Why Life is Hard: Asinine Drivers

The only way to learn is by example and I have learned plenty while driving down any given road. Based on some not-so-scientific research, I have discovered that roughly 10% of drivers are intelligent; 9% are intelligent most of the time. As for the other eighty-one percent? Well, they titled this blog post for me. I do not have the best patience for drivers that lack intellect, but I will try to make the best of their situation. 

Construction Workers: We would literally be nowhere without them, but I would rather they change their work schedule. As I am hurriedly driving to school in the morning, some people in bright orange decide that their day is starting too, causing me to be running into the school as the final bell rings. The obvious answer would be to leave earlier, but I am by no means a morning person. Which is why I do not see why they cannot just start an hour later. Or just work at night! Anything would save me from the agony which is my daily morning commute. 

People Who Do Not Use Turn Signals: This seems like an easy fix to me. All it takes is a little flick of the wrist and everyone will be clear of your intentions. I am most irritated when I am turning and the traffic refuses to cease. Then, in the little opening I would have had available, I am not made aware until after they turn. Please, just have some common courtesy. 

People Who Drive Arrogantly: When I say arrogantly, I mean they think they are the king of the road. I have a little car and I guess people like this assume I will be scared when they are directly behind me. In a way, I really am because I do not fancy the idea of getting in a wreck. I even slow down so they can pass me, but nope, they are just trying to demean my car. Wow, I am bullied just because my car is not as “manly” as their truck. Impressive.

 People Who Text While Driving: These people are like the smokers of the road; being hazards to not only themselves, but even more so to those around them. In actual scientific evidence, texting while driving is the equivalent of drinking six beers. So this can easily apply to someone drinking while driving, but thankfully, I have not been very exposed to that.  How do you know if someone is texting while driving? Their speed varies, depending on if they have a message, and they cannot decide which side of the road they want to drive on. You would think that some of those commercials would change their mind. The worst part about it is, even going past them endangers you. I guess that text message is just more important than their lives.

I am in that nine percent of mostly intelligent drivers, considering I am not at my best in the mornings. We all make driving mistakes, but for some, driving haphazardly is their life. The next time one of these situations occurs in your own life, just remember: Don’t be that guy.

Ignorance Killed the Cat

I read a “Letter to the Editor” in my local paper recently, and it went something like this:

“…This was my point of anger, heartbreaking, disappointment in the students, band members, band directors, cheerleaders, cheer coaches and people sitting in the stands. This is not the *Jamestown I knew. I remember the band sitting in uniform the entire first half of the game, performing at halftime, and then lining the fence in front of the stands to begin the third quarter, play the fight song and welcome the *Panthers back to the field. They didn’t run around the entire third quarter half dressed…”

*names have been changed

This is just a short example of the clueless rant this woman went on. I am a very proud band member, in which I am also the squad leader of the pit percussion section, and we would never tolerate someone like that. All of my anger can be summed up in three points:


1. I feel sorry for this lady, because no matter how long it has been since she was in high school, she cannot get over it. When we look back on certain events in our lives, we tend to sugarcoat things. Maybe back in the old days, when she was in high school, the town was completely amazing, but times have changed.

2. She literally got on to EVERYONE who was on our side at the game. Even the spectators! I do not know if she realizes this or not, however, she included her negative self within her rant. The only people she failed to mention? The football team. Ours has a well-known record… Of losing. We are one of the worst teams in Texas and literally won only one game last year. The football team is lucky anyone shows up. Her point may have made sense if we had an okay team, but we seem to lack the latter.

3. Band is not a walk in the park and having a uniform on makes it even worse. We take off our coats before halftime and keep the overalls on underneath. May I remind you, I live in Texas where it is constantly ninety-five degrees (or above) and always humid. She expects us to play a ten minute halftime show, then immediately get ready to “welcome back” our losing football team.


My main point in all of this? Ignorance will destroy you. Maybe you will be lucky enough to be in a situation where ignorance really is bliss, but someday it will come back to bite. Although this lady seems to be “caring” about our school spirit, she herself is lacking spirit in our school.

Please do not live the rest of your life like you are still in high school. This is coming from a teenager: Saying something like this, is truly childish.

CAUTION: Advice from an adult stuck in high school is not credible.

My Proud Band



What started out as a reading assignment for English has turned into a different outlook on life. 1984 by George Orwell is a startling tale of how our life could have ended up. Instead of reading a story, I learned about an alternate timeline of history. Needless to say, I am frightened. You may be able to read this novel and laugh in Big Brother’s face, but our addiction to technology is one of growing proportions. According to NBC News, young people spend 16.7 hours a week online. (I am ashamed to report that I am likely part of this statistic.) Although I am an advocate of how technology is giving us the advantage of harnessing knowledge, I also believe that we need to spend time without it. I will not give out spoilers of this book, but I will persuade you to get off the internet to read it. 1984 changes the perspective of instant information and how our minds have been corrupted by hours of mindless television. Maybe you’ll even step outside for a while.



As I am trying to find the words to make my first blog post, I am at a loss. I have written down all these ideas and yet, I still have nothing. When all else fails, I go to YouTube. I searched “first videos” and up popped some of my favorite YouTube celebrities. These people have scored over a million hits each on videos; no money and no popularity to give them a boost. How did these average people begin? A computer and a voice.

My name is Lauren Hawkins and I am officially declaring myself a blogger. Why do I deserve this privilege? I am looking forward to finding that out along the way. To start, I want you to know the rhyme behind my reason. Beginning with, the name of my blog.

Dreams – Inside, I have stored these crazy ideas that I think the rest of the world would not be able to relate to. I watch people on YouTube, I read blogs, and this is where I truly fit in. If those bloggers really do exist, I should too.

Plans – My usual way of figuring out how to put my imagination into motion. Making lists, putting down due dates, scheduling my life; for nothing if I do not have the most important third element.

Courage – Woah, where did that come from? Nowhere, but I might as well start now. I have been procrastinating (as always) to further my time away from the ruthless trolls of the Web. Quoting Taylor Swift, “It was the night things changed.” Oddly enough, that happens to be tonight.

So here’s to you Internet, for putting peer pressure on me.