Adventures in Laurenland

Yeah, I suck.

I don’t write on here anymore. The last 6 months have been weird/hard/challenging .. basically, full of some amazing highs and some BAD lows. It’s been interesting.

Good news is, now I’m back on track :) FINALLY.

Here’s a quick run-down of what’s happened lately:

-I booked a guest star role on “Game On!” a new pilot television show

-Found out that “Game On!” got picked up by Disney Channel Europe (!!!!!!!)

-Filmed 2 short student films at Full Sail University

-Boyfriend teaches the editing class for those students .. awkward

-Broke up with boyfriend half a dozen times (It’s what we do) 

-Things are good between us now though :))

-Auditioned and FINALLLLLLLLY got the performer job at Walt Disney World

-I finish my training at the end of this month and will start getting paid to dress up every day :D

-And now, I’ve decided to take the next step and get myself agency representation outside of Florida. Wish me luck!

I got a callback for Glee. Flipping out, biting my nails and reading the glee blogs to see what news they bring.. 2 new girls cast today. But the good news is, neither of them were for the character I read for.

Fingers, toes, and literally everything else crossed. 

(Creator of Glee - so basically, God)

Can I just be on your show already? I promise I’ll be really good. I’ll drop everything here in Florida for your show, too. I don’t even mind. Boyfriend? What boyfriend?! Job? What job?! Seriously .. just give me a chanceeeeeee.

Love,

Lauren

Give me 7 days. 7 days to prove it to you.

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That’s all I want. 7 days.

I love

When I’m angry, sad, or upset (usually at you) and you kiss my shoulder. That I feel the safest with your arm around me at night. When you lick my face because you think it’s funny - it’s not, but I love hearing you chuckle. The way you look at me in the morning, because I can tell that you’re happy I’m there. How you know all my tickle spots. Your silly voices that make me laugh. When you kiss my neck. That your nostrils are two different sizes, because I love your weird little flaws. That you hate when I stick my finger in your ear - I really just love your reactions. Your scruffy beard on my fingertips. The bite marks you leave. Imagining a future with you. When we’re driving in the car and you grab my hand. Your skin when you get out of the shower. The way you rub my back when I can’t sleep. Every single one of your freckles. The look in your eyes right before the lights go out. When you tell me I’m beautiful. How focused you get when I see you working, I can practically see all the little wheels turning in your brain. When we’re curled up together on the couch. The feeling I get when you open up to me. Your butt - it’s cute. Running my fingers through your hair. How easy it is to be myself with you. Your pillow when you leave for work, it smells just like you. That even though we’ve both tried to get up and walk away, we just can’t. When you know just what to say to calm me down. Kissing you.

Your voice, though - that’s my favorite.

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I hate

When I’m feeling blue and you ignore me because you think I want attention - I do, from you. That you don’t want me sleeping with you every night. That the only thing I’m good at is making you laugh. The way you looked at me that morning, and every morning since. How you know all my tickle spots. Your silly voices when I’m trying to be serious. When you kiss my neck and don’t even mean it. That your physical flaws are the only faults you’ll actually admit to. That the things that used to make you laugh just annoy you now. The way your scruffy beard leaves my face all red. That my skin is perfect, for once. How I’m the only one still imagining a future. When we’re driving in the car and I have to grab your hand first. That shower time is only for cleaning off. That I had to beg. Every single one of your freckles that I can’t touch anymore. The look in your eyes right before I leave. When you can’t even look me in the eye. How you shut out everything, including me, for work - I can practically feel it driving a wedge between us. How we sit on different couches. The feeling I get when you close yourself off from me. Your butt - It’s cute. Running my fingers through your hair, and having you pull away. How uncomfortable you make me now. My pillow, it hasn’t been moved in days. That even though we said we’d give this another shot, here I am - writing you a hate letter I’ll never deliver. How I had to call my Mom just to calm me down, and you weren’t there for me. Not kissing you the same.

Your voice, though - It’s still my favorite.