Well Hello.

I'm not all that sure as to how to start blogging. Is there proper etiquette for it? I don't know. Either way, I don't think I'd follow those rules.
Anywho.
My name is Lauren, and I'm seventeen years old. There's too much to say in so little time, so rather than telling you now, in my following blogs you'll truly find out who I am through my stories. However, in the meantime, I'll try to stick it in a nutshell.
I'm quite philosophical, and I view life through existientalism. If I followed any religion, it would be Buddhism, but I don't because of my love-hate relationship with organized faith. I don't love everything, but sometimes it feels like I do. I'm an in-your-face liberal, though I'll never force my views on a soul. Obstacles and wonderfully eccentric people have shaped my life. I love music, and Lady Gaga helped me save myself. It sounds silly, but I'll explain later.
Hundreds of people pass by me every day, but so few know me. In fact, unless you're a VERY close friend of mind, you're one of those people. Think of some words that you think describe me based on first impression. Now, erase them all from your mind, and accept this: unless you know me, you don't know me. I'm beyond shameless, wounded, and happy.
If any of this surprises you, consider it a fresh start.
In my blog, I'm not just going to talk aimlessly like I am now (because quite frankly, this is shitty writing at its best), I'll instead tell stories that either characterize my life, or don't have much to do with me, but I'll express my opinions through them.
As for the title of my blog: I'm not in Paris, and whether or not I'm a fat ass is based on how shallow you are. Judge for yourself:

I'm the chickadee. In my stories, they very well might involve you, so I'll change the names of those involved. I don't have much else to say, so stay tuned if you please. If not, I hope the rest of your life is lovely.
-Lauren