this one goes out to all the ladies..

...with eyebrow issues.

put the tweezers down and back away slowly. now turn around and run.


eyebrows are supposed to be composed of more than three hairs. i don't know what compels you to pluck your eyebrows into odd angry shapes, but please, just let them be. i mean if you have caterpillars above your eyes, by all means clean it up, or if you have a unibrow like a muppet, then go ahead, clean the middle up. but really, other than that, just leave them alone. you look really weird with no eyebrows. just sayin.

i have no idea why, but this is one of my biggest pet peeves.

"Would you like to run away with me? We can hide away on trains and watch the scenery play like a film. We can hitchhike with strangers and listen to the stories they tell. We’ll make love in a cheap hotel room, and tell the neighbors that they were only hearing the television. We can explore this new terrain and sleep beneath sea stars. We can fill in the gaps of our conversations with kisses, so that we will never know an awkward silence. We can build a home among the thinkers and the lovers. And if you should ever disappear, know that I will disappear with you."
(via utmt, originally from haven't got a prayer.)

i think my blogs pretty much a tumblr now. either way, i thought this was nice. i'd love to runaway and have an adventure, but i'm limited by my schooling. right now i have to wait and finish it. i can't complain too much, i'll graduate uni with a degree by the time i'm 20, i think i can handle that. i have my whole life to adventure.

hi ho hi ho its off to work we go

today i look like a lumberjack. i'm totally wearing a waffle shirt and plaid flannel. cool.


craig and i are working on an a-z alphabet book. just for kicks. last night i was working on the letter g. g is for giraffe. so far we have:
a is for angles
b is for braces
c is for claw
d is for dandruff
e is for
f is for
g is for giraffe

any suggestions for wicked stuff letters could stand for? let me know!

call it off by tegan and sara. pisses me off that youtube is all about not breaking copyrights now, i can't find any of the real vids i want to watch anymore. lame.

either way, this song came on yesterday and my sis and i were driving to meet up with our folks for dinner and it caught me off guard by making me feel like tears were about to sprout, i held it back. holla.

p.s: i just remembered when i was in a hotel in bulgaria this summer, the rooms screen door was open and in the next room on the patio my bf's sister and gf were singing together to a tegan and sara song, it was really sweet :)

romeo and juliet

i've never been one of those people who needs to be around people, or enjoys going out every day/night. this week i was out everyday. i'm so peopled out that i'm slightly in a bad mood. i'm so peopled out, that i'm not even gonna try to go to school today.

tuesday: i had movie plans but they were cancelled so i called up an old friend and had a chill night at his friends place, watching people play video games. it reminded me of my last months/summer after grade 12.
wednesday: after school i went to craig's for a bit. his cousins showed up later for their manly taco night
thursday: i went out with a group of my sister's friends (and obviously my sister) for sushi. i didn't really like the sushi. one of the people we were with was super rude.
friday: worked all day, then a bunch of us went to the zoo and the toad.
saturday: worked all day, went to kelseys and went out for dinner/dessert, and got creative with a free dress i'd brought back from work.
sunday: went to polo and spent too much money.

talk show host is now on repeat. this was on a mix cd i had a while back. i still think mix cds from loverboys are the best. if food is the way to a mans heart, mix cds and movie nights are the way to mine.
i feel a little bit guilty listening to (and enjoying) radiohead: best of, because the band didn't want it to be produced.

my jacket smells like perfume because yesterday i accidentally got it everywhere. it smells nice, but strong.

shoppin..everyday i'm hustlin

i've been told that i wear too much grey and black...




today, i went money spendin.
-skirt from aritzia
-dress from guess. originally $98...i got it for just over $10. pretty much 90% off....it fits me perfect so whatever. is there something ghastly wrong with it i'm not seeing? (if you look closely, you can see hemmingway (my tattoo...yes i named my tattoo) peeking through)
hurray for discounts.

i also picked up radiohead: best of:

and once i get paid i'm pretty sure i'll be snagging:

(it's a gwen stefani purfume if ya don't know...it smells awesome)

yikes. this has been another "look at all of the things lauren wastes her money on" post. enjoooooy.

february first

"If I fall along the way pick me up and dust me off. And if I get too tired to make it be my breath so I can walk. If I need some other love give me more than I can stand. And when my smile gets old and faded wait around I’ll smile again." -i read this on upon the mountain top, thought it was sweet, googled it and found out it's bent by matchbox twenty. still like it.



(pics from utmt)
i have a thing about looking at people's pictures. even if i have no clue who they are, i love it. i think people are too interesting not to look at.

frank warren of postsecret came to my uni this week and talked and such, it was really cool, i'm glad i went. people always say that they like postsecret because it brings people together and makes you feel less alone. i think it usually just makes me so sad, because so many people feel so sad. frank had said in his speech that everyone has a secret that could break your heart, and again i think that was supposed to make us feel less alone, but it just made me want to cry. i wish we weren't all so focused on negative things all the time. i think i gave all my secrets away. i told my last boyfriend absolutely all of them, it was scary to lose the last one. but that may not be true about not having secrets, i think i'm blatantly obvious with things sometimes but no one else gets it and so maybe when i think i'm telling people things i'm really not at all. it's kind of silly, and i've said it before, but i think i talk in code that's too hard to crack.

i had a dream that i went to Jamaica and my sister made friends with everyone at the resort and they kept ditching me. then later in a new dream i had moved to l.a and this guy stole my spray paint and sprayed me with it on my collar and all over my back, and then after i got mad and left him i ran into friends and i told them what happened and they told me that "i love you" was written across my collar and i got sad. then i was on a bus that i thought was a parade float and ended up back in winnipeg and obama as a teenager was with me and some other people i went to highschool with.

i went and looked at birds today at petland. i want a budgie. they're pretty cheap, but i think they'll live too long. (is that an awful thing to say?)

i did something that i needed to do yesterday, and it made me sad. i hope things happen the way it was discussed it would. i hope i didn't hurt too many feelings. i've discovered it takes a lot for me to give up on people. i think that will be what destroys me in the end. but i think it could be worth it, so i'm ok with that.