It might just be me, but I am having quite a time summing up my feelings in one to three quotes to go in the yearbook. This is difficult! So, please, tell me which of these you like. Keep in mind I can put up to three (if they are short... two of they are medium-sized.) Please and thank you!
ONE. Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest. -Mark Twain
TWO. Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. -Mark Twain
THREE. The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. -E.E. Cummings
FOUR. If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you're old. -Edgar Watson Howe
FIVE. The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. -Morrie Schwartz
SIX. We're so busy watching out for what's just ahead of us that we don't take time to enjoy where we are. -Calvin & Hobbs
SEVEN. If you only do what you know you can do, you never do very much. - Tom Krause
EIGHT. Be glad for all God is planning for you. Be patient in trouble and always be prayerful. -Romans 12:12
NINE. If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise. -Johann von Goethe
TEN. Do not wish to be anything but what you are. -St. Francis de Sales
ELEVEN. Work hard and cheerfully at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people. -Colossians 3:23
TWELVE. Lead a life worthy of your calling, for you have been called by God. -Ephesians 4:1
THIRTEEN. A Friend loves at all times. -Proverbs 17:17
FOURTEEN. Ability is what you're capable of doing. Motivations determines what you do. Attitude determines how well you do it.
FIFTEEN. Do not be afraid of discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. -Joshua 1:9
Monday, September 17, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Countdowns make the world go round!
And the countdowns begin...
257 days until graduation
248 days until my last day as a high school student
191 days until Spring Break
110 days until Last Hour 07
105 days until Christmas
66 days until Youth Specialties
39 days until Marci and I see Phantom of the Opera in Bham
36 days until my 18th Birthday
22 days until I find out if I have been accepted to Auburn
9 days until Senior Portait
7 days until we get Senior Priviledges
2 days until Interpersonal's Leadership Retreat
1 day until I find out how badly I did on my AP Calc test...
Monday, September 3, 2007
My Life, made possibly by Google
Where I was born: Birmingham, Alabama. How dark and gloomy it appears to be...
Where I live now: Montgomery,
My name: Lauren Britney Owens. Go hawks!
My grandmother: Barbara Owens. Go grandma go!
Favorite Food: Fried Okra. Whoever had time to organize this okra in a perfect circle and take a picture of it has WAY too much time on his hands.
Favorite Drink: Manzana Lift.. Ahh how I miss it!
Favorite smell: Cake batter. Although this doesn't look too appetizing...
Favorite Song: I don't have one. So i'll just google what is currently playing on my shuffled itunes... and that is "Pink Tux to the Prom" by Relient K. My question to this picture is... WHY is an old man wearing ANYTHING to a prom??
Somewhere I've lived: Iowa City, Iowa. (I kid you not... I lived there for a year. When I was four.)
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
Anyone who knows me knows I am very particular about my hair. I don't really like people touching my hair, unless it's the woman who cuts it (who has, by the way, been cutting it for four years) -- which bring me to my next point... I don't like strangers cutting my hair.
Back in, say, 2002, I got a really bad haircut. The woman totally screwed up my hair... it was longer on one side than the other, and she cut "layers" that looked awful and weren't even straight. Keep in mind I was 12 years old. The woman messed up so bad in the front, she took a curling iron and "curled it under"... I guess this was her way of saying, "I messed up so bad, I don't want you leaving like this. Let's curl it and maybe you won't notice until after you get home... in which case, you will have already paid me." When my mom and I realized how bad this haircut really was, she took me to get it fixed. NOT by the same lady (that would have been another fiasco altogether.). Instead, she took me to another lady. Enter my current hairdresser, who not only fixed my hopeless locks, but made it look a lot better than anyone else ever could under the circumstances.
Therefore, it is no wonder that I do not like people messing with my hair. I rarely go for bizarre hairstyles. Even a ponytail is a stretch for me.
Let's go back to Monday of this week, during our "morning assembly" in the gym.
Administrator: "Drug testing begins Tuesday."
Students: "Groan"
Now, I have never done drugs, so for me, this was a very expensive waste of my mom's money. But, this is the first drug test I have ever had to go through, and I had no idea what to expect. (Let me start about by saying that this was a mandatory drug test... everyone had to do it, even teachers.)
Here is the Drug Test Process, in case any of you have never had to experience it.
1. Sit down with a gym coach of your choice. (Yes, a gym coach. As in, OUR gym coaches.)
2. Gym Coach of your Choice (let's just call her GCC) explains the process of how your drug test has a specific bar code, serial number, bag, and seal. This is a very official way of saying, your hair will not "accidentally" be swapped with another student's.
3. GCC signs about three official papers, saying that I am, indeed, Lauren Owens, serial number 456743566, barcode number 2bdkd9596fg. (yes, I made those up)
4. GCC sterilizes hair clip, and scissors.
5. GCC cuts a sample of your hair (about the size of a quarter), down to the scalp.
6. Student immediately touches bald spot on head to make sure you won't be able to notice where the hair has been taken from.
7. Sign form, blah blah.
Needless to say this drug test made me very uncomfortable. For starters, a GYM COACH was cutting my hair. Second of all, on the top of my head, I have a bald spot. (Which is, by the way, not noticeable unless I show it to you... but still exists.) Does this spot bother me? Yes. Do I tend to reach my hand up to my head and feel it from time to time? Yes. Does it creep me out? Yes.
What makes it all worth it, however, is seeing all the other students touching their own hair, and other people's hair, looking like monkeys scratching their heads.
Oh, and I got a haircut later on that day, NOT by a gym coach. :)
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