my friends are aberzombies...

WOAH! I kind of forgot about my lovley blog for a few weeks there... sorry if anyone is actually reading this :)

School's been mega busy lately... I have 2 freaking english essays due on monday... WHAT THE HELL? who gives a class 2 essays at the same time? I'm pretty sure I failed my math test on thursday... good times. *cough*

My school district had a PA day, which is a day once a month or so where students don't have to go to school, but the teachers do (HA! sucks to be them) Anyways, a bunch of friends & I decided to go chill in downtown toronto... we did A LOT of shopping (mostly at holister & Abercrombie... BARF) and i realized that my friends do not have the same love for urban outfitters as i do. I spent pretty much the entire content of my savings account, and around 4 we hopped on the go train home.

On the train me & my friends were brain storming ideas for our feature film (we're gonna put it on youtube, I'll link it here when it's done) but all of the sudden some woman a few rows down started coughing. She was choking! it was soooo scary! Thankfully the person beside her knew the heimlich maneuver... but we had to stop the train in some sketchy looking town and call an ambulance for her.

We didn't get home until 6ish... then I went to dinner with my other friend for her sweet 16. We had korean bbq (which is the most amazing thing of life) at this resturant called chakos.

I also got a haircut (photo op)

And i think thats all the interesting stuff thats been going on. more later. for now I have 2 essays to write *cough*facebooktime*cough*

--Laurenn

essay outlines are... fun.

We're writing comparison/contrasting essays in English class, so i'm just going to spitball a few ideas. By all means, pay no attention.

• Idealism vs Realism
  - human nature (imperfections)
  - Relative thinking (Law of attraction)
  - psychological effects (downfals of both)
  
• Big vs Small Families
  - lovey dovey-ness (emotional support system)
  - seclusion & unimportance
  - future (population & demographics)
  
• Canadian vs American Governments
  - history (A. revolutionism vs european exploitation)
  - Powers (seperation vs fusion of leaders)
  - political powers & democracy (independant candidates influence)
  
• Modern Career Woman vs Traditional Housewife
  - closer & more involved in child rearing (traditions)
  - subservient to male role in household (feminism streak)
  - role model (?)

essays are super not fun. hope you're school work is more exciting than mine. PEACE

--Lauren

crap crap crap...

It's kind of funny how the weekend I was expecting turned out to be the total opposite... okay maybe it's not so much funny as it is painstakingly infuriating.

For the first time in a long time, I had absolutley no plans for this weekend. All of my friends are either in another counrty for the weekend, or working, or at some Future coaches of Canada course, or visiting grandparents... or something. Anyways, I planned on taking advantage of the alone time, and catch up on writing my stories, and finish reading Pride & Prejudice, and study my rational exponents so I don't fail math this year.

So I wake up this morning, and I immediatly get a list of chores to do form my dad. This is not out of the ordinary, but i was a little thrown off by the "and have it all done before noon." part. WTF? So after cleaning my room, vacuming the pool, and mopping the kitchen floor, I ask my mom what's up. This is when I found out that my aunt & uncle were comming over for their first monthly alotted supervised visit with their kids (my cousins) who have been living with my family for the past 7 months, due to my aunt and uncle being deemed unfit parents by Children's aid.

I was furious. I hated my aunt and uncle with every fiber of my being. My uncle was a drug dealer, finding himself in and out of jail every other weekend. My aunt was a neglegent mother, caring more about her monthy manicure than paying the bills. It was their fault my family fell apart, and it was their fault that i went through everything that I did. I used to blame my parents for my emotional turmoil... when in reality nothing was their fault at all.

And now my aunt & uncle are sitting in my living room, sipping on the coffe that I had to make, spending time with their three kids who deserve so much better than the parents they were given. I just can't stand to go down their and watch the scene unfold. I'd rather sit on my bed, ranting to mylaptop, listening to "Brand New" and "Justin Nozuka" trying to stable myself.

The last thing I want to do is read about Mr. Darcy's ellusive manner, or write about Parker Mac's love life.

I'm really tempted to hop out my window, climb down the drain pipe and just leave this house for an hour or two... go to starbucks, get some food in me, or go shopping or something. But it's raining... stupid forecast.

upset&emotional

--Lauren.

iz gon rain!

above is the weather forecast for tomorrow... I've run out of things to talk about, so we are moving on to remedial small talk topics, incase you were wondering.

So yeah... a lot or rain inToronto... Joy.

haha k I honestly have nothing else to say

--Borin.Lauren.

_________ of the month...

This month's theme?

Going green!

Although, of course... going green is more than just a trend. We all need to do whatever we can whenever we can to help make our planet a beter place. & never get discouraged.

"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has." - Margaret Mead

Much love & a heap of mixed recyclables

--Lauren

juxtaposition...?

précis...?

syntax...?

jargon...?

...WTF?

I have an englsih test tomorrow on this HUGE list of literary terms that we're supposed to know! On top of that, I have a math test tomorrow too... and I only got a 62% on the summative quiz! GAH I need to study... I NEED to get on the honor roll this year! It'll look so good on my university & job apps.

... But the lure of the internet is just too strong. I'll study later -she says for the millionth time this week.

UGH Fine, I'll pull out the text books now, *mumbles intellegible things at computer screen*

--Lauren.

muffins?

Procrastination... my least favourite 5 syllable word.


I should be preparing for my math quiz tomorrow... but instead I find myself blogging about trivial inconcequential things, or re-reading "Pride & prejudice". I really think I have a problem.

Anyways, If i'm going to indulge, I might as well do it thoroughly, so here's a snipit of one of those stupid myspace surveys that everyone always does:

You can only type one word, no explaining:

6. Your favorite thing? semicolon
7. Your dream last night? dull
8. Your favorite drink? milk
9. Your dream car? shiny
10. The room you're in? awesome
11. Best time of year? autumn
12. Your fears? obsolete
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? content
14. Who did you hang out with this weekend? Jo
15. What you're not good at? fractions
16. Muffins? delicious!

--Lauren

tiff 08

This week is the Toronto International Film Festival. It kicked off thursday night, and stars have been rolling down the red carpet on Queen st Ever since. Me & my friend decided to go check it out last night, considering it was a friday night & we had no other plans.

After school, we took the GO bus from our little town into Union station & subwayed it to Queen Street... We didn't really know what to expect, nor were we very educated on what was going on. We went to the AMC (which is this ginormous movie theatre) and attepmted to get rush tickets to see "Me and Orson Welles" the film Zac Efron was in. Unfortunately, there was some sort of rumor running around saying that Mr. Efron himself would be attending the film, so the tickets were sold out before we even got there.

We kept trekking, exploring downtown, right in the middle of the chaos. We did some shopping (mostly at Urban outfitters & the balck market, I'm a complete sucker for those stores) and we had some thai inspired dinner. The weather man was calling for rain, but luckilly that held off until we got home.

After dinner, we checked out the etalk festival party which was just buzzing with commotion. neither of us cared enough to actually weave our way through the mob of people... the scene too reminicant of a certian Jonas Brothers fiasco just 3 months ago. Standing on our tippy toes looking from afar we DID manage to get a short glimpse of Ellen Page & someone who looked an awful lot like Brad Pitt... Ohh and we saw Ben Mulroney... but he hardly counts as anyone other than the former prime minister's rebelious son. *scoff*

Oh and we tried to get into the etalk party, but some big security guy said we needed wristbands... and to be at least 3 years older... Oh well.

So that was my friday night... not overly exciting, but not dull enough to complain about any monotonity... is monotonity a word? who knows. Kay, well I'm going to go write some stuff about some things in my new story (YES i started a new one... hopefully I remember the others as well)

ciaooooo

--Lauren

bee-eff-eff ?

Are all best friends so emotionally needy?

... or is that just a trait specially reserved for my best friend?

I mean, I get it... I'm her bestfriend, I'm here to help her out, grab her a tissue when she breaksdown, and tell her that it'll all be okay... But lately (in the last few months) it's been non-stop! She over-reacts to EVERYTHING and I've gotten countless phone calls & texts at 2 in the morning saying that she hated life & hated the world & hated everything about everything. If its not complaining about the boy that doesn't notice her, its her classes that suck, or her mom on her case about something

& There is ALWAYS something. She makes problems out of absolutly nothing, and kills herself with stress and grief and sorrow. Its painful to watch, and not really be able to do anything about it... But I'm there, by her side everytime she needs me... trying to console her, or to be her reality check. I may not always say the right thing... and I may give her the answers she didn't want, but in the end, I'm there when she needs me. Every time.

But how come she can't seem to reciprocate any of that? I have problems... a hell of a lot of them to be honest. My family's messed up in ways she can't even imagine... My family's been through so much crap, including, but not limited to: Drug abuse, Jail time, cancer, deaths, foster care... the list goes on & all within the last 8 months. When I was at my worst, I tried to talk to my friend about how i felt... I needed some assurance of normalcy & the like, but no. She was "Going to her sister's dance recital". the next day she was "watching a movie on TV" and she couldn't PVR it because it was "getting to the good part" UGH

yet when when she has a freak out the day before she leaves for camp, claming that she will hate it there & won't make any friends... I was the one talking her through it, assuring her that she would have fun, texting these things While sitting in my Uncle's Funeral!!!!!

I've always been insecure of my role in the world... I hate feeling obsolete. It's bad enough to feel that way with my family, but not being good enough for my friends attention... It's just too much.

But I guess I'll have to get over it in the way I normally do... Be my own bestfriend. Sad, I know, but necessary. Writing out my feelings is probably more benificial than talking about them to someone else anyways. I'm just thankful I''m a relatively positive person... pessimism is too hard to spell.

Sorry4therant

--Lauren