Would You Like To Be Me?

It’s dawned on me that I write a whole lot of junk about how I feel or I post random nonsensical thoughts I have. So for everyone’s sake here is a sensible update about my life.

Lauren Joy Reid.
Fourteenth of April Nineteen Ninety Two.
19-Years, 2-Months, 22-Days.

I have long brown hair that I’m thinking of dying red.
I work at DHS.
I have a 2.5 stretcher in my ear.
Angela Salerman reminds me to be human.
Lateshia Neal reminds me to laugh – often.
I bite my nails.
Green and brown clothes make me happy.
On the 18^th of July I am going to the Asia Pacific Youth Conference.
I should be doing an assignment.
I drink caramel latté like I might die if I don’t.
I love Jesus.
Retail therapy is becoming an issue with my bank account.
I break phones.
I enjoy indie alternative music.

I like working with young people.
I intend to spend time next year working in the poor parts of Fiji.

I run out of credit often.
My head is never quiet.
I mean I think a lot.

It’s not like voices or something.

I mean I am not a schizophrenic.

I own a lot of things I don’t value.
Emerald is a wonderful place to study.
The thought of working in the poor parts of any developing nation makes me excited.

I miss performing; theatre was my life for a time.

Sometimes I forget my manners.

I like to sit on the floor of the shower.

My goldfish should be dead.
I read. A lot.
I write whatever comes into my head.
I can’t remember your name.
I have a Mum and a Booster.
And by that I mean a Mum and sister.

I’m done for now.

This turned out totally not sensible.
:)