lauren123: i'm threw with that fugging texting.
lauren123: and idk how to spell threw
ang :): lol
ang :): i love u
ang :): made me laugh
lauren123: is this dorothy? ((Angela's sister who i love xD ))
ang :): through.....haha
ang :): well that was ang
ang :): but technically its dorth ((I'm never sure who i'm talking to))

lauren123: k
lauren123: well i CAN go  ((talking about me being able to go to the movies tomorrow with stephen and some friends, stephen is my best guy friend, i love him like a brother, but he sometimes gets on my nerves just so you know))
lauren123: which i sent 3 times ((to her jacked up phone, she never got the text))
lauren123: then she said she got the txt and then asked if i could go
lauren123: so im not texting anymore
lauren123: it's not good for me in the frustrated state that im in
lauren123: so yes, i can go to the movies
lauren123: and i just took a shower
ang :): lol
laurenbowles123: which was a horrible experience
ang :): y r u frustrated
lauren123: well it's a long story
ang :) i have time
lauren123: k, well I asked dad to go to the movies tomorrow with STEPHEN
ang :): ang says its ur phone ((And it was NOT my phone, ang has a crappy phone and she never gets the txts i send her, so no, it was not my phone))
lauren123: Now this is stephen we're talking about here
lauren123: the boy who i've been friends with for 2 years
lauren123: he's my best guy friend
lauren123: and dad KNOWS who i'm talking about
lauren123: so anyways
lauren123: he waits like 2 hours
lauren123: "thinking" about it.
lauren123: wtf
lauren123: my mom would have been like, sure
lauren123: so anyways
ang :): lol
lauren123: he finally says, "so it'll be "This boy" and who else?"
lauren123: WTF
lauren123: WTF
lauren123: WTF
ang :): lol
ang :): sounds like my dad
lauren123: HE IS NOT "THAT BOY!!" he is my friend, whos A FRIEND.
lauren123: i don't like that boy like that
lauren123: yet DAD refers to him as THAT BOY
lauren123: aaaanywayyysss.....................
ang :): lol
lauren123: so he FINALLY says yes, after saying "just there and back *gives the look*"
ang :): thats funny
lauren123: "no where else"
lauren123: "no dad, just to the movies"
lauren123: "so what time"
lauren123: "1:20"
lauren123: "and who all
lauren123: is going?"
lauren123: "just Stephen, whos my best guy friend, and angela,"
lauren123: "stephen's friend is going too, and andrew and his girlfriend" <<me still
lauren123: dad >> "ok"
lauren123: GAH, why didn't he just say yes in the first place and saved all the drama for his mama
ang :): lol
ang :):
ang :): and this is y i love u
lauren123: ok, so now it's like, 10:30, and I need to shower
lauren123: so i go to shower
lauren123: what is something you usually expect to be in a shower?????
lauren123: water
lauren123: check
lauren123: towel
lauren123: ((still haven't showered)) shiz, now i gotta go find a towel in all my nudity, i get a small baby towel and leave the bathroom where the hot water has been running for like, 10 min
lauren123: ok, towel
lauren123: check
lauren123: razor
lauren123: OMFG. u have to be fugging kidding me.
lauren123: I yet again leave the bathroom for a RaZoR
lauren123: ok, get back, finally get in the shower
lauren123: get soaking wet and look around for SOAP
lauren123: SOAP people, SOAP lives in the shower and should always remain so
lauren123: but NOOOOO, the universe is out to get me.
lauren123: so I growl ((don't ask, but i growled))
lauren123: and step out SOAKING WET, wrap a friggin towel around me and stomp to my dad's bathroom
lauren123: try to turn on the light in his room to get to his bathroom and not kill myself
lauren123: no light
lauren123: continue stomping
lauren123: yank soap out of the shower, and throw open sister's door and tell her to put stuff back in the bathroom where she got it from
lauren123: dad yells at me to quit yelling
lauren123: stomp to my bathroom
lauren123: get back in shower.
lauren123: FINALLY ABLE TO SHOWER!!!
lauren123: i can hardly believe it
ang :): and once again....ur stories make my day
ang :): and i love u
lauren123: i love u too =]
lauren123: and i feel better
lauren123: not quite done yet tho
ang :): love u more bffaeuddup
lauren123: ok, so b4 i got in i turned on the ipod on the ipod player
lauren123: and i clicked SHUFFLE
lauren123: but the ipod is out to get me too, so it repeats the lion king song about a ba-jillion times
lauren123: no lie
lauren123: but that wasn't so bad, b/c i like that song
lauren123: "Oh i Just can't WAIT to be kiiiing!!!"
lauren123: there
ang :): lol
lauren123: now i'm done

((the end. and I'm very stressed out about finding time to pack for camp, now i'm going to the movies. It's tough having to be at my dad's house, even though i love my dad, and love being here, but I NEED to pack, and all my stuff is at my mom's house.  I freak out about packing, I'm so freaked I'll forget something, then I'll over pack, but still be relle worried))

I made some rice crispy treats and they're yummy!!

Camp news first

   Layla called last week and said she can't go the week of camp we usually go and might not be able to go at all, I got really upset, like really depressed. My family kept telling me not to worry so much until I knew for sure what would happen. She talked to her father and convinced him to let her come the following week, so I'm going to have to go to camp two weeks in a row. Coming home for the weekend.

   Not that I mind!  Well I don't mind that much, but I kinda do mind a little. I mean, if her dad had just let her go the usual week, and not been so mean, then I probably would have been able to see her for two weeks, but now that she's going a week later, we only get to see each other for one week. Because I have band camp the week afterwards. At least she can go though, I need to be grateful for that. Nic will just come that one week too.

   So this Sunday my sisters and I leave for Christian camp!!! I'm kinda scared a little, I'm not going to have any friends there, so I'll have to get over my shyness and make some friends. I'm really going to try too, I don't want to dislike my first week of camp, I really want to enjoy it!! And I don't want to be a lonely loner, that wouldn't be much fun.

   I'm still excited though, kinda, I guess.Well I'm just nervous about what I'm going to do!! I don't know anyone, and I'm somewhat shy. *sigh*

133.something

   Since I started exercising and eating less, about 2-3 weeks ago, I lost 2 pounds  I'm happy that I actually have lost weight though. It's really not much at all, but it's something, and I'm proud of that. And on top of that, I haven't done anything since last Thursday. I'm frustrated at myself for that. Once you skip a day, it's hard to get back on track.

   This weekend I went to my friend, Ericka's, house who I haven't hung out with in  F O R E V E R! And had a great time! We use to be best friends and hang out like every weekend, but we kinda grew apart, which is sad, especially when there's no reason at all. However, we've started talking again, and it's like nothing ever happened! What I mean is, we just picked up where we left off. We went to her boyfriend's friend's grandmother's house Friday night xD ((the friend was weird and I don't like him)) But that's mean. It was on a farm and so cool! There was a pool, lake, 4-wheelers, dogs, cows, goats.... It was fun   we went fishing too. And slept on a palet in the floor xD which was not too comfortable btw. We had to wake up at 7 the next morning! The guys had to go help someone move. So Ericka and I went and got my car from my house, got breakfast, and went back to her house to get ready for the day. It's exciting having a license xD

    Well I was going to say more, but I forgot what it was. Oh well, this is long enough.

I blogging

  That is the question. And the reason I ask this question is because I had a really bad scare today while out jogging. When I'm at my dad's house I walk down the road, around this very small loop, and jog back to the house. I do that over and over again, and today it actually felt good to run ((I'm getting better!)) It was still light out, but the sun was about to set so I was going to go one more 'lap' and then go inside for the night. I got down to the loop when I noticed a white truck down the road near my dad's driveway. It was just sitting there. I got the creeps immediately. They had their lights on, and didn't move for what felt like 5 minutes. At the edge of the loop is a small bunch of trees, hiding what's behind them from the view of the road ((where my dad's driveway, and now the sadistic [in my mind anyways] truck waited.))

I felt trapped, hiding behind this thin group of trees that I hoped was blocking me from the truck's view. I could still see their headlights shining. They eventually decided to make their way down the road toward me, the scared crap-less teenage girl. Now this could all be in my head, but it was so.....real. I have never before today felt so scared that someone was trying to get me. As they were coming down the road, I kept the trees between me and the truck. Hoping to God they couldn't see me.

Then the truck stopped again. Imagine the trees i'm describing like a rectangle, at first the truck and I were on the long sides opposite each other. Now we were each on a shorter side. There was a big brick sign for a church across the road. I ran as fast as I could toward it, it wasn't very far. The truck continued to sit and look sinister. I didn't think they could see me so I ran for dear life towards the thick woods that surrounded my dad's house. There was a big garden I ran through, leaving dozens of footprints in the dirt/not so much mud.

I didn't know I could run so fast and so much after already tired from walking and jogging for about 45 min. But I booked it! I got to the woods and thank God, they were thick! There were a few barbed wire fences, but there was no stopping me. My mind was in freak out mode. I'm deathly afraid of spiders, or so I thought, but I welcomed the webs that ran across my arms, way better than the unknown driver of that truck. The trees and branches were no match for me! Well except for one time when I toppled head first over a big branch and got a heck of a scratch on the back of my left leg. Ugh.

Then I saw my dad's beautiful house!! There it was, beckoning, and my dad was sitting right inside to protect me. I made it to the porch and sat down. Breathing heavy but with a sense of security. I didn't want to go inside yet. I started to cry a little, but just till I got a hold of my self, like 5 seconds later. I finally got myself inside and took a cold shower. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would.

Of course now I have scratches all over my legs now thanks to the glorious combination of shorts and running through woods. I called the neighbor and asked him if he had company earlier in a white truck, or if he saw anyone, ((making sure I wasn't acting like a mindless, paranoid, retard.)) But no one had been by there.

I am not telling my parents. Then I wouldn't be allowed to go jogging. Of course now I'm freaked, so IDK what I'm going to do. We have a member ship to a small gym nearby, but I like being on a track, or outside, and all they have are treadmills. But I might try that tomorrow and see how I like it. They have tv's above them xD

Not exercising is not an option, I'm getting better, there's no way I'm stopping because of some freak.

Well sorry that was so long, my goodness, if you're still reading, I bet you hate me for writting so much xD

((New phobia)) --> white trucks *shiver*

                               !No! Make it go away!                          

I blogging and hate freaky people in freaky white trucks.