Just Like You

location: Studying

mood: busy

music: The One-- Vanessa Carlton

One more day of this crap, four-day weekend from Hell, four days of second-guessing everything, and then I am DONE. The end of school is so incredibly close. It seems kinda surreal. But I also kinda don't want summer to come, 'cause a good friend of mine is moving, and I won't be able to see most of my friends for a majority of the summertime. Then again, summer means tank tops and flip flops, parties and late nights, tan lines and sunscreen, 100 degree days and failing air conditioning. Good stuff.
I hate studying. But I have to do well on pretty much all my finals to boost my grade. There are a couple classes where I could probably fail and still breeze through the class, but that can't be said for my most challenging classes.
Study, study, study. And tend to baking cookies. Later. May the Force be with us all.

Summer!!!!! 

location: Home

mood: calm

music: Nine In the Afternoon

So we went to LA last week. It was a lot of fun; I saw George Foreman (on our plane to LA), Michael Weatherly and Cote dePablo from NCIS (I was literally feet from them!!), two people from iCarly (not that I really care, but they were at Disneyland; the boy and the blonde girl if you care), and Masi Oka and Milo Ventimiglia from Heroes (again, feet from them, this time at LAX going back to H-Town). That was really exciting.
On a different note, a teacher at my school, Ms. Madeline Contreras, died on Monday. She committed suicide. It's still a shock, because I saw her the day before we left. I don't waster my time worrying about the why's, because that's not our right, but it still seems impossible. May she rest in peace.
On a even more different note, I think I need a little more direction in my personal life (aka love life). But I don't know what to say about it.
And, lastly, the Rockets made the playoffs!!!! I really think we have the talent and depth to make it to the second round and beyond this year. But the so-called "analysts" and "experts" don't think so. Psshhhaww. Whatever.

Goodbye, everyone. Please pray for Ms. Contreras. May the Force be with us all. 

mood: sleepy

Yeah, I'm watching Ocean's Eleven right now. Good stuff. So we had our Winter Sports Pep Rally this afternoon, and yesterday during lunch and at the Pius game (HUGE district game, which we won by 3!!!! At THEIR HOUSE!!!!!!) we invented our skit-ultra cool act. AC and Rach came out doing at totally random, very immature ballet piece (inside joke, though; it'd take forever to explain), and the rest of us came out to "Watch My Shoes"; all of us dressed as gangstas, BTW. It was very cool. Then we rapped to our own beat to introduce ourselves. A lot of people say mine was the best:
"My name is Lauren Lo, I always got da score, And if you want a water, I'll get you with a holla!!!!"
It was written by Rach and K-Wiseman, two very funny, very cool people. But yeah, ours was the best. I love the V-Squad. My homies all the way.
We play our second district game tomorrow, and I think a friend of mine goes there. I'd like to see him again. He's a good person.
I'm really very tired. I only got 5 hours of sleep last night. But it's all so glamorous and so worth it. They've blocked LJ permanently at my school, so it's gonna be awhile before I can post again. May the Force be with us all.

location: Home

mood: here it goes again

Ja. I am the proud holder of...a cold. It started with a sore throat yesterday, which was probably in part from the fact that I spent my last night in Willis laughing my ass off with the team. It was the best time, I swear. And I went to sleep at 1:30 in the morning, capping off three very irregular nights of slumber. Last night was the worst. I couldn't fall asleep for 5 hours, and I started to get a stuffy nose, and was lying upstairs shivering under a blanket and listening to the radio. Not fun. But, in case you're wondering (and I know you aren't, but we'll pretend you are), I feel much better today. I'm watching the Redskins-Cowboys game right now, and the 2nd turnover in as many minutes just occured. I hope Dallas loses. A Superbowl matchup between the Colts and the Packers would be a really good game; they have similar playing styles and two great quarterbacks.
But enough of that. My Christmas, in a word, was dry. My presents sucked, except I bought myself an 80GB iPod. But I can't say my Christmas sucked because I went to my crazy aunt's house and had brunch with some of my favorite cousins (Lisa, David & Xavier [the X pronouced like an H], and John, whose girlfriend is incredibly nice), and that was a lot of fun. Oh yeah, I also got the Pirates 3, HP5, and Bourne Ultimatum movies. Very cool.

And my life just turned into what Joe Nichols would call "Brokenheartsville". Michael is dating a girl who is over two years older than he is. It's disgusting. Two years...two months....but I guess it's sorta my fault at the same time. But on the plus side, it clears the way for me to figure a few things out. He can live without me, and I guess I can live without him. 
Hallelujah.
May the Force be with us all.

location: Hotel Dallas...maybe...

mood: calm

music: SC, dudes

Muahahahaha!!!!!
Wherefore I do such a thing, you might ask. Well, I am currently sitting on my bed in a hotel room in Dallas, Texas, awaiting curfew and with the bed all to myself (for tonight at least). It's great fun. I'm up here for a Basketball tournament. So far it's been a lot of fun, and we have four more days. :D
I am so glad that Christmas break is almost here. I swear this year has gone by faster than last one. It seems like just last week I was sitting in sophomore classes for the first time. Bleh. But there is an end in sight, coming with midterms and about three weeks of me time. Though I am annoyed that I don't have shampoo. I bought two different kinds of conditioner earlier, which I only realized once I was in the hotel room, which really ticked me off. I'll try and buy some tomorrow. XD
My Thanksgiving was rather quiet, though I went to my crazy aunt's house (not senile-crazy, just life-of-the-party-crazy, capiche?) to celebrate my grandmother and grandfather's 65th anniversary. We also ate Mexican food; very tasty Mexican food.
An RIP to Sean Taylor and prayers to his family and friends. I'm sure you've heard the story, and I'm sure you know by now that he's passed away. It's really tragic, and let's wish them--and him--the best.
Rockets won, on the other hand. They beat the Suns, which nevuh happens. And tomorrow is the ginormous GREEN BAY-DALLAS GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, yeah. I'm rooting, as always, for Brett Lorenzo Favre and his gang. I may have a mini-party if they win. And I'm wearing my GB Crocs tomorrow. That should be interesting...
Well, later peoples. It's past curfew. (*nudgenudgewinkwink*) May the Force be with us all.

location: Latin 2

mood: Tell me otherwise...

music: No Such Thing- John Mayer

That's how I feel today. At the end of last week, I was overcome with joy. Now I am almost sick with worry. Perhaps "worry" isn't the right word for it; I think distress would work better. Never have I ever disliked someone so much. Not even my pickup song is helping. I just don't know what to do. It's scary. Good Girl says that everything will come around, and I'll know what she thinks soon, especially with the DBL tournament coming up that will keep us in company for three days straight. Besides, Good Girl says, you know that you could always settle for acquaintances, and--. Bad Girl interrupts and says that if it were true, she'd have told me by now, and that there's no use fighting a battle that's been lost for a long, long time. Bad Girl sneers that whatever you got would never be enough. Good Girl shouts consoling words louder. Bad Girl whispers and shakes her head. Good Girl never wins.

Last period was fun. We had an open lab because our teacher didn't feel like making us work out (the class is Fitness), and he just up and left us. There were only 5 of us, and the Senior wanted to watch "Parental Control" on MTV. So one of the Juniors found the MTV channel and we watched one point five episodes of the show before the bell rang and I walked on the treadmill to clear my head. I don't even see why they're making us come to school today. The guys next door have the entire frickin' week off. It's bull shit. But there's not much I can do.
I missed Heroes again last night. But that's okay. I have the rest of the week to catch up.
Later, and may the Force be with us all.