Hello all, there's an inspirational quote for you. I told three people that quote today, I think it had a pretty big impact on atleast two of them, the third one was a dog. I almost couldn't blog tonight, I was just too mad. Here's the story, I bought a bag of goldfish today (anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE goldfish) and I was just looking for them and I could not find them anywhere. I looked high, I looked low, I hate to admit it...but I even looked in the trash. Then I came to the conclusion that my mom threw them away because she does not agree with my goldfish addiction. I had come to terms without eating goldfish tonight because I said to myself, "Lauren do you know how many people are starving in this world? And more importantly, baithing suit season is approaching!" Then I come into my computer room to blog and guess what? You guessed it my goldfish were sitting right next to the computer. So today, I went to the dentist to talk about my teeth. My teeth look like shit. If you know me well you know that this is a big problem in my life, I am very self-conscious about them, always have been. Anywho I'm fixing this problem soon. Stay tuned for more about my new teeth. I just thought something...if people do not know what I look like when reading my blog they will now think I am ugly, I'm not, I'm just shallow.
So someone told me today I have a southern draw. No.
Here's something interesting for all of my South Jersey readers (all three of you) I, Lauren Burford am pictured in the Exit Zero. I know, I look good in my Beach House uniform. I've been getting calls from People, US Weekly, and Vogue all day about doing some more modeling work for them. There's actually paparazzi camped outside of my house right now.
For all of you dog lovers out there here's some news, dogs can contract neurological degenerative diseases. My mom informed me of this today, since she now knows this she is convinced that my dog, Jack Alejandro has Alzheimer's. If this is in fact true, there is medication for it. I also just read that dogs with flatter faces tend to have shorter life spans. Great! My dog's practically dead. I have tears in my eyes now.
Moving right along, since I've had nothing to do all evening I've been on StumbleUpon. Do you know how many wedding things I've stumbled across? A lot. I have so many ideas now for my wedding. For example, tonight I've picked out my first dance song, the shoes I will wear, the hanger I want my dress to hang from, I am still deciding on the kind of guest book I want, and I have made a decision on a cake topper. See I have all of this stuff planned out, but if I've learned anything about life it is that, "Life does not care about your plans." Ain't that the truth! In all honesty, I'll probably be hammered in Vegas and marry someone. Oh well, that's life.
I am going to leave all of my readers with this question. Why are all Dunkin Donuts run and or owner by Indians? In all seriousness, why? I am just wondering. I have nothing against Indians, I love the way they make my lattes. I feel as if this is a nation wide occurrence, I was in Tennessee at a Dunkin Donuts and low and behold Indians were running it. I thought about this for a good two hours today, I wish I was kidding, sadly I am not. Now I am going to watch a movie with Jack, hopefully he remembers who I am when I go back into my room, I don't know what stage his Alzheimer's is at yet. Bye for now!
P.S. I just thought of the funniest thing that's happened to me all day. I was watching Wheel of Fortune today and it's college week so a lot of the puzzles relate to the "college experience." So I looked at the puzzle, solved it immediately and waited for the imbecile contestants to solve it too. The answer was, "Late-Night Cram Session." That's so college. So Pat says to these contestants not once but twice, "think college." I'm literally talking to my T.V. saying are you kidding me? You can't solve this? The male contestant then screams out, literally screams, "Late-Night Scram Session!" Scram? Really? I am so embarrassed for him. I literally died laughing and so did my Dad. I couldn't stop saying, "Late-Night Scram Session!!!" all night.
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