Sunday, May 31, 2009

Clothing is so lame.

Still laying around naked at 1 in the afternoon after looking amazing all night and seeing the best band in the world is a wonderful feeling. Also amazing morning sex to your beautiful boyfriend who is now making you your favorite breakfast is the best feeling in the world.

I had a great night, and a perfect morning. No Doubt was amazing in concert. I didn't know what i expected but this surpass it by far. They were as good if not better than Radiohead's Concert last summer. Gwen was amazing!

Ugh i should get dressed. I need to find a job this weekend. Start working. I so don't want to. I have four more days of class. Sad faces all around.

Back to happy things i am going to put on something sexy and pretend to help Ravel with breakfast i suppose. :)

I love him.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Platinum Blonde Life


That is all.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

I am just a girl.

Vegetarian Burgers and a couple of broccoli quiches later and i think i feel better. I still wish i could of had my girls' weekend. Gone out with Luriel, Regine, and Julia shopped buy beautiful clothes from circa 77. I am sad.
I talked to Dan last night. Dan is a great friend. I should make him brownies! I just like making desserts.
So Brandon, Regine, and Dan oh and me are going to watch some movie Regine wants to watch and i think i should make something great to eat. Hopefully Sebs will come too. I mean he lives with Dan anyways. I think that was a good choice for both of them.

I wanna graduate now. As in tomorrow.

I should play fable. That sound super fun!! Killing Rampages!! BEGIN!

Laura is tired!

I am fucking annoyed at repeating myself. I am tired of always being the guilty child. I am tired of always being the bad guy and the one to blame. I am tired of not being noticed as what kind of person i really am. I am not that girl or this girl. I am a different new one in a million girls and i want what i give.

I am fucking tired.

Thursday, May 21, 2009


I wasn't late. Either of the last two days. BTW. I rock. I FUCKING ROCK.

I love Uffie, by the way listen to her you should. I need to make a swimsuit. I also want to buy this SUPER cute ass dress from Circa 77. That place is way to fucking awesome.

I might look like a part of a fucking love connection in all that vintage wear however.

Ok but really i wanna go out and buy some material for a swim suit.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

"Some seemed like enough."

Well today sucked, but why wouldn't it?

My project came out lame, i don't like dye. I like pigments. Straight froward sharp pigments none of that weird ass four hour dye bullshit.

I slept for five hours after school and somehow thing that should allow me to be lame and not go to bed until after midnight. I would bet a dollar however that i am late for class in doing so.

So putting mushrooms on things seems to fix whatever art related problems i have.

Yesterday, while i can still call it that. I made some super neat print. With of course pigment and no mushrooms. I but octopuses and other Laura and Ravel related symbols.

I wish Dead Like Me would load fast enough that i could watch it without the feeling of needing to do other things. Like write random last minute thoughts into an online blog. But at last it does not. You however seem to bored or could i even say interested, no i take that back, to get a shit.

Ravel is out. I wish my summer was being funner, like his. I feel like i hit a time wrap and ended up in kindergarten again. I know WTF? but really, i take a sack lunch with a pizza lunchable, it's the same time of day and honestly all day i only work for my professor to notice i'm doing something and praise me. I really am that lame. I eat by myself everyday, as i decided not to make friends since i honestly think i am really bad at that.

I find myself thinking about running off and living in a new town by myself, getting a job and not being with people. I don't do good with friends. Especially when they have to grow up and live a life i'm no longer a huge part of.

I wish it would just stay crappy 2nd year forever. Luriel and me hanging out in the lobby, with all the lobby people. All my friends, I made a ton of friends all at once and now BAM! gone. Graduating, Apartments, Growing up, and leaving me behind. Jessica wouldn't visit me and all i want is to see her.

Almost 12. I'm going to ruin everything. My bedtime and tomorrow i'll be late because of it. The front door has opened three times and none of which were for me. No one answers their phones. I don't answer mine either but that is also why i said no one.

It's sad to think i only have 50 in savings. I could drive as far as i could and never find a place to sleep with that. Not a place i would accept. Stupid ugly girls have funner times during their late teens and definitely when they should be in college. I looked up the stupid ugly girl i made fun of most of my high school career.

She still lives with her parents and smokes crack. She is still just as ugly and probably even stupider, and i would bet money she cries at night when she checks my myspace and finds out i'm in college and living the "life." However it still pisses me off that i was born with all these blacks and whites, goods and evils, morals and shit that i think it is fun to sleep somewhere bedsides my physical bed. That i wake up at night and think how it would be wrong for me not to have children because it's too selfish, however good because i am keeping "them" from harm and dangers in the world. Who else at this age gives a fuck about where or not it is right to raise children? If i do have children/ child, Everything has to change. All my fucking plans, i finally outta fucking no where decided i should have.

This created a new fear. I had no plans because Ravel was doing to dump me and i wasn't going to have a live with him anyhow and then it was our one year dating thing and now i have plans.

We will make it to two years and then it will end. Everyone leaves after 2 years of me. Boyfriends, but most of all friends. That's the problem of making a ton of new friends at once.

"It's ten shades of suck that's what it is"

It still is not done loading but i think i am done whinnying. So...

night. i'll tell you if i was late tomorrow.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Rugs over Robots

So i survived my parents house once again, but i wasn't so afraid this of not coming back alive. I am being forced into an idea of becoming an adult, not so much a young young baby barely adult. So I think it is better in that sense. Plus i haven't done anything to show i won't make it, beside my whole incapability to realize when i am being ripped off. Such as New Media Arts. Fuck Robots! I would like to make rugs over robots any day.

But yesterday we when to the creepy ass Natural History Museum and Science Place Museum. We also when to Steak and Shakes, Ravel need some steak after a week with a family of vegetarians. I can't blame him. So i got super yummy banana shake, and it was so worth going!! Then Kevin and Camille came over and we swam. It was too cold to stay in to long. I need to buy sun screen.

Oh yesterday's yesterday was my Grandma Green's Birthday! I love her! She is the best grandma a kid could have and she is a super awesome Artist! I wanna be like her in so many ways.

I need to get dressed, well put on make-up, brush my hair and eat to be honest. I have my first day of school today. Experimental Screen Printing. It's going to be super duper awesomeness!!!!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

I don't think i should be allowed to decide what to do.

Grey's Anatomy Spoilers?

I can't believe the end, I can't believe. Well everyone knew about Lizzie's death, Who didn't see that really? Anyways what I'm upset about is George. :(

Ok About ME now....

Ok real life now. I feel like i am losing touch of my life. I can't really explain it. Ravel and me are in Dallas for a few days and last night my brother was talking about all his hoes and all his parties and tons of fun he is having. I am scared to death of fun, fun is full of trouble. All i want to do is have vegetarian dinner parties and finish reading books. Buy records and graduate, I don't even go out dancing anymore. I think about how i am almost to old to start new relationships and stupid things like marriage and what to buy Ravel for his birthday. What i would buy him if i could save up this much or that much. How i should do something for someone. Or just buy a gift because it's sweet.

I wish i was better at causing hell and making riot plans. I wish i was better at having fun.

I feel more than anything like i've been re-handicapped from fun, by nothing else but my bike accident. Fuck that bike.

My little brother came home drunk again i have to go.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Laura's got that shit!

So today Ravel and I go to my home in Dallas. He is working on UNT stuff right now and i am causing shit at my apartment. Fuck those JEALOUS ASS WHORES! I want my shit back. They used all my fucking laundry detergent. My two fucking bowels. Red square ceramic bowels, with black insides so fucking nice. So i want them back.
The last two weeks before they move out, i am going to rain shit on them.

Where is Ravel? Ugh i wanted to leave at fucking 11am. I am so frustrated today. I already had to drive home for nothing really last Sunday. I can't believe it's only Wednesday.

I am done with my classes. Thank God!

UGH I have to do things now. BYE!

Uffie's Got this SHIT!

Yeah UFFIE's got it!
Hands up, fast up, people come on, you like my shit,
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all, uffies got that shit.
East side, west side, where you at? come on! uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies stop bitchin' I can rock this shit...
Now it seems to me you fagots got a whole lot of questions,
On this damn holler board you bitches getting some action,
It's obviously a problem, but I won't restrict myself,
Is it hip hop or it is it electro or damn is she coming from hell?...
Oh please excuse me bitch but I fuck all you wannabees,
It's just straight into that gossip, you don't have any fiz,
A lot of people read your crap this is web pollution,
This is why I ain't complaining bitch over free promotions.
You just called me a cunt in some other word _,
But after this you'll be the one sucking a whole lot of dick.
You brought my popularity ratings higher than ever,
Thank you, your whole bullshit comments have worked real clever!
Before I answer you bitch, let me spit one question,
If you hate me so much, what's up with your obsession?
I just do my things tight and I don't care about hights,
So run back to your computer, your mum', and your crack pipe.
Hands up, fast up, people come,
Hi you like my shit,
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all,
Uffies got that shit.
East side, west side, where you at? come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit,
I can rock this shit,
Uffie's got that shit,
Uffie's in this bitch.
Ok now let's get back to that last pathetic whore,
You think you got me in my crusader gear, well done!
You rap analysis fool, should be a bit more clever,
Get back to your dusty mix tape, your CDs and your stickers.
I can't believe all these crowds, it worked out so well.
Maybe I shove my glock in bed so you can shove it in your mouth,
Yes I am a little white girl, I guess she can a have a point,
I've been through shit in my life, and I'm coming out strong.
Whose that girl she's so hot, she's never touched any glock!
Bitch if you only knew yes I have fucking popped.
And tell me why you feel the need to have so much shit on me,
I think it's cause the next thing is this girl called uffie, got that?
Hands up, fast up, people come,
Hi you like my shit,
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all,
Uffie's got that shit.
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit
I can rock this shit,
Uffie's got that shit,
Uffie's in this bitch.
We got our shit all tight we don't care about you jealous ass whores...

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Fashion, how i need some style

I need something to wear, besides my normal dumb jeans and a t-shirt get up. I want more dresses and boots and cool sandals.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

THE GR... it's all i got done today.

So yeaterday instead of working on the silk project that due on thursday, i made a dress. I've never made a dress so it wasn't too pretty. in fact right now it's ugly. It's a long tube dress.

I needed a Marylin Monroe Slutty Dress. I kind of wish i had the funds and skills to be a rockabilly girl. Ugh my dress looks nothing like what i wanted.

I don't want to embro silk anymore!!!!!

I have the window open and I wanna go outside.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Wakey wakey, raise and shiny.

I woke up ten minutes ago. I actually thought for a moment i woke up at home. I was a little down when i noticed it was just my apartment. I want pizza for breakfast. I just want pizza in general. Cheese with extra sauce.

My sister blew the Andy Warhol Party on the wrong weekend. I am debating confronting her and seeings what her next excuse it. I know it that bastard she lives with. I hope he goes to hell.

I wish i could find my vegetarian shirt. I also think it would be neat to throw another vegetarian party, but there really is no time for that. We are on dead week and than it's may-mester and who all is really staying for that besides me. Experimental Screen Printing is going to spank me.

I want to be 21. I want to be able to go and buy a beer on my way home. I have needed something to drink. I am sick of juice.

I love Cat Power.

Good Idea Bad Idea

Kool Aid dying cotton for color enhancement equals good idea. Filling in straight lines with markers and highlighters on silk maybe not so hot.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Lilace Ann Rosenburg

I woke up at three today and knew today would be a day like any other. I was completely right. So after watercoloring my disaster of a watercolor project last night. I thought about starting embroider my silk painting last night, but with a quick glance at them decided it was better to go to bed.

So back to today, i still haven't touched those dam things. I have half my mind made up on cutting them, markering up the bad parts and staple gunning it on to the fucking boards. Which reminds me i have to buy staples. Fuck.

I am going to go marker them up and ooh wait...
I did fix my watercolor disaster sore of. By that i mean Luriel and Kathryn and me decided to kool aid over it and it made it look cool and smelly a little funny. i need to go do the purple ones too.