Damn you Stephanie Meyer

Stephanie if you read this (extremely doubtful) I want tyou to know that I am going through Twilight withdrawal. Now I try not to get too caught up in these things but once I am hooked to something its all over. Your books are absolutely addictive and now I don't know when I will be able to pick up another book without thinking of my favs Edward, Jacob, and Bella. I am a latecomer but I feel like I came just at the right time because they will be fresh on my mind for the movies. Well Stephanie because of you 6 square feet of my wall are occupied with the gorgeous one (Edward). Honestly I used to laugh at the Twihards until I read your fabulous works of literature. Amazing.

Harry Potter

Well everyone emphasis on the one I just saw Harry Potter and the half blood prince. Hmm. I liked it I really genuinely liked it. Not blog worthy for most but I am a known Harry Potter not hater well maybe yes hater is a good word. I couldn't bear the first hundred pages of the first book so I didn't even attept 2-7. I stopped watching the movies after the third one (lost touch with my only diehard Harry Potter fan friend) and so I was surprised. It was mostly easy to follow, I knew what was going on and I actually enjoyed it. Maybe I am getting a more wizard magical taste for books I should probably try reading again.

broadcast journalism

I have decided I want people to know me and I want to major in broadcast journalism at asu and I want to be like Katie couric. Now how do I get there. I have made a decision, thats a first. I am slightly excited for school to start....that is definitely a first. What is all this? Am I growing up? Is my mission at self realization finally breaking the surface that my follower has commented about. I can speak with confidence but I am pretty sure I can't write worth a damn. I don't want to write articles I want to be on your tv in your living room at 7 pm telling you the worlds' tragedies and few and far between happy occurrences. I believe I could be an asset to a news room so now I need to take the steps to get there. Well boys and girls Lauren has finally made a decision now hopefully it sticks.

What am I even talking about?

What AM I talking about? What is everyone talking about? Each other. Striving to gossip as much as possible until one person breaks another person to the core. I feel like I gossiped about myself in one of my posts. The one where I attempted to describe myself in a short list of one word qualities. The word gossip sounds so bubbly and meaningless but that one little word packs a huge kick in the ass. I have no idea who I am or who I want to be so what right to I have trying to describe myself? It is like trying to teach an animal how to talk. Until I am successful at finding my inner self and turning it inside out to show it to the world I have no intention of telling random strangers what I am about. Because I am sure through my posts any person who has a decent judge of character can make a basic analysis. Although I could be BSing this whole blog (not likely).

Emo kids

Who are these emo kids? Why the hell are they so depressed. Personally I find an emo kid quite appealing sans the cutting and hating the world. So I guess that would make them scene. Who's hobbies include thinking hot topic is heaven (or hell) on earth and smoking pot and getting drunk. Ok ok now I am stereo typing which is funny because I am listening to a stereo and typing. Bud dun cha. Yes that was me typing a drum sound. So why do we stereo type... is it really that easy I dont think so. You have to be clever enough to find something an entire group or at least a large portion of it does. So to all the stereo typers in the world there are easier and more amusing hobbies. And to all the emo and scene kids keep your hair long and your skin pasty.

I feel this need...

First of all I feel a need to post. My one and only follower really puts my mind somewhere else which isnt hard considering I practically live in my own world. I feel anxious and I need to explain the below averageness. Is that a word? I spend alot of time thinking about a place I would like to live. A place where people want to hear what I have to say. Where every one gets along and racial boundaries dont exist. But clearly thats not happening and of course the world has some beautiful points so I will probably post that next. I am just 1 person in a population of 6 billion which feels really trippy. Hard to explain the way I think but imagine twisting every possible solution to a fabulous life and putting my face in it. So I need to do something to make that happen someones opinion would be helpful. Thank you my anxiety attack is starting to pass.