Mwahaha...
HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Lip Piercing and Halloween Costume
My "lip piercing" shocked everybody EXCEPT the people that I intended to shock... My parents.
Then again, today I came down wearing my Halloween costume.
Me: *cough cough* Hey, Mom, this okay?
Mother: Is what okay? *still chopping veggies for dinner*
Me: This. *points at attire*
Mother: What about it?
Me: It's my Halloween costume! Is it okay??
Mother: OH, YOU'RE WEARING YOUR HALLOWEEN COSTUME??
Thanks, Mom. What's that suppose to imply?
Then again, today I came down wearing my Halloween costume.
Me: *cough cough* Hey, Mom, this okay?
Mother: Is what okay? *still chopping veggies for dinner*
Me: This. *points at attire*
Mother: What about it?
Me: It's my Halloween costume! Is it okay??
Mother: OH, YOU'RE WEARING YOUR HALLOWEEN COSTUME??
Thanks, Mom. What's that suppose to imply?
Teacher's Pet? NO WAY!
Okay, so for those that do not know me all the well... I used to be a straight A student. Up until 7th grade, where I had Mr. K. for math... And well, it just went downhill from there. I was getting C's and (heaven forbid!) B's on my report cards for the rest of my middle school career. (Heehee, that sounded SO weird.) I mean, of course I had some A's but... Still.
I was really doing poorly... For me.
The 8th grade my grades (especially math) went up in the beginning of the year. (Perhaps because of my extremely happy mood in being in a relationship? Oh no... Sudden terrifying thought occurring! My grades are affected by my emotions! NOOOO!) Anyway, then my grade went... Down...
Because I suffered a break-up, duh.
And now... GUESS WHO'S BACK, BABY?
Well, if that wasn't obvious enough... And even though that was sort of a rheutorical question... ME! Straight A's, 95% overall average! Heck, yeah! (Though, I'm a little upset that it's no longer a 100% average. Stupid ONE missed homework in two classes.) Luckily, for on-and-off-again overachieving me, I was the only one to get an A on an English test in the entire grade... So that should count for SOMETHING on my grade!!!
So yes... Point is, I am probably now officially the teacher's pet in my English class... Taught by the most difficult teacher in the school, so says all. I mean, he teaches 12th grade AP English. And OF COURSE, 9th grade honors English. Why not, right?
Yep. I am now OFFICIALLY a nerd again. =)
This is so exciting! I just wish random people would stop coming up to me asking "Are you Lauren? Are you the person that got the only A on that test?"
Ehm, what?
I was really doing poorly... For me.
The 8th grade my grades (especially math) went up in the beginning of the year. (Perhaps because of my extremely happy mood in being in a relationship? Oh no... Sudden terrifying thought occurring! My grades are affected by my emotions! NOOOO!) Anyway, then my grade went... Down...
Because I suffered a break-up, duh.
And now... GUESS WHO'S BACK, BABY?
Well, if that wasn't obvious enough... And even though that was sort of a rheutorical question... ME! Straight A's, 95% overall average! Heck, yeah! (Though, I'm a little upset that it's no longer a 100% average. Stupid ONE missed homework in two classes.) Luckily, for on-and-off-again overachieving me, I was the only one to get an A on an English test in the entire grade... So that should count for SOMETHING on my grade!!!
So yes... Point is, I am probably now officially the teacher's pet in my English class... Taught by the most difficult teacher in the school, so says all. I mean, he teaches 12th grade AP English. And OF COURSE, 9th grade honors English. Why not, right?
Yep. I am now OFFICIALLY a nerd again. =)
This is so exciting! I just wish random people would stop coming up to me asking "Are you Lauren? Are you the person that got the only A on that test?"
Ehm, what?
100th Post!
HAPPY 100TH POST!!!
Ya, ya, ya! :D
Anyway, just wanted to say this. Ah! Such a post-spam...
Ya, ya, ya! :D
Anyway, just wanted to say this. Ah! Such a post-spam...
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Millionaire Matchmaker
While other daughters and mothers may watch something wholesome and somewhat meaningful (almost to the point of causing you to vomit), such as Glee, my mother and I enjoy watching Millionaire Matchmaker together. Sometimes it's just too darned funny. I can't wait to see the new one where someone from The Real Housewives of New Jersey come onto the show, demanding to have her son be matched!
Funny stuff. :)
Funny stuff. :)
Procrastination
I should be working on a science project... But... I'm not...
I feel like such a rebel! REBEL AGAINST THE SYSTEM OF HOMEWORK! WHOO!
I feel like such a rebel! REBEL AGAINST THE SYSTEM OF HOMEWORK! WHOO!
Monday, October 25, 2010
Some Mental Vomit
Well, here I go again... Typing this stuff up. Stupid internet. (No, no, I actually love you internet. Don't get mad at me!) Uhm, so the stuff that I typed in the parenthesis was odd... Ignore that!
Anyway, some people would not be able to understand or even begin to fathom why people hold grudges... Unfortunately, I am not one of those happier people. Yes, yes, I am a dark, highly mentally unstable child that holds grudges. You would think that after a year, I would be over something. Alas! 'Tis not the case if you were hurt as much as I!
I will never, ever forgive.
Anyway, just saying that hypothically, if your ex was in fact actually at first a "rebound" to the traumatic experience of being rejected by someone else that you fancy and your best friend was crushing on said ex and at first your intention was to approach the ex as a friend as a way to get him and your best friend together and it ended up NOT being that way... Well let's just say that happened. Would it make you in the wrong? Was it karma that said ex dumped you because "you weren't getting anywhere" and "you were ignoring him" and "you act more like friends, so you can still be friends" and you're pretty sure that his best girl friend was jealous and was a main factor in it that pressured him to break up with you? Karma?
Or just what happens?
Anyway, some people would not be able to understand or even begin to fathom why people hold grudges... Unfortunately, I am not one of those happier people. Yes, yes, I am a dark, highly mentally unstable child that holds grudges. You would think that after a year, I would be over something. Alas! 'Tis not the case if you were hurt as much as I!
I will never, ever forgive.
Anyway, just saying that hypothically, if your ex was in fact actually at first a "rebound" to the traumatic experience of being rejected by someone else that you fancy and your best friend was crushing on said ex and at first your intention was to approach the ex as a friend as a way to get him and your best friend together and it ended up NOT being that way... Well let's just say that happened. Would it make you in the wrong? Was it karma that said ex dumped you because "you weren't getting anywhere" and "you were ignoring him" and "you act more like friends, so you can still be friends" and you're pretty sure that his best girl friend was jealous and was a main factor in it that pressured him to break up with you? Karma?
Or just what happens?
STUPID POSTING SYSTEM
Cyberspace has just eaten my latest mental vomit. I really don't want to type it again. I will in another post.
Omigoodness!
Father, I do not dress weirdly. Thank you.
I think the lolita style is CUTE. Jeesh. The picture = CUTEE. Wearing all black is not that bad! Argh! And my lip "piercing" is awesome.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Homecoming VS. Pillow Pet and Awesome Nail Polish
Oh my goodness... Last night was homecoming. Which I did NOT attend because the last ticket was sold RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. OF COURSE! Just my luck, eh?
Oh well! That $20 will go to a worthier cause... Like buying a Pillow Pet. TOTALLY WORTH IT!
Also, attempting to go to sleep is very difficult when your nails are glowing in the dark.
Oh well! That $20 will go to a worthier cause... Like buying a Pillow Pet. TOTALLY WORTH IT!
Also, attempting to go to sleep is very difficult when your nails are glowing in the dark.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Chopsticks in Hair... Rock
Uhm yes. So it was quite impressive when I took the chopsticks out of my hair, and my hair fell out like a shampoo commercial. Of course I was aware that someone was behind me.
I like the irony of me putting chopsticks in my hair.
I like the irony of me putting chopsticks in my hair.
87th Post: Unsatisfied?
HOORAY THIS IS THE 87TH POST OF MY BLOG!
But, uhm, that's not exactly WHY I am typing this up. I mean... That was a nice surprise.
I must be an extremely odd child considering that I am NOT satisfied with my overall school average of a 95%.
GR! I'm pretty sure if my English average was still a 100 I would at least get my 96%! Although, 97 is a nicer number. It has a nice ring to it. Like 87.
But, uhm, that's not exactly WHY I am typing this up. I mean... That was a nice surprise.
I must be an extremely odd child considering that I am NOT satisfied with my overall school average of a 95%.
GR! I'm pretty sure if my English average was still a 100 I would at least get my 96%! Although, 97 is a nicer number. It has a nice ring to it. Like 87.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Jersey Shore... Yes, indeed.
No, I don't watch it. You cannot possibly fathom how many times I hear that phrase shouted at me whenever I say that I'm from New Jersey. I think I should be Snookie for Halloween.
RE: Grilled Cheesus Comment
TheSillyObserver: Hmm, I believe we had a conversation like this before, have we not?
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Glee: Grilled Cheesus
I just finished watching "Glee: Grilled Cheesus" online, and I feel so inspired right now.
Drama!
I'm not talking theatre... I'm talking the pointless agitation over something that is NOT a big deal. I really don't like drama! Old... New...
Especially old drama. I would rather not drag that around with me. And I especially don't appreciate people that attempt to draw me into old drama too. Such selfish, conceited people. These kind of people need to get lives and do something other than gossip and sneer and whine. Thank you, that is all. :)
Especially old drama. I would rather not drag that around with me. And I especially don't appreciate people that attempt to draw me into old drama too. Such selfish, conceited people. These kind of people need to get lives and do something other than gossip and sneer and whine. Thank you, that is all. :)
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Babysitting?
It's odd, but tonight I am babysitting for the first time.
I mean, of course I've looked after little kids in my family and stuff, but this is different... I don't know the parents all that well, except that they are our new neighbors. (Well actually, all the neighbors are new.)
I'm excited. Of course I'll insist on not being paid- it's 30 minutes after all- but it's the thought that counts! I'm pretty nervous too... The kid is cute, but I don't know her all that well. Thank god the other two kids aren't going to be home. (The reason I'm babysitting is BECAUSE the parents are picking up the other two kids.) I think one kid is good for now...
Wish me luck! I'm going soon... In half an hour...
Hope I don't totally mess this up.
I mean, of course I've looked after little kids in my family and stuff, but this is different... I don't know the parents all that well, except that they are our new neighbors. (Well actually, all the neighbors are new.)
I'm excited. Of course I'll insist on not being paid- it's 30 minutes after all- but it's the thought that counts! I'm pretty nervous too... The kid is cute, but I don't know her all that well. Thank god the other two kids aren't going to be home. (The reason I'm babysitting is BECAUSE the parents are picking up the other two kids.) I think one kid is good for now...
Wish me luck! I'm going soon... In half an hour...
Hope I don't totally mess this up.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
There's a Reason for Flags in FLAG Football
Indeed there is... Yet this (ehem, cute) guy ran into me and pretty much tackled me to the ground and fell on top of me when we were playing flag football.
I wasn't really hurt... He was more hurt than I was. And he got off immediately and apologized and asked if I was okay over and over. And how could I possibly say I wasn't? Graciously, I accepted his apologies... Plus he was seriously cute. Like, hot....
Haha. :) Teenage girls = hormones.
I wasn't really hurt... He was more hurt than I was. And he got off immediately and apologized and asked if I was okay over and over. And how could I possibly say I wasn't? Graciously, I accepted his apologies... Plus he was seriously cute. Like, hot....
Haha. :) Teenage girls = hormones.
2, 4, 8- Why did I get home late?
Well I can answer that! (Duh?) I, being the terribly school-spirited, rah-rah person, attended the football game last night.
I'm just kidding! :) Obviously I am not at all rah-rah, spirit-y... Though I did go to the game. Blame my friends! OF COURSE I was also wearing a skirt because all my jeans were in the laundry. Therefore, I was freezing my butt off. I was a Lauren-sicle.
It was fun, actually. I had no idea what was going on, BUT I was there with friends, so it was cool. Will I do this again? A definite maybe!
I'm just kidding! :) Obviously I am not at all rah-rah, spirit-y... Though I did go to the game. Blame my friends! OF COURSE I was also wearing a skirt because all my jeans were in the laundry. Therefore, I was freezing my butt off. I was a Lauren-sicle.
It was fun, actually. I had no idea what was going on, BUT I was there with friends, so it was cool. Will I do this again? A definite maybe!
... Shakespeare?
I have recently taken up on reading Othello by Shakespeare.
It is FANTASTIC!
And so I have come to the conclusion that I like Shakespeare and classical music.
And screamo, and K-pop, and techno... I suppose that makes me self-contradictory. Which I already knew, of course. Hence, many surprised faces when I explain my strange tastes in music.
It is FANTASTIC!
And so I have come to the conclusion that I like Shakespeare and classical music.
And screamo, and K-pop, and techno... I suppose that makes me self-contradictory. Which I already knew, of course. Hence, many surprised faces when I explain my strange tastes in music.
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