So it's been quite some time since I last updated this thing. I don't know why but I have a feeling it's because of a little thing called Myspace. Hmmm... Damn that Myspace. It takes away from everything. Anyhow. I'm terribly bored. I don't really know what to do with myself. I've walked Emery a million times today and I think she's kinda tired of it plus it's late so I can't do that. I'm watching t.v but there isn't anything terribly good on. Caleb for some reason isn't talking to me. I assume he's busy playing Halo or some shit. Oh well though. I assume I'll find something to do or just go to sleep. :) I do like to sleep. I assume I'll be doing lots of it coming this week because I only work three effin' days this week. I don't know why they're doing this to me. They hate me obviously. Why am I still there?? I'm so dumb! Anyhow. I'm out. Peace kids. xoxo

I'm really really tired. I haven't been able to sleep lately. I don't know why. It sucks. I've had lots on my mind lately. Maybe I should just stop thinking. Can you just stop thinking? I doubt it. Oh well. I wanna go home. I'm currently in school and I wanna shoot myself in the head. I bet that would stop me from thinking. Yup. Not doing that though. That would be sad... Maybe. I don't know if anyone would honestly care. I'm out. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

I'm really really tired. I haven't been able to sleep lately. I don't know why. It sucks. I've had lots on my mind lately. Maybe I should just stop thinking. Can you just stop thinking? I doubt it. Oh well. I wanna go home. I'm currently in school and I wanna shoot myself in the head. I bet that would stop me from thinking. Yup. Not doing that though. That would be sad... Maybe. I don't know if anyone would honestly care. I'm out. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

These words are my own Threw some chords together, the combination D-E-F Its who I am, its what I do, and I was gonna lay it down for you I tried to focus my attention, but I feel so A-D-D I need some help, some inspiration, but its not coming easily Tryin to find the magic, Tryin to write a classic, Dontcha know, dontcha know, dontcha know? Wastebin full of paper, clever rhymes- see ya later These words are my own, from my heart flow, I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, There's no other way to better say I love you, i love you Read some Byron Shelley and Keates, recited it over a hip-hop beat I'm havin trouble sayin what i mean, with dead poets and a drum machine You know i had some studio time booked, but i couldnt find the killer hook, now you're gonna raise the bar right up, nothin i write is ever good enough These words are my own, from my heart flow, I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, There's no other way to better say I love you, i love you These words are my own, from my heart flow, I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, There's no other way to better say I love you, i love you I'm gettin off my stage the curtains pull away No hyperboles to hide behind My naked soul exposes woaaaaah Tryin to find the magic, Tryin to write a classic, Dontcha know, dontcha know, dontcha know? Wastebin full of paper, clever rhymes- see ya later These words are my own, from my heart flow, I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, There's no other way to better say I love you, i love you I love you I love you, thats all i got to say cant think of a better way, and thats all i got to say I love you, is that ok? /////////////////////// What a great song. I love it. It's the bestest. Ha. That's all I got for you guys. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

So yeah. I don't have much to write about. I got my fucking braces off finally. I'm too fucking happy, though I don't think I'm nearly as adoable now as I was with them. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

Does anyonw know why my diary is so fucking white? I mean god damn. You go away for a while and it gets all gay and shit. Gah! Peace kids. xoxo Laine

your diary sucks so bad. You suck so bad. You are such a moron.....yeah.you think your all hard core and bad ass when really you are a complete moron. congratulations..you are a disgrace to the human race freak. [anonymous (70.56.98.67)] Why thank you for your comment Mr. I'm too fucking lame to actually leave my name. I don't honestly care what your opinion is. Good for you. Anyhow. Onto better things. I don't have much to say. Not much has been going on. I've been going to Tyler's house a bit. I've been missing me a Maggie since she was gone all week. I've also been dreaming about me some Chelsea. Ha. Silly me. I love you all. :) Damn Jamal made me work tonight and I wasn't scheduled to. He told me I was supposed to and I got there and Zac said, "You're not supposed to be here you know." I was quite upset. Oh well. I got off at eight. I was going to go to Tyler's but he didn't answer. Damn him. I gotta work tomorrow also. Yay me. I don't get a day off 'til Thursday. Jamal also won't let me have Saturday off which angers me. Summer Side Show III is this Saturday, not to mention it is also Tyler's birthday. Damn Jamal. Oh well though. I wanna get another job so I can get off for shows. I love working at the theatre, but I can never go to The Promise Drive shows anymore. It makes me sad. How can I be a proper obsessed fan if I can't even make it to their shows? It's not fucking possible. GAH! Anyhow. I'm going to split. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

Here goes nothing... Haven't updated in a while. Mainly because of work and Tyler. He calls and insists that we stay on the phone all day and since we have dial-up I would have to be on my cellphone to update which would be muy expensive. So I just chose not to update. I'm sure no one cared too much. Let's see not much has been going on anyhow. Saturday I went to Tyler's skateboard competition. He did well. Won second place. Richard Daniels won first! Yay Richard. He's great. I was outside for five hours and thirty minutes on asphalt. You can't begin to imagine how bad that all ended up. If you know me you know how incredibly bad I always seem to blister after only being in the sun for a short amount of time. Well five hours and thirty minutes was just like hanging out in hell for about thirty minutes. Not that I've been to hell, but I work at the theatre where Satan's balls used to hang (ha.) so I know roughly how bad that would be. Anyhow so I was in crazy pain for like three days. My face was redder than the tomatoes you have in your garden (that is if you have one) my arms are quite odd looking. It made me laugh until someone touched it. They still hurt a little. Anyhow onto something else. I exempted three of my finals, but not American Literature. I was absent four days in there. I didn't go take it though, because when I go back there I'm probaly going to be in some pretty serious trouble. Ha. I went to school Tuesday only to return my literature book and exemption form, but Chris left me so I had to stay the whole day. Yay me. Not. Tuesday was a bad day to be in school. I only went to fourth period (American Literature) and it sucked to the max. I'll tell the story. It may not be in full detail but it'll be as close as I can get it without having to type the entire conversation that occured between me and anyone I had contact with the whole period. Umkay so here goes. I went into class and sat in my usual seat that I was assigned at the bginning of the semester only to be moved to the far back corner of the room with my desk facing the wall. (Satan (Dr. Watkins) moved me there last week when I was disrupting class.) So I moved as I was asked to, I'm a good kid for the most part. I also did the work we were supposed to be doing. (I wouldn't wanna fail for something silly.) Satan decides to go around and check everyones work to be sure it was being done correctly. Only she skipped right over me and didn't acknowledge me when I attempted to bring this fact to her attention. I pretty much got pissed, balled my paper up, and took it to the wastebasket. In the process I decided to say a few choice words just low enough that Satan probaly couldn't hear but loud enough that everyone else could. It was something along the lines of "You fucking lesbian, I think it's time to get more make-up tattooed to you ancient face." or something of that nature. I remember it being a bit more witty. Anyhow. I went back to my seat with all the intention in the world to finish up the period with a nice little nap. My plans were soon changed when Mr. Parson's called for A-Hall to clean out their lockers. Knowing I didn't have anything in my lockers I left anyhow and walked around with Alex and Tyler. We went to Mrs. Reed's room, the drink machine in the gym, Mrs. Sargent's room, then finally I went back to Satan's den. When I got there someone asked me where I had been and I told them the drink machine and Satan got angry. I went to my lonely little desk in the back corner and went to sleep. Only to be woken up by my dear Maggie calling me on my cellphone which I forgot to put on silent. Sucks for me, eh? So Satan said, "I think I'm going to take that up. Just as soon as you finish reading your message go ahead and bring it up here." I said, "Ha. Funny it's not a message, but nice try anyhow idiot." So I took it up to her. Where she had her arm extended assuming I would place it in her hand, but instead I just tossed it onto the podium in front of her. She said, "Good manners will take you a long way in life." I said, "I think if you tell yourself that it would make more of an impact." On account of I am very very polite. Then I told her if she were more polite people might actually like her, but there's still the scare factor. She is VERY scary looking. Anyhow. I went back to my seat until she said for us to move into groups so we could study for our finals. At the end of the period I went to her desk to ask her for my phone and she ignored me and walked off. At Troup if you get your phone taken up for the first time the teacher is supposed to give it back at the end of class. So I just decided to take the matter into my own hands found my phone, (which was lying upon a referral) took it off her desk, put it in my pocket, signed Jeremy's yearbook, and ran out of the room. On the way down the hall I turned my phone on and saw that I had received a message from Chris (my brother) I read it and was going to the car. Then suddenly overhead I hear my name being called and the voice told me to report to room A120. I didn't know if that was Satan's den or not, but I went anyhow. I put my phone on silent and put it in Tyler's pocket and told him not to do anything if it vibrated. I went into the room, asked her what she needed, so she began to accuse me of "stealing MY phone". I told her I didn't take it, she said "Who did you get to take it?" Then I said, "No one! You got my freaking phone stolen!" She said, "I'll make sure I put that on here too that I got your freaking phone stolen." So I said, "I don't fucking care what you put on it, you can also pay for the fucking thing too." Then I went up the hall and haven't been back since. It was pretty funny. I didn't think I was going to be able to keep a straight face. I did and I was quite proud. So I will be starting school with a referral and possibly iss or oss. Ha. I think it's quite funny. I have to work tonight and there are going to be many many scary people coming to see Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith. It's going to be crazy. Wish me luck. Anyhow. I think this entry has gotten long enough. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

Alright kids. I'm going to update because my dear Hunt begs me to. So here goes. I'm a pretty happy person now thanks to ALL my friends and Tyler. He's pretty fucking awesome. He stayed at my house from about eleven thirty pm Friday after work until about two thirty pm Saturday. He wasn't supposed to be here in the first place but he spent the night anyhow. (Nothing happened kids) Just some good ol' fashion sleep. Only we didn't sleep well on account of we started out on a couch that isn't exactly a couch, it's a good deal shorter. We eventually moved to the floor, which was even less comfortable. I only took two blankets in there with us and one of them was actually a sleeping bag I got when I was about five. It's pretty small. Erin (my niece) spent the night too and I let her use the other one. So Tyler and I were lying on the floor. It's carpet but I hate it. It was still pretty good though. His dad called my cellphone at about seven thirty am, but I didn't answer and he left a message telling me to tell Tyler he needed to get home becaus he was really upset with him. Like I said though, he stayed until two thirty pm. So we assumed his dad would be pretty mad, and now I pretty much hate his entire family because they all suck large amounts of ass. I haven't even met any of them, besides his brother...sorta, he seems alright. I pretty much mean the parents. God damn them I hope they all fucking die. Anyhow. I can't really go into what happened. I was asked not to. I just hope everything is okay. He was at the Spring Show last night, Chris saw him. I was somewhat relieved to hear that. I still haven't gotten to talk to him today though. I don't think I'm going to get to talk to him until tomorrow. I can wait, I'm pretty patient. I'm out. Peace kids. xoxo Laine

I hope that stupid fucking son of a bitch dies. Why did I waste my fucking time? God damn I'm so fucking pissed. I hope he seriously dies really fast while he's in the god damn army. Fucking queer. Anyhow. How is everyone? Peace kids. xoxo

GEES I'M SO FUCKING BORED. I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO. SO...I DECIDED TO UPDATE IN ALL CAPS,AND IT'S HARD TO DO THIS AND NOT YELL AT PEOPLE ON MSN...I'M LISTENING TO LAGWAGON. THEY'RE AWESOME AND EVERYONE SHOULD LISTEN TO THEM. I'M OUT. PEACE KIDS. XOXO LAINE

School is quite the boring place to be today. I don't want to be here for anything. I'm so sleepy. Friday at Kelli's was much better than expected. I love me some Kelli, but if much is known about some of our history you would know why I didn't expect much. I got to spend time with my Kelli plus Chelsea was there so it was great. Corey was there too and he's cool, but we weren't really friends before him and Kelli started going out, so it wasn't anything special. He's a hoot. We watched Dodgeball, which is a fucking hilarious movie. I love it. We toasted marshmellows, it was fun. Alex and Breanne came over too. They're adorable. I love them. How great that I say things like that about Kelli's niece and nephew, but not my own. Ha. She's not really adorable, she's mean... I love her none-the-less. I had to get up early Saturday morning because I had to work, but I got to leave early because we weren't busy. I was soo sleepy I was about to fall asleep in the damn box. Tim saved me. Yay! I'm rather hungry I don't know why though. Nothing happened Sunday. I bought the Jack Johnson cd. It is fucking awesome. I love it loads. I was going for the Copeland cd though and it wasn't there so I was terribly upset. I was informed that my car is at the paint shop and will most likely be out by this weekend then Christipher will put the windshield in and I will be able to get it. I hope my taxes come in before then so I will have a good down payment for it. Tim says two hundred will be enough, but I wanna give him more if I can. Isn't it great to have a brother that knows people. :) I sure think so. I don't have to work tonight, and I'm quite pleased on account of I'm really tired. Going to possibly get some clothes after school. Not really positive. Thirty-five minutes 'til lunch. Jeepers I'm going to die. I'm so god damn bored. Hmmm... I don't have much to talk about. I think I'm going to go play games. Peace kids. xoxo

What does lackadaisical mean? So yeah... I don't have anything to say really, but I figured, what the hell. Why not just write some nonsense stuff. I'm soo tired, my head hurts quite bad, and I don't have anything to do tonight. No work, no friends, no anything. The only part of that, that is actually certain is the no work part. I have friends, but no one does anything anymore. Besides with their significant other. Oh well. I don't care. I'll go home and watch me some t.v. Now there's something I haven't done in quite a while...If you don't count Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. So then actually, I don't do anything besides watch t.v. With the occasional work break. Ha. Work break. That is truly what it is. I do nothing there but sit in a box and hand people tickets as I take their money. It's quite easy...and boring. Tomorrow I have to get up really early for a meeting at work. Blah. I hate getting up early on the weekends. :( Oh well though, it comes with the job, I don't have to do anything besides sit there and listen to Jamahl talk for half a hour. No big dick...Ha. I mean deal. Silly me. Last night I called Michael and someone actually answered...His mom. She never answers the phone. Hmmm... Anyhow. We 'talked' for a hour and a half. More like I was talking and he would respond ever now and then. When he did talk he was saying something mean to me. He said I was a loser and not in the joking way, plus there was more but I'm not going to put it on here. He's a dick. I don't know why I continue to call him. It's somewhat pointless, and as much as I know that is true, it doesn't stop me. Oh well. It gives me something to do. It's really boring to just sit there with nothing to do. Plus... I like him lots minus the time when he's mean to me. He's mostly nice...mostly. (How many people will get that? Hmmm...) He said he's mean when he's in a bad mood, but rather than get off the phone with me he just says mean things. Oh well. Most things I don't care about really. I don't like to let things bother me. It's silly. God dammit, we have thirty-three more minutes left in here. Gees I'm bored. I think I'm going to die. Yeah I know I say that often but I think today will really be the day. Peace kids. xoxo

This is my update. Kelli suggested that I make one so I figured, eh, what the hell? Ya know? So...I got to go to the Battle of the Bands thingy. Yippy. It was pretty awesome. I missed the first part of The Ice Ministry, which is the band I was going to see. I was in Heaven and they were playing in Hell. My brother called me and told me yay for Greg. I had to drive up there. It was alright at first, then a car got between Carla and I, so I got lost. We drove around Atlanta for like an hour before we even found the fuckin' road we were supposed to be on. We made it with the guidance of like four fucking people. Missed Cyren, but hey it's cool. I luckily didn't have to drive home. I would've been able to do that better I'm sure. I don't know. Hmmm... I don't have much more to say. Peace kids. xoxo

I get to go. I get to go. I love my bubba... Hehe. Peace.

I wanna go to the battle of the bands thingy at the masquerade! I'm so angry. I don't know if I'll get to go. Someone take me! I need a god damn car! Gah!!! I'm going to start walking now and hopefully make it there in time. Ha. Joking. I'll make it to the lunchroom. Damn! Not for another thirty minutes. Hmmm... I'm not sixteen. I should change that. Still quite upset that Blink 182 broke up, I was listening to them yesterday on the way to work. Which by the way was incredibly boring. Not only did we not get busy I had to look at the crazy awesome rides at the carnival and be sad because I couldn't go. I'll get to do that yet again tomorrow. I think tomorrow will suck ten million times more than yesterday. We are getting two new movies: Diary of a Mad Black Woman and Robots. Which means loads of kids and black people. Don't get me wrong, I'm not racist (I don't like kids though) but I don't know if I feel like dealing with all their shit. My head hurts really bad right now. I don't know why though. I think I'm dying. How grand life would be if it didn't exist... Zac will be there tomorrow though we will be in out respective boxes it may not be to incredibly horrible. I haven't talked to Michael since Sunday. I call but no one answers. I was right. Hahaha. I'm so awesome, I don't know what to do about it. Yay! I got one hundred thirty-one questions out of one hundred fifty on my Spanish midterm. I finished before anyone and it was really early. Sr. Hays says it was the best grade he had ever seen anyone make that finished so early. I'm great...even in Spanish. Now I have an eighty-two in there it would be a ninety-two if I would have done my first project. Oh well. It will come up I'm sure of it. There's no need to fear, under dog is here. Did anyone ever watch the cartoon as a child? I did, I did. Wow! I'm getting really dizzy just sitting here typing. What the fuck is wrong with me. Tim and Chad said I need vitamins. On account of I don't eat vegetables and stuff that I should. I hate vegetables! Besides of course potatoes (fried or instant mashed) and tomatoes (which I think is technically a fruit)and lettuce (only a bit on salad and tacos though.) Golly. I'm gonna jet now. Peace kids. xoxo

That's right...I'm very distraught. Mainly because it is ten o'six and I should be on the phone with Michael. I called and no one answered so I decided what else is there to do besides update those silly journal things?...so here I am, updating this silly journal thingy. I am also distraught on account...no one answered my damn question besides Chelsea...I love Chelsea soooo much. She is adorable and funny and all that anyone could ever ask for...No I'm not lesbian...but if I were...I would definatly have to make Chelsea lesbian as well and have loads of children with her. Ummm...okay the last part isn't exactly true...No kids. Ha. I hate kids. They annoy me. So I would have to beat them in the face if they didn't leave me alone and I'm too fragile (huh? me?) to go to jail, so I think no kids is the best way to go...yup yup yup. Hmmm... I made a ninety-four on my Spanish test today. Yay me. Saturday The Ice Ministry will be playing at The Masquerade and I wanna go. I gotta find someone to take me though. Hmmm...let's see...any takers? Ha. Joking. I don't wanna burden anyone. Maybe I just won't go. I actually think Chris is going so maybe I'll ask him...nope...probaly not. What was I thinking. He hates me. Oh well I will find someone. My mother annoys me soooo much. More than I think anyone (besides me of course) could bare. I don't know why she just doesn't shoot herself...sad story...all that is just from hearing her say something to someone. Oh well, what can I do about this? Absolutely nothing, and that...my friends (or lack there of) is what I tend to do. :) I need like enormous crazy amounts of sleep. I think I will go to bed early tonight. It may be the best thing to do. I have one more of these to update...I think, then I have a real journal I will probaly write in then off to be. So I'll probaly be dreaming at about one thirty or two o'clock. Hmmm...doesn't sound very early. On account of it isn't. Anyhow I'm out. Peace kids. xoxo

Yes... That's right, I'm depressed. On account of the bad news about Blink 182. I know it's old news but I haven't had time to get on here and update. I don't care either. So ha! I'm currently in mourning. I ran out of clean black shirts though so today it's yellow. Probaly not a good color for mourning. Oh well though. Last night work was so incredibly boring. I thought I was going to die right then and there. There were only three people there last night. Tim, Steven, and myself. I don't know either of them well so I didn't have much to say. I walked around all zombie like or just sat in the box staring at the bushes in front of it. Oh well though. That day is gone and there's nothing I can do about it now. Hmmm... Michael is a really mean person. Only sometimes though. I think he has multiple personalities. On account of he's really nice one minute and the next not so much. I continue to call every night, at the same time though.(Unless I'm at work of course.) Why do I do this? Beats me. I have to work all weekend. I think Jamahl hates me. I don't know any other reason he would make me work all weekend. It's not like I have anything to do, but I think we have two movies starting on Friday and I might die. So bid me farewell Friday in school if you care/see me...it may be the last time. :) No I'm joking...Jamahl doesn't hate me. He's actually pretty nice to me. I'm not like all the other stupid girls that work there. That's not my words by the way. I don't know any of the girls there except Beth. Someone else employed by Carmike Cinemas said that. :) I bought Zac some pants the other week and he was wearing them yesterday. Yay! I was happy to see his appreciation. What to say now?...(Ms. Susy had a turtle, she named him Tiny Tim, she put him in the bath tub to teach him how to swin, he drank up all the water, he ate a bar of soap, he tried to eat the bath tub, but it wouldn't go down his throat.) I loved that as a child. My sister and I used to go around singing it together all the time. Now we don't do much of anything together. I'm happy she has Andrew, but sad that she has no time for me. I guess it was bound to happen at some point, eh? I'll learn to manage. I fill my time with non-sense phone calls to Michael, television, and music. I recently stumbled upon The Dukes of Hazzad on CMT. I know, I know...CMT ewww... I do agree, but for The Dukes of Hazzard I'll watch any channel. :) I used to watch that show all the time when I was a kid. Now I can watch it while I'm a slightly older kid. Yippy. I also find myself watching a lot of M*A*S*H. I didn't watch it as a kid, I started watching it this summer and the obsession seemed to stick. I love it. Wow! I'm so incredibly bored. I wrote Michael a note 'professing my un-dying love.' Ha. Mostly had nothing to do with that, but hey what can I say? I was bored, like nobody's business. I think I am going to go now. I don't have anything else to say. Except... If you were stranded on a deserted island with seven of your closest friends and you had nothing to eat, would you eat your friends? and if so, in what order? If I know you and your friends say names if not say ranks. (i.e. best friend, good friend, acquaintance, etc.) Peace people. xoxo

I didn't get to go to The Promise Drive concert. I was supposed to work, but I forgot to get my work permit signed by the people in the office at school so I wasn't allowed to. I was going to go to the concert but my fucking mom talks too god damn much so I didn't leave in enough time to get there. I'm going to go eat with them when they get back to LaGrange though. I heart those guys. MICHAEL STARLING IS A CRAZY HOT BITCH! Peace out.

Oh my fucking God! I'm soo tired. I haven't updated this thing in ages... Not much has been happening. I got fired from Arby's. I went to The Promise Drive's thing at New Community Church. Lacey told the manager I was at the movies when I told them I was sick. I wasn't at the movies! I wasn't sick either but still. Anyhow. So now I'm unemployed. Oh well. I'll get another job. Hmmm... So there's this guy I like. I've been talking to him a bit. Which resulted in me liking him more than I thought I would. I don't know that he likes me though. Sad face. I hope he does. I will eventually get the balls to ask more about it. Not yet though. Prom...Sucks! Okay so I've never been to prom, but it sucks anyhow. No one to go with. Oh well though. I don't even think I'm going to go. Who knows. Maybe I will and it will be awesome. Anyhow. I'm out.