“If our friendship was a real ship, it would be the titanic… Full of drama and tragedy, but ultimately fucking epic material for making and insanely-successful movie.  :3 Love: Chris Ransom 2010″

The last week of April, I house sat my Aunt and Uncle’s house while they took my brother and ventured to Yosemite. I had a nice time seeing friends and relaxing. My favorite, was going to my favorite place ever, The Monterey Bay Aquarium. One day, I’m going to get married in there, it’s such a beautiful area, it just makes me heart sing. I was lucky enough to go twice! Once with my best friend Jasmine who has never been, and the second time an amazing trip with my brother, father and mother. (My parents were actually civil for once!) Now time for me to freeze my fingers and onward to pictures!



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So, you know the saying, “What happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas.” Well, for the most part it does. I think I can tell you a few things while still keeping the saying true. On April 10th at 6:00am I flew to Las Vegas, Nevada with my mother to celebrate my best friend who is practically my sister’s 21st birthday. My plan was to drink the moment I land to the moment I leave. I did pretty much that. Even though I had to stop drinking around 8pm Saturday night because I was already having a pre-hangover. We drank, danced, partied, and gambled. I’m actually surprised that I didn’t get in a fight in Vegas. I said some really mean things to a lot of people, mean things enough to be chased after getting my hair pulled and whipped into a fist fight. Luck was on my side and it didn’t happen (thank god because I was already doing a beating to my body) By the end of the trip my feet were swollen two sizes and aching so bad. We went to a Chippendale show, which was pretty amazing and I never knew my mom would go so crazy over half naked muscly men. I even got one to thrust his balls into my crotch region, which was nice and put me in this crazy single lady trance. The best part of that night was when we went to the bar, I ordered a drink and they didn’t have a blender so I asked the bartender Gian what he recommended, he said “We have sex with a chicken, it’s fruity” So I said I’d have that, my mom and I were laughing and I was screaming to Stevie and Kirsten about the drink and finally the bartender corrected me and said “Haha, no it’s actually called sex with a Chippendale” Which left us hilariously laughing and having an inside joke with the bartender.

It was a fun trip, without a doubt. My mom and I decided that every other year, we need a mother daughter trip to Vegas. I might need to bring a partner in crime because my mom doesn’t dance or stay up late. Until next time! Viva Las Vegas!

So here’s just a little introduction to you about myself and what this blog is about. I’m Lauren Elyse, and I’m 21 years old today on April 8, 2010. A year ago I was diagnosed with Interstitial Cystitis, which at the time not really any of my friends took seriously. Sure, a few, but none to really understand the extent of pain I was in. Of course it doesn’t help when most of your friends are 799 miles away. Interstitial Cystitis is a bladder condition where bacteria has entered your bladder and has started eating away the mucus that protects you bladder lining. Eventually with time, the bacteria eats at your bladder lining. The pain is similar to a bladder infection, x50. Within the next couple of months I began to experience extreme fatigue and electrocution throughout my body. I didn’t really understand how or what caused it, maybe my medicine? I went off the medicine and the pain was still there and began to worsen and new symptoms like seizures and paralysis showed up. After many tests including an MRI and cat scan, it seems like I’m just a healthy person. So they tell me I’m depressed and have anxiety and want to put me on the most addicting drugs to have me stable. Thing is, I’ve been depressed and I’ve had anxiety, and I know how to cope all the time. This is something so much more extreme that I know its not depression or anxiety.

So since the doctors don’t have any idea, I’ve decided to take matters in my own hands, and try to cure myself with adventures. Sure, it won’t cure the amount of pain I’m in, but I’ll be emotionally happy where I can let myself free and not be stuck in my bed and suffer. Sounds like the best thing I could do myself and I hope that you all will enjoy it just as much as I put in it.

 

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