ABOUT ME
• Hey there. I'm Laura. How're you, love? Let's see...
• Music is my
life.
• I ♥ SING ♥ everything from classical literature to opera to Broadway show tunes.
• I also play violin; I've been playing since I was eight or nine years old.
• Recently, I picked up piano. I'm still figuring the whole black and ivory thing, but I'm getting there. .
• Broadway musicals rock my socks hard core; can't get enough of them.
• I enjoy discussing the political affairs of today. I'm a democrat, but that doesn't mean that I'm not open to other views.
• History is another one of my loves. I'm like a walking encyclopedia.
• I'm big into my Italian heritage. Guardi fuori, questa ragazza italiana ha un temperamento. That doesn't mean I'm not proud of my Irish, German, and Austrian roots however.
• I'm a bull Taurus, that is.
• Give me a box of canolies and I'm yours.
• I am a slave to academia, meaning that succeeding in school is very important to me.
• Ergo, I'm going to go to a good college with an excellent music and academic program. NAZARETH '11
• I LOVE Europe! I miss my AMA loves!
• I'm a generally cheerful, bubbly, goofy person.
• Someday, you'll see me on stage or on a record shelf. Keep your eyes and hears open.
• I'm a book worm, whenever I get the chance to read a book outside of my busy schedule.
• My friends and family are very important to me.
• I love beig a goofball. Ask my friends.
. Oh, yeah. HEY STEVE!
2.1.06
6:06 PM
Um....why does shit have to happen to ruin a good date?
Ok here goes...
Things are fine with Kevin...saw him today hung out at my place and then we were going to go to Starbucks but he had to stop at the gas station. Well, he was backing up and bumped into a tow truck. NO FREAKIN' DAMAGE! We barely noticed and were nonchalant about it until the as station dude chased us as we were leaving. Then Kevin turned back and talked to the guy. The guy called the cops. So they recreated the scene and went through the registration/license thing and the cop was like "ok, w/e no damage...no claim it's all good" and let us go. I swear we were at the station for at least a half-hour and I was stuck in the car worried sick about him. I can't imagine how he feels though. I mean, on the way home he missed a couple of turns and my house TWICE. The poor guy was nervous to get home. I begged him to stay for dinner but he said he just wanted to get home. Damnit. I swear everything we do is ruined somehow...it's not fair. Now I'm worried that his parents won't let him see me or contact me or take away his car..even though he said his dad said it was ok...ugh! So now I feel so bad for him and even more worried than I was in the car...and I'm upset that he didn't get to stay for even a cookie! (Mom makes fabulous cookies...and made some for him and his family but he took off in a hurry) At least he gave me a goodbye kiss and we had fun watching a movie...and we liked each other's gifts (he got my a very pretty and soft red and black scarve...how did he know I had a scarf fetish...lol)...*sigh* It's just I wanted everything to be perfect...We still had a good time at my house. I miss him and hope he's ok. I was so worried about him...I still am...oh my poor Kevin.
I'm just bummed that we didn't have any alone time together...and that guy flipped out for no reason. Kevin did the right thing and conducted himself properly. I'm proud of him for that. Hey, he has a '95 Lincoln Continental, it's a big car, you know? Oh, I hope I get to see my sweetie soon...<3333333333333333333333333333333
WEll, I geuss it happens. Shit happens, but I stilll feel bad for him.
Allrighty, I have to eat dinner now. After that I get to finish my APUSH. :p Oh boy...
