Spring break fucking sucks. What a waste of time. At least it's a break away from...everything. From all those kids who hate, love and torture. From all the teachers who add so much stress to her day. April 29 is almost here. Disneyland is almost here. It would be so much better if Tara wasn't the only one staying with her. (Band trip)(Many kids choose not to go to Disneyland because they prefer prom. whatever.) Yesterday was quite fun. Amanda, Tara, Marissa and her went to McDonald's. Met Daniel for the first official time. Got a ride with him to Mervyn's. Walked to the mall. Walked around. Daniel is quite the awesome guy. Senior. Girlfriend. Forget it. She's become obsessed with the song "How We Do" by Mount Sims. Brooke came over yesterday and they all ordered pizza and Skylar came over to eat with them. Then they went to see Sin City. Tara and Skylar made out. Amanda didn't want to sit next to Tyler. Marissa wished Matt was there. Brooke and Amanda talked a lot. Lauren sat there content to just be alone in her mind. The movie was good. Very good. She's glad they saw that instead of The Ring 2. Tara, Amanda, Brooke and Marissa spent the night. They watched movies, sat in the jacuzzi for over an hour and just talked. Brooke and Lauren stayed up until 4 in the morning. That's what Myspace can do to you. Woke up today at 12:22. They were dead tired. Tara and Amanda had track so had left and come back already. Marissa had drumline so she was gone. Nothing of importance occurred. Brooke left to go to the mall. Amanda had to go home. Brooke bought her the Devotchkas cd for her birthday. It was way sweet of her. Now it's time for pizza. And then...therapy. Second to the last time. 6:26 PM Are you supposed to lie to your therapist? Hmm...well she does it anyway. And the more her therapist tells her how bad he is, the more she wants him. Zach. He's the worst thing that has ever happened to her. So Lola suggests that she bring her mother in. She bursts into tears at everything her mother says. She is not so much hurt as she is worried. Worried about what will happen out of this little room with someone watching. What will happen in the car, what strange obscenities will be yelled at her. What will happen at home, how she'll be accused of lying. But nothing happened. Wonderful. The sound of silence penetrates her ears. But it isn't the good silence. It is the silence that brings along another meaning. It brings along...distrust and uncertainty. It scares her. She hates this silence, although she should be used to it by now. Just informed that Amanda has a boyfriend. Another fucking asshole of a fucking boyfriend. Lauren has some issues with this guy. But that's Amanda's own fucking problem so whatever. It's time for a nap now. And then she needs to read. 200 pages of a book she thought would be interesting (come on, it's about sylvia plath!) that really isn't is due by monday. Great. Orthodontist appointment tomorrow at 8 in the fucking morning.