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Name: Lauryn
Birthday: 7/13/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: - GERARD MOFOIN' BUTLER!!
- Phantom of the Opera
- Lord of the Rings
- David Bowie
- Dracula
- Hannibal/Silence of the Lambs
- Soccer
- Writing/Reading
- Red Robin Employees named Angelo
Expertise: Being a sneaky ninja. I have 144 stealth points. You will never catch me. Ha. Haha. Ha.
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  nothin tralala
Member Since:
7/12/2004
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| Empire Records. Best movie eveeeeeeeeeeeeeer.
"Who knows were thoughts come from? They just appear."
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| Horray!!! Update!!
This is going to be a very exciting post for me (perhaps not for you...)!! Care to know why? Then allow me to explain:
The day after I returned from Jew Camp (which was a rip-roaring good
time) I got a call from my old buddy Erik Dobson, with whom I attended
soccer day camp with when we were both young, little snots. A few
months ago, Erik and I were reunited at the south end Starbucks where
we proceeded to sit and chat about life. These days, he has sprouted a
great love for music, which I told him I share. Thus our scheme began.
Together, via the glorious internet, we (well, mostly him, actually...)
wrote a delicious ballad consisting of : Erik on guitar, Erik's
keyboard on synthesize-drum-beat mode, and myself doing vocals.
The result: "Streat of Dreams", by Erik Dobson and Lauryn Hochberg 
http://rapidshare.de/files/3655303/Street_of_Dreams__Final_Mix_.mp3.html
[Scroll down and click 'Free Download']
It took me about four hours to get the final version you hear. I'm so
very excited, because it sounds SO AWEEESOOOOOOOOME!!! I LOVE YOU
ERIK!!!
(By the way, I think he tinkered with my voice I bit, because I don't
remember some of those low notes sounding so firm [I have a wobbly
lower register... ]
Listen and tell me what you think!!!
Smoochies for Vou-chies
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| Today is a day of nostalgia... I saw people from camp... and was
reminded of the Robert Weinburg Experience, aka the most awesome song
ever to come out of a ten day Jew-camp.
TRWE: http://us.share.geocities.com/robertweinburg/zzz.mp3
It is a beautiful thing.
Here is another beautiful bit of memoribilia:
[In an email to Tammy from me this summer]
"Do you suppose sheep get a lot
heavier when their wet? After a big down pour, they probably can hardly
walk, what with the extra weight... especially if their carrying
passengers and luggage. Cows aren't absorbent at all, though. Not at
all like sheep. The water runs off a cow's back like it would a little
duck's back. And.... ducks would run off a cow's back too like water
would run off a duck's back. But a duck wouldn't run off a sheep’s
back... it would try very hard but wouldn't get very far. It would just
be absorbed into the wool. And then you'd have a sheep full of dead
ducks. And that's no good to anyone. Except maybe
the shepherd, who'd go "Wow. That's a unique pelt. I'll get a good
price for that."
What?
I have no idea.
I want to post some pictures of my friends, but I just realized that I
have none. So, if you're out there, and you're my friend, send me a
picture of you. Or, even better, if you were at tolo with me SEND ME
SOME OF THE PICS.
Greedy children....
Since I can't think of anything else to write and I don't have any good pictures, here's the grand finale to this post:
I hope you liked it.
The End.
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| [OK, this post should be before the one about Dracula, and I don't
really know why it's not there... so I'll just mention that it should
be and that it decided that its just so awesome that it should come
first. What a bastard.]
I want this dress. So. Bad. Rich people: go buy this $5,000, one of a kind designer gown for me.
Joel Schumacher... what a pimp! Look where those hands are going!
I am so bored right now, I think I'm going to die. I always seem to
be bored when I update, which, now as I reflect, may be because I
always post when I'm in digital imaging. I'm seeing a connection...
It's finals week. Tomorrow I have math and band finals. I don't care
about math, because I know I'm going to suck anyway, but I dread band.
I have to clap the rhythm to some part in a song... that doesn't sound
bad, but I apparently missed the day in fifth grade when they taught us
how to count rhythms...
Pure, untainted fear grips my soul at the thought of tomorrow.
Thanks, Gerry. You're a pal...  (Lauryn has fun with Photoshop...)
More later, when teachers aren't prowling behind me....
 *wet, slobbery smooches for you*
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| On the pictures:
YAHOO IS A BIG GREASY ASS!!!
GRABAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
I need to go watch Dracula 2000. I'd post a picture as to WHY I'm going
to watch it (oh yes, there's a reason...) but I CAN'T because I don't
have a webste to HOST ANY OF MY GODDAMN PICTURES!!
I just found I sneaking, stealth like way to get a pic onto xanga. Yessss.
My reason for watching D2K:
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I'm such a hooch. But then again, so is Gerard Butler
