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Name: Laura Lynne
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Metro: Athens
Birthday: 5/23/1989
Interests: PIANO, musical theater, Christmas songs, thunderstorms, God, Elton John, music in general, Broadway, hating ice cream, Indiana Jones, musicals, writing, and, um....did i mention I like musical theater?
Expertise: perfecting my un-feminine graces, wearing jeans and a tshirt at every opportunity, forgetting to shave until i'm reminded, using powertools to show off my sexy muscles, not wearing skirts, doing manly things like archery and rifle ranges, using a tablesaw, painting sets, burning anything i try to cook, basically failing as a stereotypical female.....
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
AIM:  lauraly23
Member Since:
10/12/2004
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| well, its been a bit. yep. here i am, back to my first blogging love.
so far its been interesting this summer. no job, which i really need to fix, but i'm not complaining. the france/england trip was totally amazing and i got to get to know some people better. yay for late-night rambling conversations with branka and various others, and gossiping with ben on the Champs Elysee.
had two weeks at home, which were perfectly lovely, even though i accomplished absolutely nothing, but got to hang out with my favorite boy a whole bunch. then it was off to pennsylvania for a fun-filled week of my large italian family. heh.
been back for a week, and here for one more before i head out for what could be the best two weeks of the summer, but also the hardest.
letting go is the hardest part and this could possibly be the most difficult thing i've ever done. i'm gonna miss that boy.
after that, we're flying straight into senior year, which i'm not quite sure i'm ready for. hell yeah, i'm ready to graduate, but it has the potential to be an interesting year.
hope everybody is having a great summer!
anways, i love you all.
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| I don't regret anything. I sometimes wish things were different, and sometimes it hurts that the hugs aren't there, the words dont feel the same, and we're growing apart. Sometimes I wish you wouldn't do some of the things you do. Sometimes I miss you enough that it doesn't matter to me that you do those things. And sometimes I miss you so much that I nearly hate you. And then I remember how happy we were then. And even if it never comes back, we had that. And we're both happy now. And I wouldn't trade right now for anything. But I'm realizing that for the second time I've done this, the second time I have to go through it, I still don't know how to handle it. And I still think about the first. But in the end, I know things will work out. Keep faith, keep hope, keep memories, and never forget the love.
The reason I want to leave so badly for so long, is not that I want to postpone anything, not that I want to escape Athens, and not that I want to meet new people. Sound selfish? It is. I want to know what you felt, (what you're feeling) as you prepared (and you're preparing) to leave your families, your lives, your friends....and me. Like i said, I did it twice on my end. But I want to see what that position is like, however painful it may be.
I love you all. Never forget that.
~Laura
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| There's something I really wanna do....
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| We open a week from today. Is it too much to ask for people to shut up, pay attention, and act like they're in a show and not a kindergarten class?
1. You are seriously my best friend and the greatest thing to ever happen to me. Only someone so close to me would ask the questions you did, in those situations. I'm sorry I hurt you, and although things have been better for sometime, i still worry that I hurt you more. I love how well we know each other, and I can't wait for our camping trip 
2. You are not the person I thought you were. I know he said yes...but I'm more disappointed in you. Also recently, I've been blaming you for alot. I wonder what you think when you look at me.
3. Thanks for always being there for me, for every little problem, for every moment I couldn't handle, and for those times when you were strong and I was down. Thanks for saving me on the slopes, and hugs even when you were the problem. Even though you are sometimes more manly than the manliest man, you have your moments. You make me smile, and that makes me happy.
4. You are awesome. I love talking to you about nothing, or about everything, and of course being the same person. Midnight phonecalls just to comfort me, and of course dating the most fantabulous person in the world. OOOooo...pun.
5. You know, i didn't know you before, and we really only got to know each other through our plotting. You have the greatest personality, and I love hanging out with you. Winter Formal after-thing was super sweet, and of course, never forget that there's no hiding place down here.
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| do you remember "do-overs"? when you were little, playing a game, and you'd be about to lose the game and your dad would say "do-over, the dice fell off the table so that doesn't count" or if you'd strike out sometimes the t-ball coach would say "let's have a do-over." it was your chance to start back at square one. to approach the situation as if it had never happened and to fix the mistakes. wipe the board clean.
"do-overs" dont seem to exist in real life.
EDIT: i think i lied.
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