Fuck I am amazing.
I'd like to see you bitches do what I do...
and what I've done.

AHH IM SO EXCITED.

and it starts off as always....lmao

The save on foods "hot" stickers start being stuck on asses and boobs and.....other areas.

ryan looks like quagmeyer...HAHAHA

errrr jon's just drunk....

ryan likes to touch himself???

beer alize? beer alize??? hmmmm

oh the hot stickers:D

nick doesnt look very happy

im pretty much amazing...hahhh...ha.....h...a

chug chuggg

ahhh wynding down at 4 in the morninggg

and this is what the rest look like....hahahaha..speaks for itself

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kailee and jordan just jumped right into it. screw waiting for the alcohol to kick in.

and then raped kailee, but i don't need to be drunk to do that hehe

she told me to do it....hehe

my boobs not only got severly groped that night but licked. thanks you lil slut;) at least you didnt make me ALMOST hit a median.

whoever took that must have been just as drunk as i was cuz it's super blurry

ryan's licking my asssssssss

even the lights were being drunk

yea now im just plain on her

caught her in the act

nice chin kailee

now we're all just groping eachother. isnt it convenient my pants are falling off?

aww jon's a pimp

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Alright so i figured i'd start out this years "blog" or random rantings of laura...with a slight reminscence...(if thats a word)

NOTE: there's retarded ramblings in brackets that should basically be ignored. (considering im the only one who will read this...NOTE TO SELF...disregard the retarded ramblings within the brackets...including this one)

All I have to say:[/b]

The year 2006 better be better than 2005 because 2005 really fucking sucked (slightly.) I mean hey, it had it's good points.(kind of)

- I met Jon (obviously)
- I slowly dragged my ass out of an insanely depressing period of five months. (not an actual period...EW..I WAS HARDCORE EMO OK *flippy hair thing*)
- Actually Jon dragged my ass out of that...(but SHHH he doesn't know that..)
- i got so high i claimed the stars were turning on and off...(they fucking WERE i swear)
- i went to san fransisco and experienced bisexuality at its finest (NOT LITERALLY...penis for me..penis penis penis...and maybe a little kailee clam bumpies..)
- i randomly drove to oliver with jon. going through ouLALA to get some walawala cherries as we passed STANDING rock..(but we didnt actually find standing rock until later..ahh "FUCKING INDIANS AND THEY'RE not so standing STANDING ROCK"
- OH OH OH a big one...my flower was plucked.
- jon and i experienced THE "honk a foo foo's" (that was fucking scary...campin in the middle of NO WHERE with crazy bear/wolf/chicken calling animal speciman)
- VIVA LAS VEGAS got a little taste of LAURA (and jon running down the halls of our hotel NAKED cuz he lost horribly to me at strip poker)
- OH OH OH OH the whole oliver panty hose, not so knome hunting and getting my foot run over by katie's car. That was pretty much amazing)
- and of course the time paige and alex got to see me NAKED after jon dragged me to bed topless...leaving me with RUG BURNS EVERYWHERE..(which i have scars of)...(still)

and im pretty sure there's about a thousand more...

BASICALLY:

last year may have blown chunks..slightly...but all in all i wound up not only making it..but coming out with the love of my life.
Let's just hope 2006 brings amazing oppurtunities, patience and happiness..and all that..other stuff

Pain is inevitable.
Suffering is optional.-

i just don't get it.
i'm just barely making it and no one knows it but me.
only seventeen years and six months old
and i think i have an stress related ulcer.
possible?
APPARENTLY.
i know my life isn't world war two
but im tired
in my everything.
so sick of having to be so "responsible"
and I thought i had problems before...
i'm officially without residence in exactly 22 days and 3 hours.[/b]
stuck with literally only two choices.

OPTION A) move to calgary with jon with next to no money
into a $650 a month apartment.
do you know what $650 a month gets you?
next to nothing.

OPTION B) i do what the dear old grandparents want.
move into a nice christian room and board.
A FUCKING ROOM AND BOARD.

"oh sorry laura, you have to leave your HOME because your mother is clinically insane with raging VOICES IN HER HEAD that dont let her EAT FOOD or DRINK WATER or CLEAN HERSELF....so you have to move into a home with fake people who are PAID to PRETEND to care about you."

BOTTOM LINE:

i'm so tired of having to rely on people.
i'm so tired of having to feel obligated towards them.
i'm so tired of having to try and force feed my own mother.
i'm so tired of having to forgive my boyfriend for lying to me.
i'm so tired of responsibility.
i'm so tired of drama and immaturity.
i'm so tired of not being able to sleep at night.
i'm so tired of people trying to feel sorry for me.
i'm so tired of me not being able to show how tired i really am.

but i guess that's just life. and it'll pass all too soon.
it'll get better.

Realization:[/b] fuck, i wish i had this optimism five minutes ago.

i think i broke my elbow
but not
it just really effing hurts
in that retardedly excruciating way
WAY TO GET SUPER WASTED LAURA
owwwwwwww

who needs duck duck goose?
CHRISTMAS IS COMING
and im slightly stokified
AND
to top it all off
i freeking got my N
watch out all you crazy asians
IVE GOT INSANE ROAD RAGE...

weird day
weird weird weird
started off like shit
continued with a large fight
tears
a runny nose
and fear of losing my best friend
begins with a j
and ends with on
then i got your message and realized
even on the rainest days
cumulo nimbus clouds and all
you're always there to brighten me up
with reminders of our hanson and and grobie
boob cries
counting down the milliseconds