lane.

bemidji — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 20:52:30 GMT

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(C) Lane
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bemidji — Fri, 22 May 2009 07:35:24 GMT

throwing away memories.

bemidji — Sun, 26 Apr 2009 21:27:56 GMT

today is a really hard day for me. i've begun packing up my dorm room. not only has the end of the year arrived, but i am done being a college student-- at least for now. i might go to another school and continue my education, but who knows.

everyone that knows me knows that i save everything. my room is almost always a mess because i cant make myself throw away things that i should. i have no problem cleaning other people's rooms or apartments, because it's not my stuff. with my belongings, everything has a memory tied to it. that's why i have such a hard time packing; my mother, ashley, grant and anyone else who has ever tried to get me to throw away something can attest to this.

i just found a small scrap of styrofoam. i know who the memory is tied to, but i dont remember why i saved it. this is only one example of the things i havent thrown away. the clock that anna gives me that no longer works. an empty bottle of UV that i drank with aliesha. the bottle cap to my first legal drink... do i save it, or throw it away? some stickers i got in the mail from my sister two years ago that i will NEVER use-- it needs to be thrown away. christmas cards, birthday cards, sympathy cards. old address labels from freshmen year; of course i dont need these, so why is it so difficult to throw them away?

going through all my old things, i think of all the memories and people i had in my life at the time. i want to smile and cry at the same time. i miss freshmen year. i miss sophomore year. i dont want anything to change. i love right now. i think back to freshmen year and remember thinking the same thing; 'i want everything to stay the way it is right now'. if it had, i wouldnt have the people who came into my life, the experiences ive had, the things ive accomplished.

i save everything because i cant move on; i become emotionally attached to items from my past. i want to make sure i dont forget a single thing. i always want to live in the past, because that's where i am comfortable. the future is too uncertain, and anything can happen.

i need to let go; i am throwing away that piece of styrofoam. that broken clock. i can free myself of these things, and still hold on to the memories. only without these items can i be fully ready to move on. my heart can be open for the future. .

bemidji — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 14:25:32 GMT

it was me, my poppa, garrett, ashley and matt. we were sitting on the back of my dad's truck at spirit of hope parking lot, but it was bemidji. a car pulls up and georg gets out. there are about 20 other people there, in little clumps. they all start freaking out. he is walking through them towards us, and he stops about ten feet away. he complains to his assistant, and says 'this is ridiculous! oh, thank god. someone normal.' he looks up at me, and im keeping completely calm, cos i knew he was around screaming fan girls all the time. some girl goes up to have a picture taken with him. right before the flash goes off, he says 'wait. i want her in the picture' and points at me. he was so tall! i went over on his right side and layed my face on his chest. i look over and garrett is laughing uncontrollably, and ashley is trying to get him to shut up. when i went back towards them after the photo, garrett ran off with a huge smile on his face.

then my dream flashed to tamarack. i was following some dude down the stairwell. he went to the fourth floor, and thats when i saw a ramp. the stairs were gone, and now it was just a really steep decline. i slid down to the ground level, and realized it was to the emergency door, so i would have to get back up to first floor. i turned around, and started pulling myself up. up on the wall, there was a huge collage of pictures of ashley and me at the TH concert, and me with georg. there was also a picture of garrett and bill lmao. i took it off the wall, and on the back, ashley had left a message. 'miss bemidji. miss tokio. miss you. '

Twilight

bemidji — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 10:04:21 GMT

okay, i keep posting all over the place what i thought about twilight, and i dont want to keep writing everything again and again. the movie. it was okay. i started getting really excited a few days ago, but i knew if i kept my hype that high, it would be no good. i chilled down.
i thought all the characters were great EXCEPT:

angie. not what i pictured at all, but she was okay
bella. omg really? eew. not at all. kristen cant even act, not convincing or talented.
rosalie. in the book, she is written to be strikingly beautiful. that chick? not so much. also, crappy acting .

no blood typing in class. i was really looking forward to that.

it bothered me how bella's realization was out of sync. in the book, she researched vampires and then talked to edward about it at the resteraunt, instead of buying a book, going out for dinner, reading shit online and then piecing it all together.

and that scene in the woods? was i the only one laughing my ass off? didnt like any of that at all. i thought them in the field was much more intimate, rather than edward pretty much freaking out, saying how horrible he was. and those cheesy sound effects when he was in the sun? OMG kill me know! i was practically in the aisles, rolling around in the smelly carpet!!

edward and bella were having such intimate conversations in public, like standing in the middle of the lunchroom? i dont know, its been awhile since i read twilight, and i cant exactly remember where that conversation took place... who knows, maybe it was in the lunch room. either way, it seemed like he was very unsecretive about his shit, the way he's talkin about it with people close by

the birthday party at the end, you have to have that! i dont know, there were so many things that wouldnt have been that hard to change about the movie. i do like how they introduced jacob at the very beginning as soon as she got her truck. (edit: okay, i thought this was in new moon, but my friend only read twilight, and she was asking where the birthday scene was. im guessing the book she had included the first chaper of new moon or something. lol, i dont know. still confused.)

nomad vamps. too much screen time. no need to have them throughout the entire movie. them making their first appearance at the baseball game would have been just fine. i do like how victoria was at the end at prom, but that shit would not go unnoticed by edward, or alice for that matter, so kind of off. in the book they didnt kill anyone in forks.

bella escaping from jasper and alice.... yeah, not dramatic at all. they never even went to the airport!! and no special little cellphones that they all communicated to each other with.

it was amazing when stephenie meyer was at the diner! (second time, when the waitress talks to charlie about the murder).

what happened to bella cooking dinner every night? i guess the diner has better food.... but every night? seriously?

loved jasper and emmett. what cuties. alice-- yeah, i knew she would be awesome :)

too much running around, and dramatic staring in silence with pretty scenery. there was too much time building up the woodlands of forks that could have been time spent on edward and bella.

i think jacob is adorable and couldnt be more perfect for that role. all ackward and shy, hahah! LOVE it.

when edward couldnt stop from killing bella. that was dumb. also, i liked it better when she blacked out in the fight scene.

at the car accident, wasnt that other dude supposed to be all bloody and shit? yeah, one drop of blood on his forhead. ahem.

and that glare between edward and jacob at the end! omg i loved that shit! i was laughing so loud! haha. im glad that jess, mike and eric brought so much comedy to the movie. yeah, it was cheesy shit, but you couldnt help but laugh.

yeah, i dont know. i think thats it. im exhausted, and its time for bed.

bemidji — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 16:15:08 GMT

i was captured by the chinese, and i was sentenced to work in their little factory the rest of my life. i made a new friend named quill and she told me to make sure to avoid eye contact, or they would kill me. i wondered if death would be better than spending the rest of eternity in this place, but i had a new friend, so it was all good. we both discovered that we loved tokio hotel, and that made the days go faster. one day while i was working on the floor of the store, with the clothing, i saw someone very tall walk by. i look up and its michael phelps. i ask him if i can touch him, and he looks at me funny but extends his hand. i touch his hand, and its cold and smooth, like someone would expect a swimmer's hand would feel. i told him i wanted to touch him cos my friends and i had a bet on who could touch michael phelps first (???), and he started laughing. he was so nice, we stood there and talked for awhile. i told him i saw him in here all the time, and he said cos the clothes were cheap. i told him i was stuck here, and he said 'oh that sucks! im sorry'. just then quill came up and grabbed my arm, and started running, yelling back to michael 'sorry! she has to come with me!' we get into a jeep, with her cousin driving the car. we were breaking out of this prision for none other than tokio hotel! they had a concert that had just finished, so we drove to where the busses would be. tobi said we could go through, so we drove up to the bus, and knocked on the door. bill called for us to come in. omg it was so amazing! me quill and her cousin just sat around talking to the guys about everything imaginable. tom and i went off on our own to talk, to his bunk. i looked at his right cheek, and there was a blue treble staff there. i asked him if it was a piercing. i figured that it would just be a stud, but he showed me how it was connected to a rod then went all the way up to his eye, all the way through his face. he asked me if i wanted to put it back in for him. i told him i didnt want to hurt him, but he said it would be fine. we went back to the rest of them, and kept talking. quill kept looking at me like i had just had sex with tom, which really pissed me off. georg was nowhere to be seen the entire dream, but i didnt try and dwell on it since i was having such a fun time with all our new friends. i kept talking about how pink was coming over to my house later, because my dad was setting up a computer for her in our basement, and i wouldnt shut up about how there used to be an exclamation mark in her name as the I but now it was just spelled like the color. everyone pretended to be interested, but i knew they werent. bill said he really loved pink, and i was lucky to have her as a family friend. bill said he wanted our picture to put up, cos we were cooler than all the other fans. i took out a huge picture i had blown up of me and ashley. i handed it to bill, and said 'this girl right here in this picture? she loves you more than quill ever could.' she looked over at me like she wanted to cuss me out, but didnt want to be embarassed in front of the guys. bill asked who was in the picture, and i said my best friend ashley. 'she would be here too if she had been captured and enslaved by the damn chinese fucks like we were!' gustav got really mad and i thought it was because of the language i was using, but he had heard about shit like that happening on the news, and he wanted to save us. 'you guys can stay with us until all of this is figured out.' i walked off the bus and lit up a cigarette, and called ashley

then i woke up

michigan concert

bemidji — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 19:03:06 GMT

omg where to begin. ashley and i woke up around 8 i think, left the house by 820 and we were on the road. went to oakland mall so we could get our wristbands. we were standing outside for what felt like forever, waiting for 1030 to get there so we could go inside hot topic. we met two girls outside, i think they were from canada. they had gotten in line at the fillmore at midnight, and they were place 11 and 12 in line. we went in, i returned a th shirt i had with tags, bought it again and got a wrist band. i bought a cd as well cos ashley didnt have any money, so we both got our wrist bands. there were only 4 left when we were done! SO glad we got one.

then we went out to the car, ashley changed clothes... in the car, did her hair and makeup, and we decorated the car with beautiful tokio hotel sayings. i took a picture or two of the car, but ended up deleting them during the concert to free up room on my camera... but just picture the hottest car ever with decorations everywhere. very sexy. i called laura for directions to the fillmore, and she said that she would meet us there in a bit. she wasnt feeling very well. we had to call once more because i lost the directions she gave us (and later found them inside my makeup bag lol). we drove around forever in detroit, trying to find somewhere to park. it was hard cos there was going to be a tigers game that night, so we had to be out of nearly every parking place by 5pm... which wouldnt have been possible. we finally parked in a toll on the road, put in a couple bucks, and could only stay there for two hours, so we planned on coming back with more money once laura got into line.

we walked forever to get to the line, and it wasnt very long at all! i would guess... maybe 40 people? i dont know. someone correct me if im wrong. we were lined up along a parking garage, and started kicking ourselves for not parking there. we met three AMAZINGGGGG girls in front of us, payton cheyenne and monica, with their mom. they were from canada and this would be their second tokio hotel concert. they went the night before in toronto (... i think). we saw the (a) bus outside the venue across the street, and there was no doubt in our minds that the guys were in there. it was around 1030 at this time, and i doubted that they would be in the bus when they could go inside and be more comfortable, so we didnt know. ash and i went across the street, took a couple pictures of the bus, and then we were told to go back in line. we saw tobi a couple times, and freaked out lol. payton and cheyenne's mom went to go find a bathroom. all of a sudden, we look over at the bus, and we see a window open, with someone smoking! we are all freaking out, screaming for them and taking pictures/videos. we later realize its an old dude, probably a roadie haha. payton and cheyenne's mom get back, and we tell them they didnt miss much, cos they really didnt.

laura shows up with double cheeseburgers and sweet tea from mcdonalds, which was super sweet of her. ashley and i head off to find the car. the dude at the parking garage next to the line told ashley she could park in the garage for $20, even though he wasnt supposed to because of the tigers game later. we got the car, and started blasting tokio (of course). we whipped into the parking garage, with several people in line looking on in awe at ashley's amazing car bahahha. we parked it, and got back in line. laura said she was going to go on a walk for a bit, so she took off and we chatted with our buddies in line; paytn, monica and cheyenne. all of a sudden, another bus pulls up (my heart just stopped, just thinking about it). we all start freakin, obviously. security had been setting up barricades slowly throughout the day, and now was the time they would be used. the new, gold bus, parked in front of the silver one that had been there since we had. ash and i started out at the end of the gold bus, on the sidewalk. right as security is backing us all up to behind the SILVER bus (ja, i know) i see mister schafer walk off the bus! i got it on video, but its rather shit because i was frantically trying to get ashley's attention to see. she never did. i should have just kept recording.

after that, security has the nerve to tell us to get back in line... fuck that! barefoot, i run over to where another group are standing, five feet away from the gold bus' door, on the sidewalk. within a minute (or less), here come our men. bill walks off the bus, followed by tom, and my main squeze, georg. bill had his hair all gorgeous, with a leather jacket on. on the back, was a white star, just like his tattoo.... mmh. i dont really remember what tom had on. they all had sunglasses on, i believe. and bill was drinking a red bull. georg had a leather jacket on as well. i was freakin out, looking at them for the first time in person, that i didnt notice saki (head of security) and andreas (bill and tom's best friend) with them. in my video, you cannot see them but if you watch this person's video, you can see. we ran back to line, and laura had gotten back. she was sittin on the blanket, just chilling. ashley and i were freaking out cos we had just seen tokio hotel in person for the first time and could not contain our excitement!!! ashley and i went to the bathroom at subway, but other than that, nothing much happened til we got inside...

it took me forever to get through the freakin door because the fillmore's stupid security wanted me to open each of my cigarette boxes so they could see the inside. what did they think i had, a friggin joint? good greif. so ja, that took us awhile to get through. we ran to the stage, dead center. we stood there for an hour and seventeen minutes, waiting for the damn concert to start. at 7:17, the massive curtain with the th symbol drops, and there are our men. omg i could not believe it. it felt like an out of body experience.

for live every second, i had a bear holding a sign (the whole galaxy is chilling out to tokio hotel) that i through on stage. you can kind of see it in the video, live every second part 1. i through it too soon and too far. it went right between bill's legs, to the drum set. they never picked it up which bummed me out. at the end of the concert, tobi went on stage and took the bear off... he probably put it in the trash :/

paytn passed out during the beginning of live every second, so i have two separate videos for that. no major events went on during the concert as far as the guys went. i took a lot of videos, even after promising myself i would only take one... whoops!

live every second (1) (2)
scream
dont jump
raise your hands together

i can not put into words how violent this concert was. ashley and i figured since we were 21, it would be fine for us, seeing most fans there were 13-16. were we ever wrong. i turn around during the concert to find ashley getting swallowed up by the crowd. i was trying to help her by pulling her up, but no one would budge. ashley kept screaming 'i cant breathe, lane! help me!' during the concert, she was stabbed with a set of car keys in her back, wolverine style. i had my hand on the barricade, and when i was trying to pull ashley up so she could breathe, my hand slipped and i grabbed some chick's A cup. she freaked out like i was some perverted 40 year old dude. bad went to worse, let me tell you. ashley yelled to me, and said 'help me get closer!' and some chick next to her said 'you arent gonna get any closer, bitch!' and ashley got up in her face, and said 'NO SHIT.' omg i was seriously pissing myself, i was laughing so hard. during the whole concert, i could hear ashley verbally harassing people, it was hilarious. i had turned away for something, i dont remember, then suddenly my face was soaked with water. i looked on stage, but didnt see any of them with water bottles. i turned to ashley to ask her what had just happened. she looked at me with the biggest smile i had ever seen, and she said georg had spit it out of his mouth.... .not kidding, i almost passed out. it was the most amazing feeling in the world.

i grabbed ashley's arm at the end of the first set, and i told her we had to get outside, since encore was next. she said it would be hell to get out cos of the crowd, but i said 'watch this'. we were out within ten seconds, literally. we got outside, talked with some security for awhile, and asked them where we should stand for the signing. they pointed to the place where we had stood before, when the guys came off the bus. we ran over. honestly, we were the only people out there. it was amazing. they had a barricade out, and we were right against it. we started talking to this security guy, he was cool. people started lining up behind us, cos security told everyone they could not be on the road. the guys came out and got on the bus.

i turned to ashley, and told her i didnt think they were going to come out for signatures. right then, i look up to the bus. through a crack in the front curtain, i can see tobi handing tom a marker. of course, i start freaking out again. they come out; bill, tom, georg and then gustav, all in a line. bill signed a pack of my cigarettes, then tom did... i touched tom! it was amazing. then i touched georg... about died. they signed my cigarettes as well. i touched gustav too, but i was still freaking out about touching georg lmao. ashley got her ticket signed by all four of them, and her purse signed by bill and gustav (her two favorite). i got all my cigarette packs signed, and touched all of them except for bill.

aside from the extreme violence, and barely being able to hear bill at all..... it was a sweet concert. im glad we had the minnesota concert to look forward to, and the signing at the mall the next day. otherwise, i would have been really disappointed. as we drove away, we heard some girls yelling on the sidewalk. 'look, there's the yellow car! its them!' it was paytn cheyenne and monica waving. we waved back, and i told them i would talk to them soon. i got monica's contact info for facebook, but could never find her :/ as the fates would have it, a few days ago, i found cheyenne and paytn on the forums! i was so happy =]

**** to see all the pictures, go here: http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2034703&l=fa6ee&id=136903250

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HANSON STUFF FOR SALE!!!!

bemidji — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 11:31:05 GMT

i have tons of hanson stuff im trying to sell.
please post an offer on whatever you are interested,
item will go to the person with the best offer.
do not hesitate to ask questions!
i am here, and i am helpful.

HELLO EVERYONE! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR BIDS! I REALLY APPRECIATE ALL
OF YOU! HERE IS HOW THIS IS GOING TO WORK. IT IS REALLY ANNOYING TO USE THE
LIVEJOURNAL MESSAGE SENDER, SO I NEED THE EMAILS FOR THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE:

woahhh22, emmacate92, fansince1997, brokenangel_25

I WILL BE EMAILING OUT THE TOTALS OF EVERYTHING AS SOON AS I GET THE SHIPPING PRICES. PLEASE BE ON THE LOOKOUT!

ALSO, I CANT ACCEPT PAYPAL RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I MESSED UP MY ACCOUNT, STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT I DID.

I WILL BE ACCEPTING MONEY ORDER ONLY. EMAIL ME IF YOU NEED ANYTHING, I WILL RESPOND AS FAST AS I CAN! --xx lane

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