its time..

its time to reach out to those who need us...if you know someone who isn't feeling themselves... reach out and let them know you are there to help them...and that in the end everything will be ok.

the next time, on pimp your ride..

The famous Shaggin' Wagon. its been around since Lauren's Sophmore year of college, and now im getting the privelge to share it with her. This car is the absolute shit. no... not a piece of shit...the car is "the shit!". This car has been through soo much. Its been to sooo many concerts in Boston and its been the vehicle that we use for all our trips together when we go gallavanting. You can take it anywhere...the place to not bring it would be the drive thru... its very loud and it makes it very difficult for the people at wendy's/ mcdonalds to hear what you are ordering. When you get in this car you ride with style, it comes equipped with an awesome cd selection provided by lauren and I. and has a back side that is filled with fantastic bumperstickers...and no...not the ones you see on facebook..




heres just a few or if u want to see the whole back end.



I know... you dont even need to say it...the car is a gift. The most amazing screaming metal death trap anyone could possibly want to own. although lauren and i have joint custody of this precious little ve-hicle. When im driving it i will take care of it as if it was my own. I mean with its automatic seatbelts that choke you when you lean forward and your sister starts the car....you can't get much better than that. Only some people aren't great enough to even stand in it's shadow let alone sit behind the wheel of this smokin' hot piece of metal on wheels. So bow down to it, and bask in its glow. :)

is that a gerbil in your box or are you just trying to get your license?

I woke up this morning, to find my mom in panic. We had it planned to go to the Connecticut Deparment of Motor Vehicles this morning to get my license. Although, they make you bring soo much crap to fully identify yourself that you lose your brain half way along the way. Soo mother and i were grabbing my birth certificate and social security card...when we suddenly realize that...we dont have a verification envelope of my address. And we immediately freak out, because i had just cleaned my room on friday( like my mother told me to) and threw out all my birthday card envelopes i recieved in the mail.Our next thought was to use this big catalog i got from a college, but we thought since it was a label with my address on it...that they would think we just stuck it on. soo we decided to bring the box that i recieved with my shoes in it from journeys. we drive all the way there and stand in line with all our stuff, in this shoe box...that looked like we were carrying around a pet gerbil. which if we in fact really did have a gerbil in there we would have been in lots of trouble because there are no gerbils or other pets allowed in there. we waited in line for twenty minutes during that time i found out my mother had her shirt on inside out which made us look even more ridiculous and adding to the whole gerbil in the box factor. when we reached the counter the lady informed us that the college catalog was acceptable and that i had all i needed to obtain my license. and in the end we were victorious! i got my license and now im ready to cruise on the road!

until next time!

to write love on her arms

so im blogging again at 12:30 in the morning. so im going to fill you in on the rest of my events from yesterday. after i blogged before i waited around until my momma came home, and i asked her if she would be willing to go to Buckland Hills Mall so i could spend my 15% off at hot topic. So she agreed and my sisters and my mom and i, all went to the mall, the four of us, on an adventure, as usual. we went to H&M where i purchased a jacket...as seen below.



When we went to Hot Topic i was expecting to buy a pair of white and silver skinny jeans that i've wanted for soo long. but instead i ended up purchasing a shirt that goes to a great cause. The shirt is by a foundation called To Write Love on Her Arms. this is an image of the shirt.




and well thats not all. the shirt came equipped with a tag describing the foundation and who it benefits. and here it is...



I know people who've had such a hard time dealing with some of the things mentioned...and i think its really great for them...and everyone else to know that they are not alone and that there are people who have your back and support you, and know that you have had some rough times but that they just want you to be ok in the end. If your one of these people, visit www.myspace.com/towriteloveonherarms and read about it and really get to know it. you dont even have to have anything that the card mentions...but you can be apart of it as support to all the others that do, i know they would appreciate it.

people may not know this but...

there is always a purpose for the pain...

dont be afraid to ask for help.