Study Hall with Dan.

So, I guess people actually do read my blog. Even if they dont find it interesting.

Even people who don't like me. So....to those people who don't like me: thanks for the attention :) Its nice to know that I'm still a big part of your lives.

Anyway, I had a fun day of "i've Never", taking pictures of strangers driving by, and almost running out of gas five times in unknown towns yesturday! Usually i'm a pretty up-tight person....but maybe being with all boys brings out the better side of me?

The best part, though, was spending the whole day with my best friend.

Now, its the beginning of a new semester. I'm a little excited because: 1. I only have 2 classes, one being an art class. and 2. The year is halfway over.

I always thought that my senior year would be sad. But I'm starting to realize that my graduation wont be all that sad. High school is about all the people that you spent time with, and who were there for you. My "high school" is no longer in high school...therefore I will be happy when I leave.

On another note, I have begun playing Fishville. you have no idea how pathetic that makes me feel. Its actually kind of ironic, since I had a full-out meltdown when my goldfish, Tinkleton croaked a few months ago.

So, I will admit that Fishville proves i have no life. But unlike the people who dont like me that read my blog, I dont spend my non-life being a bad friend. Or trying to beat others in class rank...cough cough...

As Promised

"Better Together" lyrics...as promised!
So, i hope you will all mosey on over to the old Limewire and pirate some Jack johnson!

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
at least for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together


Mmmm, It's always better when we're together
Yeah we'll look at the stars and we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
just might find their way into my dreams tonight,
But I know that they’ll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things
for tomorrow night you see
that they’ll be gone too,
too many things I have to do

But if all of these dreams might find their way
into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
i was somewhere in between
With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to door places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now,

Yeah It's always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

[MmmMmmmmMmm, Mmm MMmmM]

I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
There is no, no song I could sing
and there is no combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together

Better Together

Have you ever listened to Jack Johnson? I mean really really listened? Recently I have discovered his music, and even more recently it has begun to really speak to me. Almost all of his songs can relate to my life in some way. He is not only an amazing singer, but he has a way of making me feel as though there are people out there who have the same thoughts as i do. Anyway, I'm not just trying to toot his horn; I've fallen in love with his music....and I really think you should try listening to it as well...

"Better Together" just happens to be mine and Joey's "song". I was trying to paste the lyrics on here, but it wont let me for some reason...silly Blogger. So, I will attempt it again later.

But in the meantime, I hope you will lose yourself in the music of Mr. Johnson. And tell me what you think :)

MY orange...

So...we've been getting into the same arguement every other night lately....its irritating, but I still love him. I heard this poem and it made me think about him.

The Orange

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.
And that orange it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all my jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.

Boring Speech...but I have nothing else to write about.

I had to write a speech on leadership in my creative writing class. I wasn't thrilled about the assignment, but when am I ever? Anyway, here it is. I apologize that I really have nothing to write about today, as I am determined not to make this blog a rambling of my day to day activities.
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Author, Harold McAlindon once said “do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” To be a leader, you must leave a trail. But it’s not always that simple. Leaving your own trail isn’t too difficult; but a true leader’s path is followed by many, not only because it’s paved, but because they want to. There are many people in our history books that are falsely recognized for leadership. Yes, Adolf Hitler plowed a path, but in the end how many people truly wished to go down it? And was there anything beneficial waiting at the end? It’s easy enough to rent a bulldozer and clear new land (metaphorically speaking, of course), but the difficulty comes in making it desirable. It may be unfortunate, but in today’s society who are you if no one wants to follow where you lead?
As I get closer to graduation, I wish I had left a clearer trail. Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud of the things I’ve accomplished in the last 12 years of school, but when people look back most probably won’t remember me. I was the class treasurer, a member of National Honor Society, and a delegate for Dirigo Girl’s State; so, yeah I made a trail. But thus far, the followers are missing. Maybe it’s because I’m quiet, or because I’m perceived as snobby. Either way, I think that if I really applied myself I could become a good leader.
Not everyone is born a leader, but I believe that anyone can grow into one. Since we got this assignment I’ve been searching all over for quotes, definitions, and information about leadership. I’ve found that most of our famous leaders didn’t pop out like that; they worked for it. The got down and dug that path with their bare hands. Think about Martin Luther King Jr.; no one helped him clear the way. He really worked for his rights, his freedom, and his life. And that’s what makes the difference. We all have our own paths that we’ve created, but how much time and effort did you really spend on yours? I can say that mine is probably lacking just as much.
Pretty soon I’m going to be shoved out into the “real world”. It would be easy for me to go about my easy, narrow little pathway. But, I hope to do something better with myself. I hope that as I grow up, I can pave a much wider trail. And I hope that others will enjoy it just as I do, and want to follow in my footsteps. My trail will consist of all the dreams I’ve been waiting for since I entered school. And I think that if I have a chance to make this new trail, then maybe I could help just one other person find their own dreams.
Because that’s what a leader does. A leader’s dream is to assist other’s in accomplishing their own. Obama and Martin Luther King Jr.’s trails brought other African American’s dreams to life; just as Amelia Earhart dozed the way for female dreamers. Of course I don’t expect to become an amazing leader like these individuals, but I do hope that my life and my trail impact at least a few people.
So, don’t follow where a path may lead. Make your own. Because if you don’t leave your own trail then someone may miss out on following a great leader.

Something Sad.

One of my old friend's grandfather died this morning at 3am from cancer (I believe). Although we dont talk much anymore, I feel that I should have something to say. But I don't. I went through this same thing a short time ago, yet I still cant think of any words to say to make it better. But, having gone through the same thing, sometimes its nice when you get a break from everyones sympathy. I mean, its nice to know that everyone is sorry...but sometimes it gets overwhelming.
So, I sent out a quick, but very thought out facebook messege. Which seems lacking, but its all I could think of.
I was friends with him for years, but for the life of me I cannot think of his grandfathers name. So...this post is in memory of...someone...
For me its in memory of my friend's grandfather, as well as my own. But for you it may be in memory of someone else. Whomever it is for you, I hope that one day we wont be greiving over cancer any longer.



Lauren

Story of my Life.

LONG -LEG LOU AND SHORT-LEG SUE
From Falling Up By Shel Silverstein

Long-Leg Lou and Short-Leg Sue
Went for a walk down the avenue,
Laughin' and jokin' like good friends do,
Long-Leg Lou and Short-Leg Sue.

Says Long-Leg Lou to Short-Leg Sue,
"Can't you walk any faster than you do?
It really drives me out of my mind
That I'm always in front, and you're always behind."

Says Short-Leg Sue to Long-Leg Lou,
"I walk as fast as I'm meant to do."
"Then I'll go walking with someone new,"
Says Long-Leg Lou to Short-Leg Sue.

Now Long-Leg Lou, he walks alone,
Looking for someone with legs like his own,
And sometimes he thinks of those warm afternoons
Back when he went walkin' with Short-Leg Sue.

And Short-Leg Sue strolls down the street
Hand in hand with Slow-Foot Pete,
And they take small steps and they do just fine,
And no one's in front and no one's behind.