December 2010
Sapiosexual (n.) — a person who is sexually...
My definition: Don’t talk dirty to me, talk nerdy to me ;)
Engineering Student: Oh cool you sing opera? Can you sing me an aria?
Me: Oh I don't know, you're studying to be an architect, right? Can you build me a house?
^^^ I didn't say that, but I was thinking it hahaha.
New Years Resolutions...
To live up to my academic potential. Get my drivers license. Finish my album. Play the song I wrote for Brandon. Get fit enough to fit into a Disneyland Princess dress. Do more gigs. Work at an animal shelter. Learn to relax. Save more money. Be the best girlfriend ever. =)
I've discovered my best therapy...
For months I’ve been trying to figure out what makes me happy… but it’s been in me the entire time.
Nothing makes me happier than singing. Not the kind of singing I do at Chapman… opera is what I’m good at, not what I love. Musical theater is what I love. I was so quick to dismiss it as a career because I can’t dance very well, I’m just an okay actress, I...
Merry Christmas to Me...
I have the stomach flu. And an ulcer. I can’t have Christmas dinner or even be around my family because I don’t want to get them sick. It’s a bummer.
But at least I realize that the magic of Christmas that brings people together, doesn’t have to just come once a year. There’s going to be opportunities to be with them when I am well, and I intend to make the most out...
The kindest thing that anyone has ever said about me (from thanksgiving 2009):
On this day of thanksgiving, I praise God for sending Lauren Chouinard into my life. She’s perhaps the most loving, genuine, kind, accepting, warm, beautiful, intelligent, funny, cute, caring, compassionate, forgiving, merciful, fairminded and strong person I’ve ever had the priveledge to know. She is...
“like the center of all that is the universe, the one who rules over and IS, in...”
– my boyfriend, on “God’s opinion” of homosexuality
WatchRinging in the Christmas spirit with Mean Girls.
I have spent the last week of my vacation...
Watching all the seasons of Arrested Development. Staying up until 2 AM. Living with a stomach ulcer because of the obscene amount of oranges I have eaten. Missing Brandon.
Woo. Break.
three things.
1) Arrested Development is an excellent show, I’m addicted.
2) The Peter Pan Foundation did an AMAZING job with their show last night. Like, it was the best production they’ve ever done. SO proud of them.
3) My boyfriend is the most amazing, understanding, sweet, loyal, loving, faithful and all around wonderful person in the world. And I’m not just saying that, I really...
Don't forget about the lunar eclipse tonight!
fuckyeahtheuniverse:
The eclipse will be visible in most of the norther hemisphere. For the first time in a few centuries, the lunar eclipse will coincide with the winter solstice!
I AM EXCITED <3
Me: *playing a game* FUCKING DAMMIT!
Mom: Lauren, stop swearing!
Me: Mom, freedom of speech! Can't you accept me for who I am?
Dad: Be someone else.
My New Years Resolution
is to be fit. Not skinny. I don’t want to be skinny. I like my Marilyn Monroe legs and all the curves that come with being an Italian girl. I don’t need to lose weight, I’m really fine looking just the way I am. But I just want to have a healthier lifestyle. I want to FEEL healthy, mentally and physically.
The only problem is that I hate working out like… more than anyone...
“Breathing in, I calm body and mind. Breathing out, I smile. Dwelling in the...”
– Thich Nhat Hanh, Being Peace (via oceanofmind)
January 12, 2011 at 9:20 AM
I’m getting my damn drivers license. And nothing is going to stop me.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
has made me think about my life more than any other movie.
If I could erase the memories of past loves, past regrets, past fights, past… anything. I wouldn’t. Because I don’t want to ever forget about a single moment that made me smile. Even if it did at one point break my heart.
I hung out with the Peter Pan Foundation...
and all of a sudden everything in the world felt right again.
I'm Giving Up on 30 Day Challenges.
I’ve decided that nobody really gives a fuck about what I have to say in them anyways… including me lol.
ambiguous post.
Dear __________,
Get out of my head. You don’t belong in there, and you are clogging my thoughts.
sincerely,
Lauren
I hate that having seizures and fainting episodes has become so normal for me.
I hate that I can feel them coming on when I’m walking down the street, when I’m in class, when I’m in the shower, when I’m in meeting, when I’m by myself in my dorm…
I hate that my boyfriend is used to me having them now, so when I call him and tell him what happened, he’s...
I’m a feminist. I wear girly clothes. I wear makeup. I don’t hold any grudges against the male species. I’m not a lesbian. I’m not angry. I’m not radical. I’ve never burned a bra or yelled at a man for holding open a door for me. I have a boyfriend. I like doing favors for him like cleaning his apartment when I feel like he’s busy and could use a hand. And...
My ex boyfriend (the UFC fighter) is dating a married woman. And he feels no guilt or remorse or anything…
As if cheating on me with a girl 4 years younger than him wasn’t bad enough… no, he’s constantly surprising me with even more ways he could possibly fuck up his life.
All I’ve gotta say is this: Karma, darling. Fuckin’. KARMA.
Bryce: I have this friend who dated a crazy communist mandolin player...
Me: Bryce that was me...
Bryce: oh my god, you're right! hahahahaha
