wintersong.

today i was reminded why i love winter. because then i can listen to this song over and over and not feel weird. it will always be one of my favorite winter time songs :)

and i MAYYY or may not be counting down to ingrids new cd...coming january. 24th. talk about best day EVER!!!

the best medicine.

what's better than laughing? the kind that you cant breathe or tears fall from your eyes. the kind that comes from deep inside you and takes over your entire body. the kind that makes you forget about everything else going on. 

laughter is so interesting.  our bodies do it naturally. we recognize something is funny and our bodies and minds react so quick and out comes this sound that you cant do on purpose. you cant REALLY, honestly, laugh on purpose. of course you can fake laugh- but a true heart felt laugh, its just cant be done.

i love that everyone can laugh, but every ones laugh is different.  every ones sounds unique to them. i remember the very first night that i met Zach- i noticed his laugh over everything else. it was so unique to him and his eyes would water, without fail. he is one of those people that you like to have around if you think you are funny- because he will laugh at all your jokes. yes, in high school he got in trouble a lot because he was the kid that was laughing in the middle of class and couldn't stop. i remember hearing him laugh and thinking how much i liked his laugh. it was genuine and when i heard it, i would laugh too.

who ever said that laughter is the best medicine is genius. it was no mistake that we are made to laugh. it is something we do so much and its so common that i tend to forget just how simply wonderful it is :)

let the sounds flood my ears

i like music. this is currently some tunes im enjoying. take a listen if you want. but only if you want.

n o s t a l g i a

"The term of "feeling nostalgic" is more commonly used to describe pleasurable emotions associated with and/or a longing to go back to a particular period of time."

im feeling that way. im feeling nostalgic. yearning for the past.  dont get me wrong, however, i love the present. but i cant help but have a part of my heart that craves a bit of my past. it seems as if random things throughout my day will remind me of that part of my life. eating muffins,  drinking redbulls, hearing certain songs, wearing black, eating popcorn in ziploc bags, seeing the letters- PMTS. the year and a half of my life spent in none else, but good old hair school.

every morning i woke up to the sound of miss kerilyn hoping in the shower and turning on her "wake up " radio. at least thats what i called it. it was either blaring top 40 radio- or what i call "hollister music" ya know- like yellowcard and that kind of stuff.  i disliked her hollister music, but i didnt mind because i had purple ear plugs with me at all times and would just stick those babies right in.  i was always last to get up.  sometimes cates would have to come in my room and remind me that we had school in 20 minutes. if i was lucky, sophie was usually sleeping on my floor.  on a home made bed of random comforters and pillows from different odds and ends of the apartment. i was obnoxious in the mornings. i was always running late, but yet i was happy as a clam. i rolled out of bed every morning still laughing from the day before. it was simple.  there was nothing extravaggant about these mornings- but i miss them all the same.  i miss all getting ready in the same bathroom and then all taking our own cars to school up the street a couple blocks. (i still dont know why we did that?)

the days were filled with saving seats, pretending to help judy, running off to other schools to help with the design team, walking over to crest 343298 times a day, laying on the lunch table outside praying your number didnt get called (or pretending it wasnt your number when it did get called- wait a second....? haha) sippin on redbull and eating bags and bags of fire cheetos, chatting in the laundry room, and of course making fun of katys voice when she was the ticket runner. there was no such thing as a boring day at paul mitchell.  the memories we had are endless. somehow all i can remember is how much i laughed during that 18 month period of my life.  whether it was because chelsea was driving like a mad women in her yellow smart car, or because cates had fallen asleep for the 5876th time in class or aunt kath was trying to hook us up with her sons friends in highschool.  

our little group formed into the most diverse hilarious bunch that i ever had the pleasure of knowing.  we went everywhere together. we were all so different- but thats exactly what i loved the most.

first there was chelsea. 99.  the quiet, somehow barely on time, never slept a wink, long blonde fresh beauty from provo. she was always dissapearing and reapearing without saying a word. i swear she had a secret life that she was living in that tiny smart car of hers. she could take you on the ride of your life in that thing, speeding like no tmrw, but somehow NEVER got pulled over.  she had her head on straight from day one and the minute i took a look into her ipod and saw that we had 98% of the same artists- i had instant love for her.

then bounced in miss katy. 95.  her strinking features and touchy nature was hard to miss. she had drive and motivation bursting from every pore of her body.   creativity spilled from her finger tips and opinions freely flowed out of her mouth everywhere she went. it was the deep conversations at the shampoo sink while tears both streemed down our faces, i felt like i had found a new older sister. 

there was also our little b. 39.  when she wasnt sleeping- she was being her loveable self- befriending people all around her.  although we always teased her for being "blonde and ditzy" she was the punctual one. she was on time and she was always just ONE step ahead of everyone- whether that meant signing up for something, getting something paid for, having her homework complete etc etc.  story telling isnt her biggest strong point- but listening to her tell a story could have you in tears.  she was able to laugh at her self more than anyone else i know. and sometimes there was nothing sweeter than hearing her say "wait what?" 

somehow we managed to squeeze a boy in there. jordan. 26.  every girl had a crush on him, including every learning leader as well.  he was our little smooth punk rocker that somehow mangaged to put up with all of us girls. with his all black vans, slicked back hair, and a little cocky yet most respectful persona, he was the cherry on top of our crew.

mackenzie came next. 50.  she was the love struck innocent beauty. if you were a missionary- you would want kenz as the girl who was waiting for you.  she was always sending off packages, recieve movie worthy love letters or  crossing off the days till her boy came home. seeing how happy she was, made you happy- just to know her.  she reminded everyone around her what it was like to be in love and sometimes there was nothing more endearing than simply just that.

cant forget miss kerilyn. 20.  sassy could have been her middle name. she made everyone around her laugh and she had more personality packed into that little red firey self of her than she knew what to do with.  cat lover, music lover, and tlc addict- this girl became the spice to my sugar. strangers made her nervous- but if you ever saw her sing "salt n peppa" you wouldnt believe she had a shy bone in her body.  she had her own lingo that we all picked up- she placed a "the" in front of every noun.  the crest.  the taco bell.  the forever21.  she was my 11.

unexpectadly we had a missing piece from our puzzle join us.  que marissa. 51.  rissa only joined us for the last part of school but it didnt take long before she was showing us her crazy faces while still mangaing to be the most perfect thing we had all ever laid eyes on.  how she balanced it all, being so fashionable, hilarious, and of course making really good home made videos.  her confidence was admireable and i think if we all had a girl crush- it was on her.  

mary quite contrary. mary had a little lamb. mary jean. 87.  she could spray a energy drink about a foot in the air.  she was the life of the party and rukkkus was wear the memories were made.  she knew how to party like a rock star, yet was the sweetest bad girl i knew.  her contagious laugh was one that made everyone else laugh just when you heard it.

last but not least darling little soph.  74.  if there was a teachers pet- she wins.  i think she could have ran for president at pmts. with that little voice of hers, and compassion for everyones feelings- soph is what tied us all together.  she made sure that not a soul was left out.  she was everyone's "go to girl." everyones conselor and everyones best friend. .there times we had to look out for her- and tell everyone to put away their dang peanuts unless they wanted to fight in the back alley. with a smart water in hand-, and a blue berry muffin in the other, she was ready to conquer everyones problems.

we somehow found ourselves, despite how different we all were- being new best friends. i saw these guys without fail, 5 days a week from 9-4, for a year and half straight.  i knew these people better than i knew myself sometimes.  we laughed, we cried, we got annoyed with eachother, we laughed some more and we loved eachother through and through.  we knew that one day we would all graduate and move on with our lives and follow our dreams.  we were all excited for what the future held, but sad to leave behind some of the fondest memories.  it happened so fast- soon we were all living apart from eachother, some in other states. and it felt like in the snap of a finger- i had a part of me ripped out.  its not that i dont talk to any of these people anymore- but it was so different to be living with these guys and seeing them every singggggle day- that made the experiece one i will never ever forget. i loved that year and a half of my life.  i met some of the most incredible people ive ever known. and each and every one of them taught me something different.  

in about a month it will be the year anniversary that the majority of us gratuated.  i cant believe 11 months have gone by since then.  although life keeps going on and that date will get farther and farther away- i will never forget those times with my best friends.  i will always have a big place in my heart for every single one of them and the memories we shared.

<3

grateful

i am beyond grateful. grateful that no matter how lonely life feels- things always get brighter.  life will throw you down- kick you while youre down- but then there are those small moments that grab you by the hand and just bring you up to your feet once again. and let me tell you- life needs those sour moments in order for those sweet moments to be as lovely as they are. im grateful that life keeps me in check.  that life gives me moments where i feel weak. so that when i get through the struggle, i feel accomplished. and strong.  and proud of myself.  you have to hit the low sometimes to be able to be truly grateful when things are looking up. as much as i needed that moment- i am more than thrilled to be back to myself and feeling positive about life.  

i  a m  g r a t e f u l   f o r :

a friend that i can tell everything to and has stuck by my side through everything

a darling boyfriend who accepts my flaws

music that will fit my every mood

relief society general broadcast

spending quality time with my sisters and cute parentals

lunch dates in the middle of crazy days

enjoying time with my doggy in her old old age

sending an emoticon with every text message

having worlds best job! with the best people. beyond lucky.

drinking an ice cold red bull even though you know its not the healthiest thing

sunshine so warm at the end of september

waking up in the morning feeling excited

i had a good cry. i needed this.

rules.

Im going to do us all a favor and skip the part where i talk about how its been SOO long since ive blogged. because i know it, you know it. its obvious and so there's no need to make my little fingers tired by writing a huge explanation about me being m.i.a.   it was summer and thats all i think needs to be said.

everyone has rules they live by.  whether you like rules or not, you probably dont realize how often they sneak there way into your everyday life.  lately ive been thinking about the rules i live by everyday.  but ive been thinking more along the lines of little rules we dont even realize we make but we live by them everyday- unwritten rules if you will.  like for example, if your going on a road trip you MUST have your ipod with you.  am i right? its no set in stone rule.  but its just one of those things you do.  so being the weird list loving person i am- i decided to write a few of my "unwritten rules" down in my phone over the past couple days to see what i came up with.  these rules however are not for everyone, heck, they are just personal ones for myself and myself only.  im the only one that lives by these rules- but they are my own little set of "unwritten rules" that i follow day after day. 

Laurens list of "unwritten rules"

1. when in Mexico- drink orange fanta.

2. if eye contact is made, always ALWAYS smile.

3. when at walmart or target, always stroll down the barbie toy isle.

4. if hair is a hot mess= tie scarf around your head

5. always be yourself

6. if a compliment crosses your mind, always say it out loud.

7. you can never wear too much jewelry

8. taste everything at least once.

9. if someone is waiting or pampering you- be appreciative.

10. when bored in a busy place (such as the airport) people watch for entertainment

11. when you feel sorry for yourself, count your many blessings.

12. when at 7-11, buy a chocolate dunford donut or flamin hot cheetos.

13. wear your boots in the summer time too.

14. always say yes to helping people out, even if its the last thing you want to do.

15. have at least one TV series you watch.

im sure i could find a whole lot more- but thats just a jist of it.  i think everyone has those unwritten rules that they apply to their life that make them unique.  plus we are creatures of habit- even if you dont realize that you made it a rule for yourself- chances are, youve just made it a habit and continued to do it your whole life. 

what are some of your unwritten rules?

Confessions of a night owl

Let's be honest. I "tried" to go to bed early...and I laid there and after about 40 minutes I was over it. I found myself eating a bowl of cereal and watching E! But I'm not surprised. It's not that I have insomnia- I just have this thing for night time. I get my second wind and there is something so calming about everyone else being asleep. It's like the world is on pause. The only problem to this is the next morning. Because life doesn't go on pause, so while everyone else was getting sleep- I was wide awake. And the next morning- i feel it. Ad I usually regret it. I wish I could sleep in all morning lon- but then have it be 8 when I wake up so that I sill had the whole entire day. Buuut wait it doesn't work that way. Although I regret it the next morning- I do it all over the next night. Why am I so addicted to this terrible sleeping habit? When am I gonna figure out that life would be much easier if I didn't go to bed so late?? It honestly is like a civil war within my self. One day I will figure it out. And when I do- I'll let you know. Until then, night owl status xoxo.

fighter.

the other day i was at the farmington pool with my family. just minding my own business, when all the sudden- i saw this little boy. i honestly felt like someone had taken a dagger to my heart. i was completely overwhelmed and felt like someone had hit me with a big brick called reality. i watched him in awe, and i was so amazed at the way he moved and got around the pool. it made me realize how small and minature my promblems were and how big my blessings really are.  however- this little boy isnt "not blessed", because i believe he is a lucky and blessed individual as well.  he seems to me like one of the strongest, bravest people ive ever seen- theres no way that i could go through a trial like his and have the positivity and determination that he does.  i learned a big lesson that day. mainly for myself- that i am beyond blessed and everyday i need to be grateful for what i have been given, even if it feels like im having a bad day. because you know what? it could always be worse, harder, more difficult.  this little boy is an amazing example of being positive and happy even though he suffers everyday from being able to fit in with the norm.  he is a fighter. and i want to be just like him too- i want to be a fighter and realize that nothing can make me feel like i cant do something.  my favorite quote is something that pops into my head a lot but im not sure who its by. it says something along the lines that life is 25% of what happens to us, and 75% of how we react to it.  i believe that this boy is a living testimony of that statement.  hard things happen- but its our reaction and actions that define how we live our lives.   its people like him that show me that my life is beautiful if i believe it to be- and thats all i have to do, is believe it, and after that, it will all fall into place and it really will become a reality.

continued.

a couple more "dears"

dear pool bathrooms,

you are absolutely disgusting.  i'd rather pee in the pool than deal with you.  just being honest.

dear "ha-ha",

yeah you, with the dash. not "haha". im talking "ha-ha". why? why the dash? do we need it? it makes the laugh seem like its in slow motion. ha- (3 seconds later) ha.

dear new apple employee,

interviews after interviews- you deserved it! 90 people turned into 8. you have always been one to stick out.  oh ps- now lets get this huge crack in my screen fixed. new phone?

dear summer,

i only see you 2 or 3 times a week.  but when i do, its so wonderful it makes me love you even more.  why dont you start visiting more often.  come sooner and stay later ya know? maybe we could come up with some sort of deal?

dear radical face,

you have become my favorite summer pandora playlist of all time.  and thats saying a lot. cus i have like 30 stations- you win :)

dear red velvet cupcakes,

we are in a fight. you won. you won like 7 times in 8 days.  screw you- you delicious pieces of heaven.

dear chalean,

oooooh hi. yeah remember me? we havent worked out together in like 2 weeks.  i promise to change that.  i miss it. i miss your hilarious comments. lets hang out this week? k deal.

dear mechanical pencils,

im sorry. im sorry for ever forgetting you existed. now that i found you again, i cant believe i cheated on you with a pen.  i hate pens.  take me back? i love you- you look really good when your .5 lead too.

dear cramps,

what is your purpose? why must you be so painful...and why dont boys have to deal with you ever? dont see the point in you- at all. leave me alone.

dear bachelorette,

i have mixed feeling about you this season. i cant decide if i hate you or if i just dont like you. both negatives i know. anywho get your crap together and start getting more interesting.

and lastly dear facebook,

would you mind switching up who pops up on my news feed every once in while? im getting sick of seeing the same people over and over again.  maybe i should just take a break from you.....but we both know that wont last long. dang you.

sincerely yours, 

lauren

Dear

Dear blog of mine,

It's true that we have took some time apart. I needed space to think about things and just clear my head. It wasnt you - it was me. Its come to my attention that my neglect has been drawn out for much too long, and I've decided to give this another go. Ya sure I'm busy, and when I'm not busy- I spend every minute i can soaking up sunshine. But I've decided to make you a deal. We shall play at least once a week. Let's start with that goal in mind and see where that takes us. This letter doesn't count as this weeks either- so expect to see me in the next few days. Remember when we used to do challenges and things? That was fun- maybe we should try something similar to that again. We will see. Anyways I do apologize for being such a bad blogger to you but I will make it up to you. I'm ready. I'm ready to give thi another go. And to be quite frank, I really did miss you.

Sincerely,
Lauren

confessions of a...

Ya know when people talk about their past haunting them? Well my past is pretty calm. Nothing too crazy from me- the worst I ever did was sneak out-oh wait, my friends couldn't even convice me to do that. So you see- I'm not the most dare devil type. It's not that I didn't want to have random adventures- I did still have great times, just nothing that I regret whole heartily today. However, my past is still haunting me. Because it has come to my full attention that I had a bad case of 'toolette'. That's what my friends call it. You know- the girls in the designer jeans, shop at the buckle, 6 days a week spent at the tanning salon. Friends- this was me. This was me at full throttle. And let me tell you- I am not proud.


I once upon a time spent hundreds of dollars on jeans. The more stuff packed onto the pocket- the better! I spent ridiculous amounts of money on juicy charms and juicy slippers, Ed hardy shoes and hats. I even had a really cute Ed hardy key chain (sike). I went tanning like it was my job- I was black on January 2nd. I thought boys with big trucks were so cute, and a little faux hawk would just seal the deal. Put him in a nice pair of trues and i was smitten. And i always had a big pair of diamond studs in my ears.( Don't worry- while I wrote this, I was throwing up in my mouth. ) on a better note, i never once owned a pair of ugg(lies) and dont plan on it either.

These days you couldn't catch me dead. And yes whenever I see jersey shore I can't help but think of my original snooki poof. As much as I wish I could say- I never liked that look, I cant lie. Because when I roam through my highschool pics and Dixie albums - I am haunted by my lack of style and look.
How did i become so obsessed withthe bling and dazzled and why didnt anyone try and stop me? Where was my head and was was elle, glamour, vouge, and harpers baazar to resurrect myself? Was someone playing a sick joke on me and my wallet? Cus it certainly isn't funny and it certainly doesn't make sense why anyone would want anyone to go through such a thing! At night I just have to clothe my eyes and thank everyone that has helped me get back on to the right path that I am on today. I don't know where I would be if I hadn't- I would probably have wings on the back of my shirt- in rhinestones!

Okay okay. although I am disappointed in myself- I have to say that I am glad my past haunts me because of my taste in clothes rather than the choices I made. Because although I wore awful clothing and had awful taste in what was cute- I had some of the best years of my life down in st george (where my toolette days were waxing strong) that I will never forget.  I had the time of my life, even if I was doing it in a Jean skirt from American eagle- I was living with amazing people and having amazing adventures all day long. As I grow up I realize how I wont have those opportunities to live with my friends like that anymore but i will always treasure those memories forever.

So although my past has been haunting me- I also really loved my past. And I've been kind of starting a new chapter in my life, with starting a career and moving back home and growing up- but this time I just hope to do it a with better taste- plain jeans for 10 bucks and certainly no Ed hardy, designer jeans or juicy couture....


until next time, a few photos of my toolette days to humor you.

make it stopppp, make it stooop!!  thats all that i can bear to look at for now ...

adios.xoxxxx.

ocd:foodaddition

blame it on the way i was raised. but i love me some food. i love to talk about it. spend money on it. go to nice places to get it. and most importantly, i love to eat it.  


blame it on the way i was raised. but i love me some routine. yep i like to switch it up every now and again. but i like waking up in the morning with some sort of plan or something to look forward to.  it helps my weeks flow a little bit more smoothly and i have less time to worry about silly things.




now combine food + routine and you will discover one of my many peculiar traits about me. no i dont eat at the same time everyday, or the same thing for every dinner on every tuesday night.  its not that extreme. however, i get a little stuck.  and by stuck i mean- i get obsessed with a food and eat in routinely over and over until i get sick of it and then i find something new.




allow me to disect just a bit.  when i was in elementary school, not sure what grade- i became obsessed with bacon! oh man did i love it. and so i would have my mom buy it for me and i would cook it in the microwave just about every day and then watch some arthur while i was at it.  i was addicted to it. i ate it and loved it so so much.  then one day after my bacon obsesh had started to fizzle, my mom suprised me and brought home some bacon (creepy how that just sounded). i looked at her like duh didnt you know, "i dont like bacon anymore mom" whaaaat? how was she supposed to know? well she was- i was simply over my bacon streak.  




after the bacon it was the german pancakes, it was the only thing i knew how to make- and so i made it once a week. then it was waffle crisp, then nutella and bananas down at dixie, then it was the rice sides, then eggs on toast the first year down at provo,  then cottage cheese with bbq chips, then the fire cheetos streak occured, oh and cant forget the blueberries (still kinda obsessed still). you see- ive been through it all. i eat it all the time. everyday, couple times a week, once a week at least. and it usually lasts for a couple months at a time. until i simply just wear my little taste buds out with the same freaking taste over and over again. then i dont eat it for months again. then the cycle begins again. i try it again about 6 months later and im like- OH MY GOSH I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT HOW GOOD EGGS ARE!? and you know what happens next.




so my current obsession right now...waffles. i may or may not have had them 3 times in a week before i went to mexico and that was the first thing i made when i came home.  im obsessed with making people waffles as well. its probably not the best thing to be addicted to- especially when i fill each crater with butter and then top it off with straight sugary syrup. but i cant help it....once im addicted- i just cant get enough (thank you black eyed peas).  


so im not sure what it will be next. or when my waffle obsesh will end but i can tell you this- i will be having waffles tmrw while we watch the bachelorette! cant wait for this season to start :)




thats all. i dont know what my deal is- but when i love something, i REALLY love it. like really a lot. too much for my own good. a big shout out and thank you to my taste buds for putting up with me.

now try and honestly tell me you arent gonna make waffles this week....? my mouth is watering and my stomach is growling from these delightful photos.  i need to stop now.

this or THAT

this past week i was in mexico. and we played a lot of "would you rather" or "this or that". i am sorta obsessed. i think its so interesting to see what people choose- it tells so much aboutt hem with one simple answer. like for example, chocolate or vanilla? no question- choc all the way. but my vanilla peeps all the sudden seem like a different species to me. i find it so interesting that they would actually choose vanilla white cake over a delish chocolate one! baffles me. but i love the differences we all have- its what makes us unique. i decided to continue with some more questions and that was you can get to know me just a tad more ya digg.

Staying up all night or going to bed early? considering its almost - i should say staying up. BUT i wish i went to bed early.

Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream or oreo ice cream? honestly im not a big ice cream fan, but id rather have cookie dough than oreo.

Roses or lilies? lilies

Relationship or one night stand? relationship. obvi

Unicorns or horses? unicorns if they were realisies.

Tigers or lions? lions. cus it starts with L. just like me.

Kiss or cuddle? kiss

A romantic night in or a night out at the club? romantic night in.

Guitar or drums? guitar

Summer or winter? summer

Being loved or feared? loved duh!

Lust or love? love

Revenge or acceptance?  acceptance

Sweats or jeans? lounge- sweats. out- jeans.

Christmas or Thanksgiving? xmas

Hot or cold weather? hot, boil me if you please

Being short or tall? i guess short.

get stepped on by an elephant or get beat up by a leprauchaun? leprauchaun. he's just a little guy right?

 drink a shot of lemon juice or smell like poop for a week? tough....lemon juice. (sarcasm to the max)

eat an entire watermelon or get really bad sunburn? okay jennifer gardiner. if you shall, ask her the famous would you rather HAHA. but watermelon. i wouldnt even be mad- they are good.

 be blind or deaf? deaf

meet Justin Timberlake or Paris Hilton? what kind of question is this! JT!

 be a professional singer or actor? singer

be able to stop time or be invisible? mmm...stop time

 have six inch long nails or purple eyes? i would be pleased with purple eyes. that would be sweet.

 own a two headed snake or a purple cow? cow. snakes make me dry heave.

 live in California or Cancun? cali. vacation in cancun.

Orange or Yellow? yellow

black or white? black

green or Blue? sooo tough. can i have both?

Day or Night? day

 Vanilla or Chocolate ice cream? infamous. chocolate

Cake or Brownies? mmm...a good cake.

 Several small houses in different places or a mansion? several small if they are legit places

 TV or Computer? computer. just watch tv on it.

 Smile or Laugh? smile AND laugh

Dog or Cat? dog dog doogggg

 Pepsi or Coke? coke please

 Caramel or Butterscotch? butterscotch

 Sugar Cookies or Snickerdoodles? sugar cookies. but snickerdoodles are delish

 Disney or Cartoon Network? disney! woot.

 MTV or TLC? tlc as of late.

 Country or Rap? a little bit of both.

 Comedy or Horror Movies? i refuse to watch scary movies. so comedy.

 Wheat or White bread? wheat.

 English Muffin or Bagel? love both

 Pizza or Pasta? mmm...yikes both.

  Pumpkin or Pecan Pie? pumpkin :)

 Snow or Rain? rain   

 Mexican or Chinese Food? mexican. but i love me some chinese!

youngin beauties francisco lachowski or j biebs?

? 

thaaas it.

xoxxx

little celebrations.

i have a few things i want to kinda sorta celebrate, ya know? nothing huge- just small things that i could overlook but instead i want to recognize them and celllebrate of course!

first.

i moved home all my stuff from provo yesterday. now i have nothing to worry about being in two places. i wont have to do it later this summer and im officially moved out :)

second. 

in the process of moving out all my stuff- guess what little gem i found under my bed?! yep you guessed it!! MY CAMERA USB CONNECCCCTOR CORD. was i the happiest girl ever? yes. was i by myself but still squeeled? yes! i had decided earlier this week that i was just going to buy a new one for my trip, but i dont have to now! speakigof trip..which leads me to my next celebration....

third.

im going on vacation! for a much much needed getaway. i cant wait to do absolutely nothing for a week but sit in the sunshine and enjoy mounds of mexican food. hallelujah!

fourth.

i finished the first section of chalean extreme. its split into three months- and if i was good and did it every single day like i should than i would have been finished with the first month circut a while ago- but im still just proud of my self to have kept it up! onto my second months circuit! woot.

fifth.

im starting to get better at managing money. so maybe im not "good" at it. but ive had a couple classes from my dad about interest and principle and all that stuff that i just am terrible at understanding- BUUT i am getting better at it. yeah i bought a swim suit the day i got my paycheck- but this will come with time...at least im learning. thats something to celebrate about.

happy cinco de mayo folks.

and if you dont care about the 5th of may, find something simple to celebrate today :)

cant.live.w/out.

so lets see- i could blog about the royal wedding, or even the death of osama bin laden HOWEVER, im not going to. although they are both great and interesting and historical- its refreshing to hear something new right? right. so say hello to a new topic for the moment.

since ive been at a lack of inspiration to base my blog posts about lately, i decided i would resort back to my 6th grade auto bio. im quite please i still have it actually- and one day i will have to post the self portrait i drew on the cover. amazing. todays topic is "My list of items i couldn't live without". pretty intense and intimidating question now that i look at it. but 12 year old lauren went to work on that list.

12 year old lauren:

my list.
1. my family
2. my friends
3. a cozy bed (top three?...ive always loved my sleep what can i say?)
4. my dog, hailey
5. my house
6. clothes
7. the beach
8. disneyland
9. books
10. my boat (i didnt not own it...yet it was "my" boat?)
11. mountains
12. Europe (i was infatuated with europe)
13. music
14. shoes ( a little young to be so materalistic)
15. animals
16. people
17. dance
18. my teachers
19. my blanket (heck yes this made the list!)
20. stuffed animals ( now that seems a little more realisitc for a 12 year old)


since i only did 20 i decided to do 20 again. because if i have no limit- i will go on for days. and daysssss. the list could go on ya know.


21 year old lauren.

my new list of 20 things i couldnt live without.

1. family
2. the gospel
3. zachary
4. friends
5. food. ( why did i not put this before...its a given!)
6. a home.
7. animals (including miss helly)
8. education
9. technology (whatever. its great)
10. beauty supplies (hair, make up essentials...im lame i get it)
11. transportation
12. the BEACH. still made it to the list
13. fashion (clothess, accessories, yadayada)
14. reading matericals (books, magazines)
15. music
16. SUNSHINE. makes me so happy!
17. love
18. vacations.
19. creativity and using that in my workk
20. people. ( just other people makes the world interesting!)

i cant say that i thought very long about my list- cus honest it was just off the top of my head. but i realized that stuffed animals arent a neccessity in my life anymore- but my blanket almost made the cut again. my dad saw it the other day and the netting inside is all packed into one corner and he just started laughing. he held it up and it looked all see-through and asked what we could do to fix it.  dont worry me and my mother have already got this planned! im getting a new netting for it so that it will feel like new. my family knows how much it means to me- which im grateful for cus i do realize its nappy and irrational. BUT i dont care :) not one bit. there are some things you just love and will always love.  those are some of the few things i couldnt live without.
 what are some things YOU cant live w/out?