Drinkin as usual.

Drinky-poo with me and Nicole @ Seacret's


















Funnin' in the sunnin'. We lay out for hours.
















Nicole and meeeee strikin' a pose.





















Me the day after my pukefest at Seacret's. Someone slipped roofies in our drinks. I wish I was kidding you.

















I got the jeez ew shitz end of the deal that day! (I almost made a seperate post for this one picture as I knew everyone would have a field day with it).






















Nicole and me at dinner. I had yummy salmon.

















Nicole and I looking hawt before Seacret's yet again.





















I could not find any balls.
















Me and Frank the Tank! I heart him!!















Sippy sippy















You know you wanna party with me!!!!!

Me and Cousin partying hard in Federal Hill

Me and Cousin (my roomie for those unfamiliar) livin' it up downtown.


"I wear my sunglasses at night so I can so I can.."


2 drunks!!!





Me and Cousin should totally be on 8th and Ocean.


Haaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaay! So gone!!

more fotos later..

I have more but effing blogger won't let me post fotoz all the sudden. Bastards.

Drunken Times in Ocean City at Seacrets

We WILL drunk dial you. OH YES, we WILL drunk dial you.





















Hayyyyyyyyyyy! You konw I'm double drinkin the big bamboos!!
















Me and a random















My infamous chug through a straw face:
















Nicole and me (makin faces at u)















Me kissing my b.f.f.!! haha
















haaaa-aaaay. Just a little tipsy.





















Runnin away in dance mode from this random guy. You'd run too.














CHEERS! Sweet tarts shooters!! My fav!














Muah! You know you wanna kiss us.

I used to ache for you
It was all I would do
All I would do
It was all I could do.

Tears from songs
For a call
Longing to belong
To you

There was fire there
Hot and painful
But now that flare
Has simmered

I have someone
But it isn't you
So why do I
Want you too?
You're ideal
Prince Charming
Your voice your presence
It's so unarming
Talking to you
Is easy and hard
I'm overwhelmed with joy
I let go of my guard
When you speak to me
I get a feeling like this..
I want to shut your mouth
With an insane kind of kiss
I sit here and think
And freeze at this thought
How you really don't know
Something you ought
Sinning I may be
Scandal I wonder
Because now I want
To start some thunder
Not come up for air
Not ever a breath
I may have to take this
Thought to my death
Or maybe not
Maybe we will be
Maybe in time Someday. We'll see.
Into you
Is what I am
It's only us
Forget them

fotos

Go to:

http://www.malibuslakeside.com

Click on "Photos."

Click on the ones from the date May 20, 2006

Find pictures: DSCF4960.jpg, DSCF4961.jpg, and DSCF4963.jpg

Me and my peeps.

I'm one of those people who laughs at my own jokes.

What's the deal with everyone being so frumpy?

I mean we all have bad days, but I know not everyone in that tannin salon on Friday was pissed off at somethin.

Let me explain:

I was committing to unlimited tanning on Friday evening, filling out the paperwork, signing my life away, etc. "_____Tanning Salon is not responsible if you die from overexposure.."
And all that jazz.

So anyways...I scoot myself to the side of the front counter so that others can get their tan on and there's a lady next to me tellin the girl at the counter her name, etc. There's like 2 other women behind her in line. There's another line of a couple of people beside line number one, as there are 2 girls behind the counter. There's also someone sitting on the bench waiting.

So there's this hand mannequin...it's like from the elbow down to the hand, and it's standing upright to show off "nail covers." Nail covers, for guys who don't know and girls who should know, are those little "finger" things that cover your nails when you tan so that the tanning bulb rays don't discolor your freshly manicured nail colors.
So I, being the bright girl that I am, accidentally knock it over when I slide my wallet aside to make room on the counter.
BANG!
The hand mannequin goes flyin across the counter.

I immediately start laughing, because this is FUNNY.

I sit the hand back up, saying, "HAHAHA..I KNOCKED OVER THE HAND!!"

What could have been a funny event for us all to laugh about and clear all the strange indifference in the air was brutally DENIED!!

The woman in line beside me just looked at me stone-faced. The girls behind the counter looked like they didn't even notice that it happened b/c they were so busy..
Everyone else just glanced at me, or didn't look up.

The potential funny moment (for me) became a nerd retard moment (for me) when no one laughed with me.

I MEAN HOW IS THAT NOT FUNNY THAT I KNOCKED OVER THE HAND? I mean even hearing myself say "ahaha..I knocked over the hand!" was funny in my book.


Anyways, some people don't find the dumb things I do funny. If I witnessed some other girl doing that, I'd laugh with her.

I guess it's sort of like how Cousin thinks something's seriously wrong with me because I Instant Message him from my computer when he's home..right in the next room on his computer.

I FIND THAT SO FUCKING HILARIOUS.

He thinks it's dumb.

shame

It's time I come clean.

I've been cheating.

On Blogger.

For MySpace.

luv
Laur

=)

I'M CURED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!