“You amaze me.” – Lady Gaga, “Monster”
Not Del-GAH-sso. Not DelFiggio (I kid you not, there was actually a substitute teacher who read it like that when taking attendance). It’s Delgesso. It’s pronounced how it’s spelled.
Lauren is a pre-med student here at CSU, majoring in biology and minoring in Spanish. She’s a sister of Delta Delta Delta and a rabid Avalanche fan (Landy, to be more specific).
We went to the same high school and became all but joined at the hip while we were in the trenches together in IB (thank goodness, or else I would have failed out of bio). She took me to my first college party. She took me to my first ever concert (Breathe Carolina and Cobra Starship, the day before my nineteenth birthday, out on the IM fields). I rendezvoused with her immediately during Ram Welcome, and we rode all of the rides, we entered all of the contests, and she won a drawing as we waited in one of the abysmally long lines for one of the endlessly fun activities at the LSC.
Lauren suffers from the auto-immune celiac disease, and her mother, as well as our saintly lit teacher senior year – both named Diana - are survivors of breast cancer. She also embarked on a school-sponsored trip to Costa Rica the summer after graduation. Not only is she studying her passions (pre-med and Spanish), she also has a pair of tattoos honoring each set of these life-changing events.
A Love Letter to Lauren
Oh, Lauren, you’re the reason I’m now a veteran of IB, rather than a victim of it. You’re the reason I survived senior year at all. We practically lived in the library, when we weren’t blasting Fallout Boy and Panic! At The Disco in your car. We were good students, when we weren’t making history jokes or playing the Wikipedia game because the bio sub didn’t know what she was doing. Your parties are always the most fun – karaoke, jam sessions, and dancing in the basement, even though I did make the wrong turn leaving your house in Columbine and went as far as Lockheed Martin before I could turn back around again (those were my pre-GPS days). I can still remember going to Noodles and Company after finishing an IB exam, the day before graduation, and making a pact to never go to high school again the day after tomorrow.
Even after graduation and grad parties, I loved my Summer 2012 because of you. You took me to my first club. It was a blast, seeing Wayne’s World at Red Rocks, listening to your stories from working at Wendy’s and going to Costa Rica. You are such an adventurous, hardworking, quotable, lovable human being, and I still awkwardly have your senior picture in my wallet. I love you!
Thank you for reading. Pura vida.
Paws up, and go Rams.
Pray! Meditate! Get your spiritual needs taken care of at the non-denominational Danforth Chapel, located on the Oval!