Never in my life have I blogged...is this a blog?
I'm not too fond of the word 'blog.'

Anywhoo.

Here's a little 'about me.'
My name is Lauren. I live, breathe, and dream art.
I love music. Without it my world is not complete.
I bite my nails because I hate looking at them.
I love feet. Cute ones.
I'm learning how to blow glass, which I can hopefully turn into a career someday.
I know no reality but mine.
I don't take to change as well as I'd like.
I have a really fiery temper, as the stereotype says; it's true.
I just graduated from high school, I've never felt so liberated yet so fucking scared in my entire life.
I'm afraid of the dark; it's a problem at sleep overs.
I have a weak bladder...or maybe I just laugh to hard...but it runs in the family (no pun intended) and is also a problem at sleepovers, hah.
Photography is a fun hobby, but I don't think I could make a career of it, I just don't enjoy it that much...
I just recently realized that I really DO NOT understand the world. (does anyone? I feel I have a looser grip on it..)
I hate being judged for the people I hang out with.
I'd rather be with someone I hate than be alone sometimes.
I'm in love with incubus.
I go through friends like underwear, and hate myself for it.
I'm always up for a great new band.
I am the black sheep of my family, and love it.
I was born and raised in a hardcore Christian family, yet I refuse any religious affiliation whatsoever. And hate Christianity and religion in general.
I believe in God. But mine.
I want to learn how to play the accordion, but they're expensive.
I love fire.
I absolutely adore singing, but am so afraid of doing it around other people. Even though I know I'm good.
I love the sound of quick typing.
I touch things a lot, I love to feel.
One person changed my entire life. I wouldn't be the person I am now, or have the friends and music taste, I probably wouldn't be so passionate about art and being happy if he hadn't opened my eyes..and I'm pretty sure he doesn't know. But he's dating my best friend, so I can't really tell him without her getting pissed at me, hahha, ooohh welll.

that's enough i think. I probably won't do this again for a long time. unless I get a lot of feedback or something which i probably won't.