well i have a new site.  i don't write in it much, but it's there.  about the entry before last....
     i am happy. very happy. it's not perfect, but it's pretty darn close (actually it was, till a certain former best friend and a heart condition messed that up for me)  but i have my boyfriend, whom i love so much it would be useless to try to describe it in any type of written language, and i have a few friends that i really really love (not many, but the ones i have make up for any i don't).

well, i don't like writing in this thing anymore, so i won't.   but i just wanted to let anyone who happened upon this journal to know that i am okay.

this will be the last entry i write. maybe just for now, but maybe for a lot longer than that.  i just don't need it anymore.  while my life is in no way all better, i no longer feel that i have to put down every little thing that isn't perfect.  i'm happy.  i'm not complete yet, but i'm happy.  now, if you see me passing by, and there is a smile on my face, know that it is genuine. i have the two best friends a girl could ask for. i don't deserve one as good as i have, and i got two.  melinda, i love you.  lyssa, though you don't read this, i love you too.  thank you.    to those of you who have stuck by me through my blinding days, thank you, you all rock.   to those of you who didn't, well i guess i didn't need you.   i made it with out you.  everything will be okay, even if it's not perfect right now.   i found something that i though i'd lost. hope.    i no longer detest the word, or what it stands for.               
i'll be seeing you.

allmylove,
laura

everything will turn out alright in the end.  if it's not okay, it's not the end.

i want what mel has. mel, it's a good thing you realize how amazing it is that you already found the one you're gonna spend the rest of your life with.  don't ever lose sight of how incredable that is.    and rob, i don't know if you read this, but it's a good thing you know how special mel is.  she deserves someone who loves her like you do.

god i am so jealous.  but incredably happy for the two of them. 

i'm fifteen, i got my belly pierced, and i am happy.  at least, i am today.  i don't know what tomorrow will bring, but whatever it is, i'll be okay.

"courage is the art of being the only one who knows you're scared to death."  herold wilson

"one man scorned and covered with scars still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable stars; and the world will be better for this"  joe darion