Christians at an alehouse?

Despite the fact that I didn't get into bed until 2:00 AM last night, and then Tie stole all the covers, Grad Night last night was pretty bomb.
And yeah, I was the only one who didn't whip out a brand new prom dress for the occassion.
But my dress was one of those perfect, God-given shopping moments.
You see it and you just know.
Because my life is a romantic comedy with Meg Ryan and Hugh Jackman.
Ew, I just watched "Kate and Leopold" and it was terrible.
They always describe Meg Ryan's characters as "quirky" and "independent" when the proper word would probably be "ditzy" or "clueless".
Anyway.
Good times.
And the pastors didn't give me questionable stares because of the amount of leg and cleavage I was showing.
Speaking of pastors, Pastor Mike hid under the stage for 3 HOURS during the "Clue"-esque production put on during dinner.
It's always the quiet ones...
...but it was really Milton Bradley.
And it was a little disappointing pulling up to BJ's in Tacoma after a seemingly endless drive, but the Pizookies were totally worth it.
And the flatbread pizza.
Mmmm, vanilla bean ice cream.
And our waitress was all wise and actually enjoyed her job.
Why that was memorable, I don't know why.
But she was nice.
And had cool hair.
And gave Josh an orchard full of lemons for his homemade lemonade.
Harry Potter seems like perfect summer reading material.
Because every book opens in the beginning of summer, when it's hot out and everyone but Harry is lazing about.
And then, while you laze about yourself, you get to read about a school 10 times cooler than yours will ever be.
Even if it's always cold there.

Good haul. Excellent haul this year.

My mom made me drive to Tacoma today.
-_-
It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it was definitely very irritating sitting in the car with two parents who thought my tense shoulders and annoyed expression were due to extreme nervousness rather than extreme anger.
Because it's really annoying having your mom sit in the passenger seat going, "Slow down. Speed up. Okay, speed up a little.... Okay, okay.... Lauren! Are you paying attention? He's merging! Okay, just STAY IN THIS LANE. STAY IN THIS LANE. STAY IN THIS LANE. What are you doing? Make a lane change."
And then my dad decided to compliment my driving whilst clinging desperately to the back seat.
Yes, Dad. My peripheral vision is THAT good.
Too bad that, regarding love languages, "Words of Encouragement" is bumped down to #4, right next to "Acts of Service", when I'm driving.
Ironically, we were listening to The Ting Ting's "Shut up and let me go".
But we made it, and now I've completed 7 hours of driving time.
Only 43 more hours to go.
My birthday was fairly EXCELLENT, by the way. Not to brag. It just was. And all my teachers liked my birthday chicken.
I got three of those, along with a pretty awesome promise ring, some giftcards, and a cross necklace.
Then I got more practical gifts from family.
But they all came in pink, which I'm sorry to say I really like.
The party was pretty cool, but things got kind of out-of-hand with a game of Truth or Dare when the sheltered people refused to answer Truths, but didn't want to take part in Dares (yet still insisted on playing?), and then a couple that had broken up a week previous "got back together" and made things awkward and confusing for everyone (especially the guy's Tolo date. Yeah, I know.).
Other than that, though, it was fun.
And there's no school tomorrow, which might just be the best birthday present of them all.
No car, but there's always next year.
And until then, I have a pretty sweet Buick LeSabre I can run you over with.
16 is looking good so far.
I can now legally get drunk in Germany on their crappy German beer! Woooo!

2009: Was it really worth the wait?

How come tons of people stay up until midnight on New Year's Eve just so they can scream, make out, and drink champagne?
I mean, they can do that any other day of the year.
And I know they want to be part of the brief moment when 2008 changes to 2009, but really? You'll enjoy it much more during your nightly cycle of REM than in the middle of the night, insanely drunk.
And the Chinese New Year is in February, yet we think it's weird when they stay up all night to ring in THEIR new year.
Oh well.
Truthfully, I love New Year's Eve. We always go out for Chinese food, chill at the Japanese bookstore, and buy tons of Asian candy.
Mmm, sweet and sour spareribs.
That and the steamed pork dumplings.
Cranberry chicken is all right, too, but Nathan ordered something called drunken chicken and it turned out to be fairly disgusting.
I mean, you were supposed to eat the MARROW.
MARROW!!!!
"The Legend of Zelda" is the best 80's show ever.
"HEY! Excuuuuuuuuuse me, princess!"
There is NO way Mia is an INFJ. People are talking about taking the Meyers-Briggs Personality test on the message boards, and some are distraught that they aren't "just like Mia".
The Sensor motto is practically, "I don't know unless you tell me". They don't ASSUME things; they have to HEAR it for it to be true.
So frustrating.
And Mia does this A LOT.
So she has to be a Sensor.
And she has a lot of trouble making decisions quickly.
Therefore, she can't be a Judger. She has to be a Perceiver.
That would make her an ISFP.
Cheer up, message board girls. You're more like Mia than you think...unfortunately.
It's going to be Michael.
The book comes out in 5 days and it's going to be Michael.
Ugh.
I brought my mom up to speed on the plot, and when I told her about Michael she started screaming.
At him, not me.
If my mom's mad about it, he must be a jerk.
But Meg Cabot made it very clear that Mia would not end up single: it will be either Michael or JP.
Crap.

Rawr, I'm the Kraken!

Hmmm, I'm seeing a pattern.
People are odd.
Or rather, the GHOSTS of people.
That makes me miss Nathan. He's visiting for Thanksgiving!
Nathan: gHoOoOoOoOoOsTs!!!!
And so is Marie!!!
She doesn't yell "gHoOoOoOoOoSts" very often, though.
Pastor Barry is starting in Titus and preached about the qualities of a pastor. He spent a little bit of timing emphasizing the woman's role in the church, and how women should not be pastors.
It's weird that this is such a gray area when it's explicitly stated in the Bible that women should have not have a leadership role in spiritual matters in the church.
Some people walked out. Poor Pastor Barry.
Two random people stayed at our house last night. They were part of a traveling singing group that's going to be in our area for a while and they needed housing. It was kind of weird, but they were nice and weren't even here for long. One was from Tennessee, and the other from Alaska. She can see Russians from her backyard.
That's a Sarah Palin joke.
Which you probably all know.
Ooh, that Sarah Palin.
It's weird seeing people you grew up with mature and become a totally different person (not always in a bad way).
Robert came to our concert on Thursday and his voice has changed and he's at least 2 inches taller than me.
Oh yeah, and he's shaving.
People I used to hang out with all the time in junior high aren't exactly my friends anymore, and some people I used to know aren't even in the same country now.
Was there a massive Change Tornado I was unaware of?
Apparently.
Tie resists change. And she's needy.
And she crawled into bed with me at 6:00 because it was cold.
So she lay in the middle and spread out, forcing me to huddle near the wall.
Good practice for marriage, I guess.
Which would sound perverted if you hadn't read all of the above content.
Would you all like to toast metaphorically with me? Here's an imaginary champagne glass (it's okay even if you don't drink: there are no imaginary drinking laws).
Here's to switching out of history!!

Thai Kwan Dough

OMG, WE HAVE A DOG!!! Tie is SOOOO amazing and cute, and she fits right into our family. She especially loves my dad, and he pretends not to like her, but whatever. Right now she's watching TV with us. Well, with my family. I'm blogging and printing my Romeo and Juliet essay.
Okay, it sounds nerdy, but I went to "Disney's High School Musical On Tour" at the Paramount last night, and it was pretty sweet. The singers and actors were so much better than the mediocre teen stars we've come to know and love. Well, except for Kelsi, who was creepy, and Sharpay, who was overly annoying.
And Ryan, who actually had a brain and was fruitier than usual.
And the night wasn't perfect, as we took my 7-year-old cousin and she totally hated it and was complaining about our seats, so we moved, and the people behind us were drunk!! Yay!! So that sucked.
Yaaaaah, finished my essay.
I'm never going to the beach again.
"Hola! Excellente!"
"What does that mean?"
"It's Spanish!!"
"...."

Lauren's Conversation with her mind

Mind: So, how do you feel?
Me: .... About...what???
Mind: You know...
Me: .... Um, no.
Mind: You're just avoiding the question. This signifies low self esteem.
Me: Shut up. I do not have low self esteem.
Mind: Aw, do you want to talk about your complicated love life?
Me: WHAT???
Mind: Just a suggestion.
Me: I don't have a complicated love life. I don't even have a love life.
Mind: Are you sure? Isn't that what you've been fussing over all this time?
Me: Uh...no.
Mind: Wait. How come, if I'm your mind, I have no idea what's going on in...myself.
Me: I have no idea.
Mind: ....
Me: ....

Yeah.
MORE QUIZZES!

You Were Pretty Average This Year

You Were 45% Naughty, 55% Nice You tried to be a good girl this year... But as you know, being good isn't that fun! If you're extra sweet, you may have enough time to get on that nice list.

Were You a Naughty Girl or Nice Girl this Year?

I read "Jake Riley: Irreparably Damaged" last night. That was a weird book. I was pretty sure it was about an abusive boyfriend, but I was wrong.

You Should Be a Fiery Redhead

Bold, head turning, and sure to show off your skin and eyes.

What Kind of Redhead Should You Be?

It was actually about a slightly perverted (okay, really perverted) kid who went to juvie and he's friends with this farm girl, and within the first three pages he's taking off her shirt. :o It was like, "Um, right. What's going on?" And the rest was really perverted as well.
Why is showing a girl porn and suggesting, "We could do that together," romantic???

Your Inner Eye Color Is Blue

You've got the personality of a blue eyed women You're intense and expressive - and always on the go You've also got a sweet, playful side - which draws men in

What Color Eyed Woman Are You Really?

Boring eyes.
Wha??? There were some new quizzes...and now they're gone. They'll probably be there tomorrow. YAY, they're BACK!
I kind of liked Jake, tho. Except he made it sound like he'd experienced gay rape and I was all, "Man, that SUCKS," but it turns out he was into the gay sex experience. :P The whole sympathy thing sort of went out the window. But he kept being all, "I'm not gay, because I'd like to try girls," but he still likes gay sex. It kept him going in reform school. Please excuse my vomit.
And he was convicted of manslaughter, not murder. Silly Lainey. But it was kind of creepy because it was like 11:30 at night and Jake kept climbing on the roof in the book and watching Lainey sleep WHILST HOLDING A GUN.
VBS was pretty fun. We played a game where the kids would throw nerf balls and crumpled up aluminum foil at each other and the one with the least balls on their side would win. Yeah, I know, there are so many jokes I could make out of that. Ahem. Matt.

You Should Honeymoon in Mexico!

After planning your wedding, all you want to do is relax No busy honeymoon for you. You'll take a warm beach and a cool cocktail. Plus, you can stay in a super swank hotel for cheap And discover that there's little better than a pool with a built in bar! Suggested destinations: Cancun, Acapulco, Cabo San Lucas, Cozumel

Where Would Your Dream Guy Take You on Your Honeymoon?

Do I really want to go to Mexico??? I heard it's overrated. Especially Cancun.
I'm *shuffle shuffle shuffle* LAUREN!
Yeah.
NO PIPPIN DON'T DO IT!
Pippin: *screws over the whole company*
Gandalf: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I love Miss Popularity. Free game sucks.
MORE QUIZZES!
I just realized the "Robert" on my favorite music blog might very well be BOB SMITHOUSER, which isn't bad, but I have dissed him several times on my blog. Let's just hope he never reads it. I do like his stance on music on his blog though, because he actually GETS IT. He doesn't listen purely to Christian music and he knows that just because music might be profane or sexual doesn't mean it isn't good, which I'm cool with. I don't know, maybe it's just his movie thing. >:P I'll ask him.
Lol, a quiz about alcohol. I don't drink, but I'll take it anyways.
Lol. "Keep partying, but as always, know when you've hit your limit!"

You Don't Drink Too Much

Looks like you're a social drinker, at worst! Keep partying, but as always, know when you've hit your limit.

Are You a Drunk Diva or a Crunk Chick?

Hehehehe. I don't know, when I'm 21, that Mike's Hard Lemonade looks pretty good.
Do men think I'm a good date? This is the question I ask myself as I lie in bed, alone in the dark, crying myself to sleep because NO ONE LOVES ME.
Hahahahaha. Sooooo emo.
No, I don't actually ask myself that question. I have much better things to think about, or try not to think about.
Methinks I'm a bad date...
Ooooh, a pretty good date.
Self esteem levels: *rise*
Yeah, really.

You Are A Pretty Good Date!

You're kind, considerate, and usually a great date Occasionally, you slip up - but who doesn't? Just make sure to keep everything light and friendly And you'll be asked out again in no time

Do Men Think You're a Good Date?

Blah, some of these look dumb and....dumb. Mostly relationship crap. "Who wears the pants? Who wears the pants?"
2 more.
It looks like a book! Don't ask.
Gross. I don't want to smell like jasmines. Or sandalwood. Who DOES want to smell like sandalwood??? Rose = sex appeal. Well, I just switched shampoos and bought rose hip scented Herbal Essences. That should make them happy.
PEPPERMINTS = FAVE!

Your Fragrance Profile

The best calming fragrance: jasmine The best fragrance for everyday wear: sandalwood The best fragrance to boost your sex appeal: rose The best fragrance for energy: peppermint

What's Your Fragrance Profile?

I think this was from "321 Penguins": One more! One more! One more! One more!
Hahaha. This quiz should be good.
Oh no! Imaginary Guy and I are TOAST!!

You Would Not Pick Your Boyfriend Again!

When you and your boyfriend first met, things were different. And now that the initial chemistry has worn off, you're finding that he's not right for you. As much as it hurts, you know that you need to let him go - and find someone worthy of your love. The good news is, you can be happier. You just have to make it happen.

Would You Pick Him Again?

Hahahaha. Ouch. I just dumped an imaginary person.

Which is sweeter, BLOOD OR CHOCOLATE? Toughie...

I STILL can't find "blood and Chocolate" at the library. According to Jordan, it's behind the desk now because EVERYONE wanted to read it.
Also according to Jordan, it's a disturbing book.
Thanks, Jordan.
But I kind of accidentally lied and said that I had it reserved. It wasn't like I was PLANNING on this and my life thrives on lying to Jordan. It was just one of those deals where you say something stupid and have to stick with it or else they'll know you're a lying liar.
So I can either tell him the truth, even though it's not that big a deal, lie and say I decided not to read it, or lie and say I finished it AFTER checking it out at the library. The CITY library, not the school one.
Our new security guard is psycho. He must be. He won't let you breathe in the halls unless you have a pass. So I have to hide from him.
I was giving some girl named Ashley her schoolbooks back during Office Assistant and he was like, "Where's your HALL PASS!!??" I didn't even bother that time. I just went, "I'm an office assistant." and wearily went back inside with my ripped backpack, which has been ruined, thanks to Tyler.
Tyler: You're welcome.
I totally beat Diner Dash last night. It was too easy.
But the end was lame.
SO I'VE STARTED UP AGAIN.
I need some new quizzes to take.
What's with all the dumb "Which guy would you fall for?" quizzes? I keep getting "the emo guy".
AAAAAAAAAAAAGH, I swear, it's a curse. If there's some goodlooking guy next year who's name is Matt, I'll probably kill myself. 2 years in a row, third times a charm. I bet he'll be a sevvie this time and I'll be all, "Um, psyche, you're hot AND your name is Matt (which is weird because I keep meeting hot emos of that name at this school), but you're TOO YOUNG FOR ME!" And I'm not allowed to date.
I was just thinking about it because registration is coming up and I'm SO PSYCHED for freshman year.
I was also thinking about how we have a 2-car garage and we don't even put the cars in it. Who does that anyways, that's what driveways are for. Even if I had a Mercedes, I wouldn't put my car in the garage. But that will never happen seeing as my dad thinks if he buys me a nice car, I'll get high and die in a car crash.
I mean, forget the fact that I've sworn off drugs, casual sex, sex of any kind, and excessive/underage drinking. BUt not alchohol. As I've said...once before, as soon as I hit 21, I'll go to SC and enjoy a beer with my grandpa.
Even though's he not allowed to drink either. Diabetes.

"Get away from my daddy, tramp!"

Lol, that's like the one good line from "Daddy's Little Girls". I kind of want to see "Music and Lyrics". I need to read "Bridge to Terabithia", even though I'm not going to go see the movie and I already know the ending. "GET AWAY FROM MY DADDY, TRAMP!"
AAAAAAAAAGH, it's just too funny.
We had our first away game today. Played the Knights? i thought they were the Bulldogs, but no, they're the Lady Knights. I GET TO PLAY NEXT THURSDAY! YESSSSSSSS! Thank God for tryouts... Buuuuut, it was a long day. *phew* I didn't even play. I kind of want to play...and in a way, don't really want to? I don't know.
It was nice to come home, take off my jacket and tie (I was seriously wearing a blazer and tie. We had to dress up today. Everyone kept commenting on the tie?), and find pizza sitting on the table for me (awwwwww... Follow that up with Skittles and possibly a milkshake? Yesh.).
"GET AWAY FROM MY DADDY, TRAMP!" AAAAAAAAGH, it never gets old.
There was a cute baby at the game.
Dodedodedodododododoodode.
Nicole had cupcakes. I took one and stole another.
Yum.
They had pink frosting. Which might go in my milkshake?
OFFICE IS ON TONIGHT!
Why do I really feel like some alchohol? I always spell that wrong. Apparently drunkeness and addiction runs in the family. I used to be morally opposed to alchohol, but there's a difference between drinking and DRINKING, you know what I mean? Besides, Jesus drank wine. So if you don't get drunk, one drink is fine, i guess. Just as long as it's legal. As soon as I'm 21, I'm buying myself a six-pack of Mike's Hard Lemonade.
YESH.