I forgot I even had a blog! So I go on and realize all my friends have blogs! I just spend like half hour reading about Natalie's life, isn't this fantastic :)
My life isn't too entertaining, so I will keep this short. I live in Cedar City, Utah, and I LOVE IT!! It is the perfect size, with the perfect weather, and the perfect people! Some people I have met are my friend Natalie (not Natalie Cole) from a little town in Nevada, and Alex and Maria, both from Lehi! I keep meeting new people and the people who came here from Layton, which are few, I have become good friends with. I love being so close to all these outdoor things, and I wish my computer had a bluetooth so I could upload the photos, so I will have to do that next time I am on a bluetooth-able computer. I am majoring in Math and getting a minor in Psychology, and will be working towards a teaching degree as well, I might get a Masters and Doctorates right away so I can teach at the college level, but I will see what life brings me, I might be teaching at the high school level for a while. I've learned a lot in the month and 10 days I have been here, and I am looking forward to December, when I will get to return to Layton for a month and not have to do homework. Time is flying!
Thanks for reading this random blog, mucho amo to all of you!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, August 03, 2009
How Laura spends her nights..... oh la laaaa!
As I lay there sitting in my bed, I practiced the skillful technique of getting my retainer in and out of my mouth with no hands, a common custom that should be practiced frequently by all who have a retainer. While getting my technique down, I questioned myself. I questioned myself on a variety of things, my family, my friends, my achievements, my dreams, my goals, my faith, and my choices. My mind was in no mood to sleep now, as I got out of my bed and flipped on the light switch I thought about activities that would help my mind go to sleep, the without fail method of reading my scriptures.... failed..... I figured I could do something productive and grabbed my guitar and started strumming out common songs that I play without fail every time I am playing guitar. Before I knew it I was saying my own words and playing my own notes, I moved the capo around, and within minutes I wrote a song! I felt like Taylor Swift, I have all these things going on, and I just let them all go. I don't know if it's even any good, and I swear I will never share it with the world, but I logged onto blogger and had nothing better to tell you people!
Monday, February 16, 2009
What a Hoe
I know this girl, though she is fat, ugly, not a good english student, she's the flat tire in my relationship, gets very jealous, does not have a "trophy", she has these crazy chemical unbalances that I can't keep track of, and is not very nice to people, I still love her anyways!
Just kidding :) I will start the real blog now.
I do know, for real, one of the nicest people I have ever met, and through the years she has become one of my closest friends. The main reason for this closeness I think is that I can be myself around her. I am a EXTREMELY random person that says stupid things and does stupid things without thinking (example: look at the title of this blog) and it seems that though it could annoy a person to death, she is one of the very few people that appreciates my randomness and she just laughs about it. This person is Mar :)
I have no idea when I met Mar, or how we met, I am guessing it was sometime in 8th grade through one of our other friends, even when we had met, we never talked. There is very little evidence of us even knowing each other, there is a e-mail she sent me at the end of 8th after I accidently sent her a e-mail, and it goes like this
Hi laura!
Ok yep, I was just confused, because sometimes alina sends emails by a code name for some reason. I know that her sister goes by Jenny Johnson and her name is amanda. So anyway, how is summer? I don't want to make this a long awkward email to someone I havnt talked to in a while so ill just say bye for now. Marilee
I don't know about you, but that just seems like a really odd e-mail that shows no type of real friendship, and it's true, we were not friends, through 9th grade I knew her as the weird kid that sat in front of me in math and would turn and say, "wanna play Bomber Kids?" We continued not being friends in 10th grade, I am pretty sure we had no classes together and finally, we became friends at the very end of 10th grade, not even that good of friends though. We kept in contact over the summer and laughed about moments, and vented to each other. 11th grade came and somehow we became the best of friends. We have talked about these memories several times, and conclude that we became friends through her getting me and my boyfriend together :)
Since then I have had the very best of memories with her.
We spend endless hours together after school doing numerous activities.
We visited a bird refuge in extremely cold weather!
We carved a watermelon to prove someone wrong! (Just so all of you know, YOU CAN find Watermelons for sale in January, and YOU CAN carve them just like pumpkins!)
And numerous other events, all of them just being great memories :) This blog can't really express how much I love her! She's a great person, and sometimes I feel bad mocking her with my jokes of her slutiness and fatness, and pray she doesn't take them seriously and commit suicide. But I hope she knows that I am kidding, and I am lucky to have her as my friend.
Just kidding :) I will start the real blog now.
I do know, for real, one of the nicest people I have ever met, and through the years she has become one of my closest friends. The main reason for this closeness I think is that I can be myself around her. I am a EXTREMELY random person that says stupid things and does stupid things without thinking (example: look at the title of this blog) and it seems that though it could annoy a person to death, she is one of the very few people that appreciates my randomness and she just laughs about it. This person is Mar :)
I have no idea when I met Mar, or how we met, I am guessing it was sometime in 8th grade through one of our other friends, even when we had met, we never talked. There is very little evidence of us even knowing each other, there is a e-mail she sent me at the end of 8th after I accidently sent her a e-mail, and it goes like this
Hi laura!
Ok yep, I was just confused, because sometimes alina sends emails by a code name for some reason. I know that her sister goes by Jenny Johnson and her name is amanda. So anyway, how is summer? I don't want to make this a long awkward email to someone I havnt talked to in a while so ill just say bye for now. Marilee
I don't know about you, but that just seems like a really odd e-mail that shows no type of real friendship, and it's true, we were not friends, through 9th grade I knew her as the weird kid that sat in front of me in math and would turn and say, "wanna play Bomber Kids?" We continued not being friends in 10th grade, I am pretty sure we had no classes together and finally, we became friends at the very end of 10th grade, not even that good of friends though. We kept in contact over the summer and laughed about moments, and vented to each other. 11th grade came and somehow we became the best of friends. We have talked about these memories several times, and conclude that we became friends through her getting me and my boyfriend together :)
Since then I have had the very best of memories with her.
We spend endless hours together after school doing numerous activities.
We visited a bird refuge in extremely cold weather!
We carved a watermelon to prove someone wrong! (Just so all of you know, YOU CAN find Watermelons for sale in January, and YOU CAN carve them just like pumpkins!)
And numerous other events, all of them just being great memories :) This blog can't really express how much I love her! She's a great person, and sometimes I feel bad mocking her with my jokes of her slutiness and fatness, and pray she doesn't take them seriously and commit suicide. But I hope she knows that I am kidding, and I am lucky to have her as my friend.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thankful for Thanksgiving!
I've thought a lot this week about things that I am thankful for that I took/take for granted.
-The Hatchback
-My new guitar :)
-My parent's rules, or lack thereof
-Taylor Swift
-Contacts
-Hair Straighteners
-My cell phone
-My grandparents bought me High School Musical slippers
-Colorado wasn't horrible
-But the most important out of all of these is my family, and my friends. I got so very lucky to know the people I do.
Happy late Thanksgiving everyone :)
-The Hatchback
-My new guitar :)
-My parent's rules, or lack thereof
-Taylor Swift
-Contacts
-Hair Straighteners
-My cell phone
-My grandparents bought me High School Musical slippers
-Colorado wasn't horrible
-But the most important out of all of these is my family, and my friends. I got so very lucky to know the people I do.
Happy late Thanksgiving everyone :)
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
He's gone :(
Today I lost one of my best friends, I really don't know what I am going to do without him. My Brother, Michael, has left for his mission, where he will eventually serve in Everett Washington. I got home today from school, and no one was home, he wasn't there just waiting to hear about my day. He was always there for me. I told him everything about my life in search for advice and comforting. He always supported me, I can't count the number of text messages I got from him giving me support, he made some mistakes in high school, and he is constantly making sure I don't make the same ones. The best was when I would play guitar in my room he would always come in and try to sing Taylor Swift songs with me and it would be the funniest thing ever! The house seems so dead now, I just practiced the guitar, and no one came in and sang with me, hahahaha. Oh man, I am going to miss him.
This song reminded me so much of him... except not this dramatic, I still have friends, haha.
Im thirteen now
And dont know how my friends
Could be so mean
I come crying
You hold me tight
And grab the keys
And you drive and drive
Until weve found a town
Far enough away
And we talk and window-shop
Until Ive forgotten all their names
I dont know who Im gonna talk to
Now at school
I know Im laughing on the car ride home with you
Dont know how long its gonna take to feel okay
But I know I had the best day
With you today
And I didnt know if you knew
So Im taking this chance to say
That I had the best day
With you today
The Best Day
-Taylor Swift
This song reminded me so much of him... except not this dramatic, I still have friends, haha.
Im thirteen now
And dont know how my friends
Could be so mean
I come crying
You hold me tight
And grab the keys
And you drive and drive
Until weve found a town
Far enough away
And we talk and window-shop
Until Ive forgotten all their names
I dont know who Im gonna talk to
Now at school
I know Im laughing on the car ride home with you
Dont know how long its gonna take to feel okay
But I know I had the best day
With you today
And I didnt know if you knew
So Im taking this chance to say
That I had the best day
With you today
The Best Day
-Taylor Swift
Monday, November 03, 2008
This was Laura in 9th grade, que triste....
If any of you are wondering what I was like in 9th grade, this was a character sketch done of me 2 years ago :) It was done by the bonita Nicpandole, thanks for making me sound better then I am :)
"At first glance, the short, blonde-haired, blue-eyed 15 year old seems to be an ordinary, normal teenager. But after five minutes, you know that her appearance is deceiving. She is a very good friend, and smart, but she is also very mischievous and funny. Although my friend Lars seems quiet and calm at first, she is actually a very loud and outgoing person.
Sometimes Lars is very mischievous, which occasionally leads to “play” violence. One time after school, Lars and I were walking through the dim hallways, when I stopped to take a drink from the water fountain. After fulfilling my thirst, I caught a little water in my hand and threw it at her. She merely ducked, and bent over to get herself a drink. Not thinking much of my action, I continued down the hall. Then suddenly there was Lars, looking like a mad bull, and bellowing towards me.
“DON’T YOU EVER THROW WATER AT ME AGAIN!!!” she screeched, and then she jumped, tackling me onto the ground, where we rolled several feet as I tried to pull her off of me.
“Sorry! It was just a little water!” I exclaimed loudly. But afterwards she would threaten to tackle me every time I annoyed her. Lars’s mischief sometimes affects people she doesn’t even know. Lars considered tripping and tackling people fun. So she did it quite often. Another time Lars saw one of her other friends down the hall, so she yelled “Liana Grant!” and darted after the girl, and tripped her. But when she looked down upon the girl she tripped, Lars realized it wasn’t Liana, but instead some poor, harmless 7th grader who had the misfortune to look like Liana from the back. Lars’s mischief can sometimes turn out very hilarious though.
Lars loves to tell jokes, and loves to just have a laugh. Sometimes, she does things that you wouldn’t expect teenagers her age to do. For example, Lars also loves to dissect at lunch time. She would “pretend” to be doing some type of a surgery.
“First you need a clean surface.” Here she would lay a napkin down on the table. “Then, put your patient on it. Then, hold your patient still!” Saying these last words, Lars would place an orange fiercely on top of the napkin, and stab it with a fork. Then she would slowly carve a face into the orange, including a large mouth. Afterwards she would stuff her pizza inside the orange, and then have the “patient” throw it back up. Pretty soon, she would have our entire table clutching their sides with laughter. At times when oranges weren’t available, Lars would use music combined with food to amuse herself and everyone else around her. Taking those little goldfish crackers, she drew faces on them, and called them “Troy” and “Gabriella”, and then starts belting High School Musical songs while wiggling the goldfish and making them dance.
She also LOVES to make fun of people. One time Lars saw the Vice Principal talking with Mrs. Wallace.
Chuckling to herself, she chortles, “Ooooh! I see a connection!” When we see who she is laughing at, we start cracking up too.
But then other people begin to ask, “Who? Who?” because they hadn’t seen who Lars had meant.
So she repeats her phrase, “I see a connection!” and we look over at the Vice Principal again, and instead of him with Mrs. Wallace, he is standing with the other Vice Principal. This of course, even brings more hilarity to the occasion. Lars is such a fun person to be around. She seems like a quiet, smart girl at first impressions, but she is actually very gregarious and fun.
Lars Eyring is a very good friend, smart, and sweet. Sometimes she gets very mischievous and ends up startling people. Lars is very funny with her random actions, and her frequent outbursts. Overall, I think Lars Eyring is one of the most interesting and fascinating people I know, or probably ever will."
"At first glance, the short, blonde-haired, blue-eyed 15 year old seems to be an ordinary, normal teenager. But after five minutes, you know that her appearance is deceiving. She is a very good friend, and smart, but she is also very mischievous and funny. Although my friend Lars seems quiet and calm at first, she is actually a very loud and outgoing person.
Sometimes Lars is very mischievous, which occasionally leads to “play” violence. One time after school, Lars and I were walking through the dim hallways, when I stopped to take a drink from the water fountain. After fulfilling my thirst, I caught a little water in my hand and threw it at her. She merely ducked, and bent over to get herself a drink. Not thinking much of my action, I continued down the hall. Then suddenly there was Lars, looking like a mad bull, and bellowing towards me.
“DON’T YOU EVER THROW WATER AT ME AGAIN!!!” she screeched, and then she jumped, tackling me onto the ground, where we rolled several feet as I tried to pull her off of me.
“Sorry! It was just a little water!” I exclaimed loudly. But afterwards she would threaten to tackle me every time I annoyed her. Lars’s mischief sometimes affects people she doesn’t even know. Lars considered tripping and tackling people fun. So she did it quite often. Another time Lars saw one of her other friends down the hall, so she yelled “Liana Grant!” and darted after the girl, and tripped her. But when she looked down upon the girl she tripped, Lars realized it wasn’t Liana, but instead some poor, harmless 7th grader who had the misfortune to look like Liana from the back. Lars’s mischief can sometimes turn out very hilarious though.
Lars loves to tell jokes, and loves to just have a laugh. Sometimes, she does things that you wouldn’t expect teenagers her age to do. For example, Lars also loves to dissect at lunch time. She would “pretend” to be doing some type of a surgery.
“First you need a clean surface.” Here she would lay a napkin down on the table. “Then, put your patient on it. Then, hold your patient still!” Saying these last words, Lars would place an orange fiercely on top of the napkin, and stab it with a fork. Then she would slowly carve a face into the orange, including a large mouth. Afterwards she would stuff her pizza inside the orange, and then have the “patient” throw it back up. Pretty soon, she would have our entire table clutching their sides with laughter. At times when oranges weren’t available, Lars would use music combined with food to amuse herself and everyone else around her. Taking those little goldfish crackers, she drew faces on them, and called them “Troy” and “Gabriella”, and then starts belting High School Musical songs while wiggling the goldfish and making them dance.
She also LOVES to make fun of people. One time Lars saw the Vice Principal talking with Mrs. Wallace.
Chuckling to herself, she chortles, “Ooooh! I see a connection!” When we see who she is laughing at, we start cracking up too.
But then other people begin to ask, “Who? Who?” because they hadn’t seen who Lars had meant.
So she repeats her phrase, “I see a connection!” and we look over at the Vice Principal again, and instead of him with Mrs. Wallace, he is standing with the other Vice Principal. This of course, even brings more hilarity to the occasion. Lars is such a fun person to be around. She seems like a quiet, smart girl at first impressions, but she is actually very gregarious and fun.
Lars Eyring is a very good friend, smart, and sweet. Sometimes she gets very mischievous and ends up startling people. Lars is very funny with her random actions, and her frequent outbursts. Overall, I think Lars Eyring is one of the most interesting and fascinating people I know, or probably ever will."
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
I'm sorry
-I'm sorry I never log in, it took me another 15 minutes to remember my password...... I'm pretty proud of myself for still using a blog I set up for 9th grade honors english though.
-I'm sorry that in 9th grade I wrote all those ridiculous blogs, don't go looking for them, I deleted them.
-I'm sorry, I really don't think my life is exciting enough to blog.... except today a MARILEE MOMENT happened, except it was me.
I had to buy white spray paint so I went to Hobby Lobby and I was looking around at all the bottles, and I got very confused, none of the bottles said the colors. But then I figured out how they organize them is that the lid is the color of the paint. I wanted to make sure my hypothesis was correct I pushed the button, and nothing came out, I pushed it again, but I made a bit of a mistake, the bottle was pointed at my face, and more importantly my eyes. I spray painted my eyes!!! I think that was the most pain I seriously have ever felt, immediately I dropped to the ground and started crying, this man walked up and was like.... "um, are you ok", in response I said "NO, OF COURSE NOT!". He then informed me that he would get a hobby lobby employee and he ran off, I was sitting there in so much pain and finally some lady came and told me to remove my contacts and wash out my eyes, which I did, and then I felt all better. Then I went to go buy my paint.... and they don't sell spray paint to anyone under 18.... QUE TRISTE!
-I'm sorry that in 9th grade I wrote all those ridiculous blogs, don't go looking for them, I deleted them.
-I'm sorry, I really don't think my life is exciting enough to blog.... except today a MARILEE MOMENT happened, except it was me.
I had to buy white spray paint so I went to Hobby Lobby and I was looking around at all the bottles, and I got very confused, none of the bottles said the colors. But then I figured out how they organize them is that the lid is the color of the paint. I wanted to make sure my hypothesis was correct I pushed the button, and nothing came out, I pushed it again, but I made a bit of a mistake, the bottle was pointed at my face, and more importantly my eyes. I spray painted my eyes!!! I think that was the most pain I seriously have ever felt, immediately I dropped to the ground and started crying, this man walked up and was like.... "um, are you ok", in response I said "NO, OF COURSE NOT!". He then informed me that he would get a hobby lobby employee and he ran off, I was sitting there in so much pain and finally some lady came and told me to remove my contacts and wash out my eyes, which I did, and then I felt all better. Then I went to go buy my paint.... and they don't sell spray paint to anyone under 18.... QUE TRISTE!
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