A More Serious Post Stemming From Some Very Late Night Thinking

i love theatre.

i do.

obviously… i am majoring in it.

however, there are other things i love too, that, for the past few years, i have forgotten about…and sometimes i feel like my life has become about “getting a part” or training to be the best i can be…which isn’t bad…but theatre cannot be my entire life. it isn't healthy. and i feel like things are missing from my life. things i used to love.

i forgot that i really like kids. [i pretend that they annoy me…but i like them a lot.] :)

i like to go car camping.

i like wearing friendship bracelets and t-shirts and gym shorts.

i like going to camp.

i like cooking with friends.

i like sleepovers.

i like creative writing.

i like softball.

sometimes, i forget about these things.

and a part of me forgot that i can still be of value even if i am not the most talented person in the room. fighting to be being the best all the time is not what life is about. it is not where my worth comes from, and, quite frankly, it is tiring and i am tired of doing it. theatre is not everything. and it does not define me. I am not Lauren: actor, singer, dancer— in that order.

I am Lauren, a person with a lot of interests that I miss exploring.

Home Alone Blues.

I AM SO BORED.

I have watched more than my fair share of TV, applied to be on a game show, surfed the internet until my eyes hurt, made crepes, got my hair cut and colored, and now am out of things to do.

I've always wanted to be a writer. Ever since I was young. So... maybe I will do that now. I will be a writer. I will spend my days drinking iced tea (note to self: buy iced tea) and writing wonderful stories.

It's Party Time...?

So, my father is in California and my mother is in New York.

What does this mean?

I am home alone.



When is the huge party I am planning on throwing, you may be asking yourself?

Well, not tonight, because I have been otherwise occupied.

Let tell you about my thrilling day...

I spent the morning on the road. I (naturally) got lost multiple times on my way home. In fact, I had to pay the toll twice before figuring out how the heck to get back to my house. It felt like every time I got lost, I would magically appear in front of another toll booth (since technically, I stopped by four of them-- two times to get the tickets and two times to pay money.) By the end of this escapade, I was running very low on cash and found myself asking the elderly man at the booth if I was going to end up at any more of these because I basically had no money left and if I kept on getting lost I would not be able to pay the toll anymore...

[Again, please note that both of my parents are out of the state and would not have been able to help me had I been stranded alone at some toll booth in the middle of nowhere.]



So, okay, I survived and eventually made it home.

How did I spend the rest of the day, you may be wondering?

WASTING MY LIFE AWAY.

Tumblr, Facebook, Youtube...


[SO BORED.]



As of late, I have been eating chocolate Tootsie Roll Pops, drinking soda, unsuccessfully attempting to take pictures with my cats, and have decided to see what this whole Shark Week thing is about.






Maybe I should just go to bed...

It Is Now August, So Here is a List of Some Things That Annoy Me.

1. What temperature is it?!

It is summer. Therefore, you sweat your face off outside and you freeze to death inside. What does one wear in such conditions? I still haven't figured this out. Unfortunately, I feel as though the only solution is to wear summer clothing indoors but to then invest in a lovely snuggie, so you can go about your day as usual, without dying of the cold.


[they look so comfortable and climate-controlled.]

2. People on tumblr who blog about the same topics over and over.

I know, I know, "if you don't like their blogs, unfollow them"... but some of these people are my friends so I feel obligated. So I suppose I will scroll like a mad woman past all of the Harry Potter and Dr. Who postings. I just do not understand why you need to post, like, seven million of the same thing. We are all aware that you enjoy a little wizarding magic Harry Potter-ness, but we do not need captioned pictures of every single character over and over. For instance, I personally enjoy the sport of dance. However, I do not inundate others' blogs with multitudes of pictures of ballerinas because I know that one or two of such pictures gets the point across that I enjoy dancing. Done. Bam. Lauren likes dancing. We don't need this:


[AHH I LOVE DANCE.]

[DANCE IS FREAKING GREAT!!!]

[OMG IT IS MY LIIIIIFE. I AM SO INTENSE.]

[I LIKE DANCE SO MUCH I UPLOADED A PICTURE OF A SNOW GLOBE.]

3. Books on Tape.

Books on tape are impossibly obnoxious. Why can't you just read the stinkin' book?? I'm sure I hate them because, in my house, I do not listen to them, but my mother does so I am constantly hearing some random narrator man screaming from another room: "AND THEN SHE LOOKED HIM IN THE EYES AND ALL OF THE SADNESS OF THE WORLD FELL UPON HER SHOULDERS AND SHE SOBBED 'NO! I CAN'T GO ON WITHOUT YOU!!!'" and blah blah blah...

[Life is so hard...]


Welcome to August.
-Lauren