scorps on it, wow embarrassing. then he slowly takes everything out of my backpack (he was seriously taking forever, halfway through he turns to me ad says "Is this a ploy to get me off track?" yes I faked a scorpion in my backpack so I don't have to learn how to diagram atoms) and finally finds it. Then he attempts to get it out with a screwdriver. after several unsuccessful attempts we are starting to wonder why he doesn't dump it out and kill it, but he "has to save it so the biotech classes can extract dna out of it or whatever" so then he gets test tube tongs and grabs it and puts it in a beaker. as he is walking out and I am gathering my things, he goes "what was that thing where they keep injecting him with scorpion venom? do you guys know what I'm talking about? I think it's James Bond" then this kid simply responds with "I think you're insane" and my teacher leaves.
that was my 1st period, followed with the wonderful frustrations of diagramming atoms, see he didn't get that off track. and then EVERYONE knew. I guess he told the bio class that he went into, and that teacher told all her classes, because every time I told one of my friends, someone behind me would be like, that was you!! so you are probably thinking that my chem teacher is insane, because he totally is, but it doesn't matter because he probably saved me from several scorpion stings so I am totally okay with him being crazy.
tomorrow is FINALLY friday and I am sososo thrilled. this week has not gone by fast enough. I have been looking forward to this break since school started.
well I think I need to stop writing because my legs are cramping up because I have to have them up on my chair since I am little jumpy due to the incident. ugh I hate scorpions, I was going to put a picture, but I got grossed out by looking at them so you are spared that.
cheers,
Cayla
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
sweatshirt weather
there's something about the way the street looks when it's just rained
there's a glow off the pavement
the past two days have been absolutely sensational. it's cloudy, it's rainy, it's 60 degrees. I'm sitting on the couch with all the windows open eating gingerbread and reading blake for my poetry class while pebble makes a nest of out some blankets and my sweatshirt. my geography lab got cancelled tomorrow because the building flooded, and i do not have to work. tomorrow = starbucks & reading all day. perfection.
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there's a glow off the pavement
the past two days have been absolutely sensational. it's cloudy, it's rainy, it's 60 degrees. I'm sitting on the couch with all the windows open eating gingerbread and reading blake for my poetry class while pebble makes a nest of out some blankets and my sweatshirt. my geography lab got cancelled tomorrow because the building flooded, and i do not have to work. tomorrow = starbucks & reading all day. perfection.
unfortunately we're nowhere near where this picture was taken (ocean beach, ca) but it's the closet picture to perfection that I could find. instead, we are going to flagstaff this weekend. it's our mommy's birthday so we're going to go on a mini-escape for a few days. pebble always gets crazy legs due to the mountain air and runs around like a headless chicken. you know the type. then she ends up like this:
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yes, she wears a sweater. she's just tiny.
& you know I want to ask you to dance right there,
in the middle of the parking lot
cheers,
lauren
_edit: continuing on the idea from the previous blog that adam young & I share a brain, here is an excerpt from his most recent blog:
"Sweatshirt weather doesn’t last forever in Minnesota and before you know it, it’s time to dig the winter coats out of mothballs and grimace through the raging bitter elements. "
please note the title of this blog. enough said.
Monday, October 4, 2010
ahoy
HEY
this summer is going to be so great! first off, cayla's going to europe, which we're not going to talk about because that's the trip i wanted to go on in high school & wasn't allowed to go. SWEET. but anyways, we're all excited for her and she'll get to cross off #57: travel around Europe since she's visiting like 345 countries. i will hopefully be studying abroad as well, but i'm so freaking superstitious that i don't want to talk about it too much because i'm afraid i won't get accepted. let's just say #4 & #9 could potentially get crossed off the list too! there's so many more that could also be crossed off the list, 13, 21, 24, so this summer is definitely one to get excited about. it's only eight months away so it's not like we have a ton of time to think about this or anything.
i'm not really sure what this blog is about besides the fact that i'm sick and really bored and slightly delirious. i'm planning a new music video that we're hopefully going to make if we go to flagstaff this upcoming weekend! i don't really know what else to say so here's a picture of me and cayla with a tiny bottle of hot sauce:
this summer is going to be so great! first off, cayla's going to europe, which we're not going to talk about because that's the trip i wanted to go on in high school & wasn't allowed to go. SWEET. but anyways, we're all excited for her and she'll get to cross off #57: travel around Europe since she's visiting like 345 countries. i will hopefully be studying abroad as well, but i'm so freaking superstitious that i don't want to talk about it too much because i'm afraid i won't get accepted. let's just say #4 & #9 could potentially get crossed off the list too! there's so many more that could also be crossed off the list, 13, 21, 24, so this summer is definitely one to get excited about. it's only eight months away so it's not like we have a ton of time to think about this or anything.
i'm not really sure what this blog is about besides the fact that i'm sick and really bored and slightly delirious. i'm planning a new music video that we're hopefully going to make if we go to flagstaff this upcoming weekend! i don't really know what else to say so here's a picture of me and cayla with a tiny bottle of hot sauce:
anyways... if you're not reading adam's blog you really need to get on it because it's been decided that we share a brain. alright superb. i need more cough medicine...
cheers,
lauren
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