a life in review

Hey beautiful people! Sorry for my totally lame dearth in updates--summer's been too good to me and Facebook's been my brand of heroin for the past week (what? Twilight reference? Ya. . .)

But, ahhhh, you guys! I love season one of Laguna Beach. (As a sidenote, I realize that Twilight + Laguna Beach in two sentences is more than sickening to some, you can totally stop readin here if you wish)

Back in '04, when I was a classy 12 year old teenybopper, LC, Stephen and Trey graduated from Laguna Beach High School (which I actually didn't know at the time because I don't have cable--that's why I watched a lot of PBS and 60 Minutes. . .I don't know how I turned out normal-ish)  To give you an idea of the times, Hollister didn't even sell skinny jeans and Facebook had JUST BEEN FOUNDED. I know, there was actually an era B.F. (Before Facebook), I'm as taken aback as you are (aka, not very. Unless you are actually kind of not intelligent). . .

Anyways, like I said before, I had never actually watched Laguna Beach up until yesterday. I figured that as a soon-to-be astute Ivy League student, I should probably brush up on all my pop culture references (you guys, life lesson: it's important to stand out and be the best at something. In my case, everyone around me will be pondering the possibility of quantum suicide and studying the inner-workings of laissez-faire economics, so I choose instead to be fluent in the relationship status of LC and Stephen and the appropriate usage of the word "dunzo" in everyday conversation. It's called being unique.)

And you guys. . .I LOVE IT! Laguna Beach's graduation somehow managed to capture a part of my heart that my graduation didn't even capture. Seriously. Throughout all 11 episodes (I watched all of them in the last 24 hours), I found myself constantly wanting to update my Facebook status with something like "Holy shit, revelation: there is merit to Laguna Beach" because here's the thing: I could completely relate to them. I especially sympathized with LC cause I dig what that girl is feeling, but we won't get too personal here. 

Because it was season one, the show has got the grit and reality that the next seasons and The Hills all lack. It's the real deal (or as real as MTV can get) and I'd say it's more like a yearbook than a reality TV show. And we all know  how much we like to look through yearbooks.

Hahha, and I'm being pretty serious throughout this entire post, so. . .hatas step off

Ugh this post is semi-gross! Sorry baby pies, but I didn't want to give you nothing. . . 

PS. Wavy Lays are for scumbags, pussies and Harry Potter haters. Ruffles all the way! It's just one of those things that are true, ya know?