The past few weeks should seem like a blur, because I've been in
constant motion... but for some reason, I can recollect memories from
almost every night. Each day has been significant in one way or
another, and I have no regrets with my time spent having fun.
(Although, I do have to say that I miss everyone I normally keep up
with online. That's my regret!)
The lies. I would like to take a little time in this entry to clear something up. A friend of mine recently notified me that a MySpace (gross) page was put up using pictures of me in it. False information was used, and the user did not have permission to use my own photographs or to pose as me. When clicking on some of the photographs, porn sites were brought up. Let me say this now: I was in no way affiliated with that MySpace page, so don't hold anything you see that's not in my Vox against me! I've had people steal my photographs and samples of my writing in the past and claim it as their own. I'm never happy when this happens, but putting my work up for public viewing is always a risk-- one that I'm willing to take. If you ever stumbles across work of mine (or anyone else's), always inform the rightful owner.
The transition. Whenever summer vacation rolls around, I tend to go through a transition of three: physically, mentally and emotionally. All three types of transition usually revolve around my relationship with Shawn, mostly because our schedules change radically within a very short period of time. About three weeks ago, I helped Shawn move into the my university's dorms. As luck would have it, Kohl's decided to be even more kickass and give Shawn housing right down the street from my apartment. Not only do I get to see Shawn more often, but I get to go over to his place whenever I want. The first week went by fine, but then I started to notice I was hearing from Shawn a little less I usually do. I'm normally just fine with that, but with my daily routine with sleep and work, I noticed that my goal for the day was to get through everything so I could reward myself with a little Shawn time. The problem with my "need" is that Shawn was starting to adjust to his own new life at the dorms-- meaning new friends, new social life, new routine.
One Friday night, about two weeks ago, I had a
breakdown-- a normality for me during the summer. I had been fine the
entire day, but when I couldn't get in touch with Shawn later that
night, my body started to react. I started shaking uncontrollably; I
couldn't sit still; I started to feel sick. At first, I thought it was
Shawn-related... but I then realized that, no, it had nothing to do
with him (for the most part). I had let pent-up stress from getting
used to my new work schedule and life change affect me to an extreme
point, and I needed Shawn to help settle me down. Not being able to get
in touch with that form of relaxation shook me. I didn't sleep at all
that night.
At 7 in the morning, I finally got a text from Shawn asking what was up. He, of course, had been sleeping at his new place. Apparently, the connection between cell phones is just bad in his huge building sometimes. He immediately came over, and since then, I've been able to keep myself calm and collected. That kind of small breakdown happens every year around this time for me. It's a scary experience that I hate going through, but my mind and body has never dealt well with change in any way.
The life. I quickly snapped out of my little funk and was able
to focus on what was really important to me: staying together (mentally
and physically) and getting my priorities straight. I've been able to
slip into a great routine, one that allows me to get through a day
without any weirdness. Shawn has been extremely understanding, as
always. We keep in touch through texting, and we see each other after
we work pretty often. I've become the fifth roommate in his dorm suite,
which I don't think has bothered anyone. We've come to really
appreciate the time we have together after both of us work. His
internship is going so well, and I don't want to ruin any chance of him
getting a job offer for after he graduates. If anything, all of Shawn's
hard work has set my mind straight. I'm determined to see him do well,
making me determined to do well myself.
The girl crush weirdness. Speaking of dorm life, I've had some pretty interesting experiences at Shawn's place. The girl interns he works and lives with have crushes on me, which I'm not quite sure how to take. (It's all in good fun, but this sort of thing usually happens to Beth, not me!) Since they met me, they've been asking and talking about me with each other and with Shawn. I've never had this happen before, but I think it's really funny. I didn't believe Shawn at first when he told me that two girls in particular are obsessed with me. Then, just last night, both girls blatantly told me: "We have girl crushes on you. No, seriously, we talk about you all the time." We all laughed it off, but then I started to think about the past few days I had been there. They would crash into the room, completely wasted (of course), and come up to my face and talk directly to me. Oh, dear god. Shawn thinks it's hilarious, and I'm completely bewildered. I tend to smile and nod whenever they're around because I honestly don't know what to say.
The Moo cards. Now, at a complete change of subject, I'd like to take a little time to thank Vox and Moo.com
for my amazing Moo cards. I ordered a pack of 100 about a month ago and
I finally got a chance to take photos of them this morning. I'm
extremely happy with how they turned out, and I'm urging anyone who's
been thinking of getting a pack to hesitate no longer-- get them now!
They're so much fun, and I've been having fun passing them out to
friends and family. ^__^ I call them "Lauren trading cards" because, well, there are a bunch of different ones to go around! Tee hee.
If anyone is interested in having a Moo card of mine, just let me know by leaving a comment in this entry with your email address and the Moo card you're interested in having. I have a limited amount of each, but I thought it would be fun to give a few away to my Vox friends, since you're the ones who inspire me to keep writing and Voxing!
The lies. I would like to take a little time in this entry to clear something up. A friend of mine recently notified me that a MySpace (gross) page was put up using pictures of me in it. False information was used, and the user did not have permission to use my own photographs or to pose as me. When clicking on some of the photographs, porn sites were brought up. Let me say this now: I was in no way affiliated with that MySpace page, so don't hold anything you see that's not in my Vox against me! I've had people steal my photographs and samples of my writing in the past and claim it as their own. I'm never happy when this happens, but putting my work up for public viewing is always a risk-- one that I'm willing to take. If you ever stumbles across work of mine (or anyone else's), always inform the rightful owner.
The transition. Whenever summer vacation rolls around, I tend to go through a transition of three: physically, mentally and emotionally. All three types of transition usually revolve around my relationship with Shawn, mostly because our schedules change radically within a very short period of time. About three weeks ago, I helped Shawn move into the my university's dorms. As luck would have it, Kohl's decided to be even more kickass and give Shawn housing right down the street from my apartment. Not only do I get to see Shawn more often, but I get to go over to his place whenever I want. The first week went by fine, but then I started to notice I was hearing from Shawn a little less I usually do. I'm normally just fine with that, but with my daily routine with sleep and work, I noticed that my goal for the day was to get through everything so I could reward myself with a little Shawn time. The problem with my "need" is that Shawn was starting to adjust to his own new life at the dorms-- meaning new friends, new social life, new routine.
At 7 in the morning, I finally got a text from Shawn asking what was up. He, of course, had been sleeping at his new place. Apparently, the connection between cell phones is just bad in his huge building sometimes. He immediately came over, and since then, I've been able to keep myself calm and collected. That kind of small breakdown happens every year around this time for me. It's a scary experience that I hate going through, but my mind and body has never dealt well with change in any way.
The girl crush weirdness. Speaking of dorm life, I've had some pretty interesting experiences at Shawn's place. The girl interns he works and lives with have crushes on me, which I'm not quite sure how to take. (It's all in good fun, but this sort of thing usually happens to Beth, not me!) Since they met me, they've been asking and talking about me with each other and with Shawn. I've never had this happen before, but I think it's really funny. I didn't believe Shawn at first when he told me that two girls in particular are obsessed with me. Then, just last night, both girls blatantly told me: "We have girl crushes on you. No, seriously, we talk about you all the time." We all laughed it off, but then I started to think about the past few days I had been there. They would crash into the room, completely wasted (of course), and come up to my face and talk directly to me. Oh, dear god. Shawn thinks it's hilarious, and I'm completely bewildered. I tend to smile and nod whenever they're around because I honestly don't know what to say.
If anyone is interested in having a Moo card of mine, just let me know by leaving a comment in this entry with your email address and the Moo card you're interested in having. I have a limited amount of each, but I thought it would be fun to give a few away to my Vox friends, since you're the ones who inspire me to keep writing and Voxing!
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