Don't make it so hard for me to stay

"The hardest thing to do is to watch someone you love, love someone else."

Oh how true this statement is. Watching someone you love moving on, falling in love, is more heart breaking, more tear wrenching, than possibly anything else. It's devastating. To hear how deep they feel about someone else. To see the true smile of happiness picture after picture. To say this is easy would be to lie.

But at the same time it is beautiful. I believe in order to truthfully say this statement, to actually feel what it implies, you must love some one unconditionally.


"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails."


To love someone means you want what is best for them. Love is true. Love is pure. Love is humble. While watching someone you would give anything for, someone you love with all your heart, love some one else is indescribably painful, it is wonderful. Love means you want what is best for them. Real love means you want that person to be happy. That you rejoice in the new sunshine in their life because you want everything for them. Love is stepping aside if you know you're not the right person. It is silence once solidified. To love someone is to give them all of you and expect nothing in return. Love can break and tear you apart. But it enables us to find joy in the sorrow. To live off the light in the loved one's life. 


Watching someone you love fall in love is not easy, and I'm not saying that it is. 


But if you love them, truly love them, you can be happy for them. 
All you want is for them to be happy.
Nothing more.

And it was your heart on the line

Well this is a ramble. Today is just a ramble Sunday. So for those of you only looking for a laugh please watch.

And wasn't that just amazing?! Oh yes. Phineas and Ferb is truly the greatest animated Disney show every created.

So lately I decided I really should write in my journal more. It's important and stuff you know? I think that's part of why things have been weird? And sometimes I think it's all in my head that things are weird. Because they aren't really I'm just telling myself that they are? Or something like that. This has been a really really good summer. I've had tons of fun and random hangouts, but at the same time I don't really remember much of it already. It's not like I've done anything horribly memorable. And I think that needs to change. It has most certainly been a different summer from anyone that I've had. I think it's because of my lack of Mayson Astle to do crazy crap with me! or maybe my lack of... well everything else!


Guess what opens in LESS than 2 weeks?

I. cannot. wait. It has been the best part of my summer. I love going to rehearsal. I love everything about it! It's the highlight of my summer. I know I basically already said that but seriously I love this thing! EVERYONE should come see it because it is going to be awesome. There I said it.

Oh and I miss my pretty sister. Everything she does is too funny to even be reckoned with. golly gee that woman will go far.

I miss Miss Mayson. She is a diamond in the rough I tell ya. Diamond in the rough. Oh and IHB. that's for sure. I gotta make myself one of those shirts soon. Also for sure. And summer is probs the best invention that has ever roamed the entire Earth. I think it should last a little bit sooner. Senior year is too close! It's probably crazy of me but I don't want High School to be over. I want it to live on like Voldemort........ which p.s. is a word because there is currently no red line under it indicating the incorrect spelling or falsity of the word. Speaking of which... Harry Potter is in 19 days and counting. Can't wait for that wonderful wonderful girls night out with my sisters who I love so much!

speaking of which..... Why do you have to leave paige?! WHY!!! stay all summer please. And stuff.

Working is quite fun actually. So that's always a party and a half. Or more like I love having a desk job.

TWO single months is almost up. 1 left? according to past history that is the truth. We will see if someone random pops up. Because that is the only way something would indeed and in fact and ever currently happen. I need to see more people. I gotta stretch my comfort zone. I gotta be more.... flexible... incredibles anyone? yeah. I'm missing one of the ex-best friends right now. not ex by choice might I add. but those were fun times. I wanna go do something crazy. I need one of those crazy nights. I need to stop having weird dreams actually. I think that one would help me out n' stuff. I need a new catch phrase oh... yeah. And I need to watch some Phineas and Ferb. But there are more pressing matters at this current time.


And for Nikki Kindlespire this has been Silly Songs with Larry.


(aka this has been a rambling sunday with Lauren)



And here is a cat and a baby. Sleeping.
or dead.
But let's hope the baby is sleeping.

Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

YEARBOOK too.

Well because it is Father's Day I thought I would do a tribute to all the many men in my life! Then I remembered..... that aren't really any, besides my father. SO I will do a tribute to the few men in my life, hoping it will bring good karma, and therefore bring more men into my life.

FRIST. My amazing partner. Cody Whitlock. What a great dude. Placing at nationals is no easy feat, let me tell ya, but this guy made it possible. I can't wait for the year ahead because we are going to ROCK 5 dance. I broke up with Novice. PUFF CORN FORVER.

My bestest friend B.J? why yes, don't mind if I do. This guy is ALWAYS there for me. Even when it's to laugh at me and tell me I'm being a dork, or when it's to wait for me after 2nd period and give me a big hug to let me know everything is okay, or even if it's just playing basketball in my yard, doesn't matter he is there for me. He likes to bring me special things to make my day and then pretend that he didn't. Because he is just that great of a guy. Love you!

Oh Anthony. It's crazy to think I barely knew this kid a year ago. Crazier to think I only got his number in December. And now, look where we are! Andy is my rock. He takes me on Starbucks runs, he literally goes running with me, we skip and go to Zupas together, we see creepy movies about someone killing everyone their roomate associates with, he watches me freak out and cry, and best of all he takes me to Costco to get samples with him when I'm in a stellar crappy mood. Thanks for being one of m best friends big guy, get back from Germany already will ya?

Couldn't forget Henry Davis now could I? No sure could not. This picture just shows how freakin awesome he is. We like to party. In Disneyland. Or at homecoming. Or Cafe Rio. Or Taco Bell. Or Dell Taco. Or Acapella. Or Stan's. Or basically anywhere. This is the kid who learns songs on the piano for you, sings a song about something pancaking your wife on cue, knows all Pokemon by heart, worships zombies, and doesn't judge you for getting the hot fudge milkshake. In fact, he helps you write a song about its hangover effect later.
Orchid Orchestra kid. It's gonna be big.

Stookey. Best friend. check. Texts me to make sure I'm okay. Check. swings at parks with me. double check. stalks people with me. check check check. Stookey has become a regular in my life. It all started when I helped him dutch tape his car shut. That was a wise choice on my part that early school morning. Now the kid always has my back and without fail calls me L-fabes every time. My favorite. So next time you want to get beat up really badly the solution is simple. Just go say something to Stookey that he wouldn't like. And he will take you down.

WILL. (and Liam). will currently holds a close place in my heart for showing me the "Platypus controlling me" video from Phineas and Ferb. (That, and he just happened to be one of the men that I actually had pictures of in my iphoto Library). thanks for being a good brother-in-law. And thanks for cranking out adorable little kickers.

Brotha. This picture is so old because alas, he is serving the wise folks of Canadian soil. I love this dude though. I do. He takes me bowling and introduces me to awesome musicals. My love for Next to Normal is because of this guy right here. I can't wait to see him... OCTOBER people October. Cannot wait.

My Father is the greatest man I know. (Sorry Chuck) He knows everything. Seriously. He knows the scriptures inside and out. He is sensitive, and I love that. He never forgets to tell me how much he loves and appreciates me. When I refuse to come to prayers at 7 am on a summer morning he still loves me! And who else can say their father prances around their home singing Avril Lavigne? He has the driest sense of humor that's just hilarious but yet he is so insightful and wonderful. He knows how to have fun and how to be serious. My current favorite quote of his was after we read something out of the sacrament program that said "Children must be accompanied by an adult. NO EXCEPTIONS" my dad said, "That's bad news for the orphans."

I love this man :)

I grew up in the kind of place you have to pass through when traveling somewhere else

YEARBOOK Numero 2.
P.s. all these are unedited.




Babies. They are the cutest things in the world. Babies don't judge or shun you because of how you look, talk, or sound. They don't turn away if you are "weird." They are accepting and loyal.

Baby Liam eating dinner. Looks like more of it ended up on his face then in his mouth

Princess Reese in her Cinderella dress. Someday her prince will come, but not for many years.

Baby Lila on her 3 month birthday! Isn't she so stylish?

Baby Liam turns 11 months old. Look at those blue eyes!

Liam steals Lauren's sunglasses. Apparently he mistook them for a chew toy.

If this is fate, count me out

The sun is:
Bright
Happy
Warm
Life sustaining
Yellow
Smiling
Summer
Good weather!
Joyful
A nice breath of sanity

Sunday. I don't think this was an accident. No sir I do not. It gives a happy warm break from the rest of the week. It gives time to read scriptures and to think and to read and to sleep. It gives time to be with family. It gives time to do the things that at other moments in life seem to take up too much time of important things. I have come to love Sundays, especially summer ones because it involves no homework. And even when I'm not in the greatest mood I still like my days of rest very much. Thank you Sunday.

If you don't love me, pretend

Last night in my dream I was a contestant on The Voice.
I had two songs to sing.
I had no time.

So I decided to sing a song a capella that I wrote.

I hate when I'm right.

Pour a little salt we were never here

Sometimes summer is a low blow.
Occasionally you don't have anything fun to do.

There is always chores. Organizing my room. ACT prep. Running. Things of the sort I'm never actually motivated to do.

So then I do things like this.

 All day.

 When I'm actually awake.

Every second

Desire the J-biebs. He probably actually calls Selena.

Who says you're not perfect

Anxiety is a very rude thing.
Waiting for anything not knowing.
Never knowing.

Being afraid of going somewhere or doing something.
Holding yourself back in fear.
Waiting and waiting and waiting.
And wondering and wondering and wondering.


Anxiety is very rude.

It's her hair and her eyes today

The watercups are all in a circle.
Tension high, sweat dripping off the chin.
The quater is tossed, landing directly in the center glass.
The two girls race to gulp the fastest.

One loses. Forced to drink the middle cup as well.


Water game at 2 in the morning. Results in getting up 3 different times during the night.
When Google, smidge, and I drink gallons of water while being high off laughter results in more laughter.


Nertz lasted over 2 hours. Lizzie McGuire movie followed. Sleepovers are the best.
I love friends.

I'm trying to grow a mustache

*This is for Yearbook
ABOUT ME
Lauren Faber is the name. I'm not exactly sure what city I was born in which basically could explain my personality. The other day I met my best friend Birdie.

Birdie and Lauren. Best Friends Forever

Along with meeting strange birds I like wearing footie pajamas. Nothing makes someone smile more than an overaged toddler in full fitted Grinch smiles.

Crazy dance party in footie pajamas. Doesn't get better.

One thing about me not many people know... A.K.A. everyone knows is that I dance. I love to dance. I'm a much better standard dancer, but I love to dance Latin.

Lauren and partner, cody Whitlock dance Tango at Nationals in Provo

Although I love to be the one dancing I also love to take pictures of people dancing. Occasionally I get a money shot such as this one.

Daniel Riddle and Kelsey Jensen hit an open break in 5 dance youth

Oh, and sometimes I find hobo's on the street and dazzle them up and then take pictures of them. It's my way of giving back to the community.

Hobo cleans up for a picture

You can send me a thank you note later.