an excerpt from my post from september 9th, 2003 on my love life.

"sophomore year of college: i have a boyfriend that i can't call my boyfriend. long story. yeah. not that that is not cool enough in itself...but i call him one day, and he says "hey lauren!" lauren? hmm. so i say, "uh. this is kim." and four months later, him and lauren are engaged. no, not me...the real lauren. i am an idiot stage."

yeah. so, i saw this one yesterday. in MY austin, at MY church. i was totally unprepared. had i known that he would have been there, with his wife mind you, i would have had some liposuction, some spray on tan, some hair extensions, and i would have paid anyone to pretend that they were my husband for the night. not because i still would want to be with him. that is not the case at all. i would like to think that maybe i finally got out of my i am an idiot stage. but simply for the fact that HE rejected ME...and now HE'S married, and not me. i think i felt the same way i felt when he said "hey lauren!" as i did when he said "this is my wife." why couldn't i have been cooler???!!??? "uh...yeah. i moved here with my sister...uh." and, to make it all worse, he is way cuter than when we were together. please let him think the same thing. so they are moving here in may, and i will always have to see him. i think i could easily get over it if he hooked me up with his friend with the oh so stylish, oh so fine hair. and the vans. maybe we had to happen so me and mr. vans could.

anyways. just thought i would share one of the worst situations to happen in february. the other will have to wait until i decide if i want to become THAT personal with my blog audience. i'll keep you informed.