Thursday, July 31, 2008

...sun.

after being in the sun for 8 hours a day, you really start to get peeved when you look up to the sky and you see that clear blue. any day its raining or cloudy (like people would expect from a place such as, oh i dont know, Forks Washington?) most people would look around and say, "wow, this is a really crappy day." marching band members on the other hand think its the best day ever. i'm not even going to go into details, but now more then ever, i wish i was pale (...still). i hate the sun. too bad we need it to live...

on a brighter note: twilight. ome. i guess you could say its an obsession... i love everything about it- and if i ever got the chance to meet stephanie meyer i can garentee you that my life would be severly different from that day forward, not to mention the flabergasted stuttering that would ensue. she is one of my (many) rolemodels. i hate to say it, but the only thing that is going through my head during marching band is, "twilighttwilighttwilighttedwardcullenwilighttwilightbellatwilighttwilighttwilighttwilighttwilighttwilightihatethesuntwilighttwilight." no joke. i often find myself looking around for someone who i dunno, glitters in the sunlight? its driving me insane. but i i'll live... hopefully.

until later,
[lissa] xoxo

Sunday, July 20, 2008

i'm back!

for those of you who didn't know, i just spent a week in san fran-freakin-sisco with my church. it was one of the best, most eye opening couple of days i think i have ever experienced in my life. there was so much going on, so much noise and so much movement that we were doing. each morning my group (which included others from Seattle, Southern California, and Montana) would spend each morning running a "day care" kind of thing for kids in the neighborhood. it was great, the kids were really amazing- and don't take this lightly because i can't usually stand kids. it was really hard to say goodbye to them, even the ones that would give you hell for the week and then give you a kiss on the cheek on the last day. it gives a whole new meaning to the saying, "sour, sweet, gone." every day after we ate lunch with the kids we would go out along ocean avenue and up to the food bank to sort through rotting produce to find fruit that is still good enough to give to people who can't afford to buy some of their own. we would be dancing around and singing and trying to come up with games to play so that it didn't seem so bad. it especially helped when we all got so jolted up that we were shaking and couldn't stay in the same place for more then a second (see my facebook profile picture) :D. overall it was an amazing week, and i met amazing people that i will never forget, and hopefully they won't forget me.

places we visited:
golden gate bridge
alcatraz
fisermans warf
ghirridelli square
the ocean
the food bank
the ymca
chinatown
alamo square
the mall (i can't remember the name exactly...)

p.s.
van parties rock!

what is the most played Across The Universe song on my ipod? Revolution.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

wtf? where have i been?!?!?!

look who's back! ahhhhhh! i know i scared you with my sudden appearence. its quite unannounced. haha anyways, there hasnt' been that much going on with me since my last post. summers pretty boring (as usual) and i can't wait for school to start once again- but that's not really a good topic of converestation.

i went up to lake vermillion with my family for sam's birthday, which was pretty fun. i counted 14 bruises on my legs from the tube, not to mention tube burn and alge going places it shouldn't. but it was fun. the cake was really good, i never knew eating wall-e would be so tasty. hm. what else... well right now i'm trying to get limewire to stop throwing a hissy so i can download some songs, a couple of which are, believe it or not, from camp rock. it was surprisingly good. i even hung up a jonas brothers poster in my room, right next to green day and jared. he had a whooping 3 pages in the new "child stars" edition of people. check that shit out.

the posse came over last night and we all sat down to watch the Black Parade is DEAD! dvd. it was soooooo amazing. the posse was talking about how awesome the concert that they went to was and all i could think was "wow, i really missed out." of course i wasn't really friends with any of the posse when they went. the whole time i was watching the dvd i was amazed and shocked and a little bit sad. that was their last concert on this tour, meaning even if i did make it to a concert when they start again, i wouldn't hear all of these songs played live. that sucks. the whole thing was pretty sweet though, we saw two concerts actually- techically 1 and a half. after the credits for the first concert came a part of a second. after mexico they went home to Hobokan, NJ and completely rocked out. it was cool.

okay. limewire still isn't working. that's really starting to piss me off. uhg. it did this last night too... i think i'm about done for this post though, like i said, there wasnt' much to say. haha i'll try and post more often though...

luffles!
once again,

[.lissa.]

p.s.
F.T.W. fuck the what? jeez frank...


what is the most played My Chemical Romance song on my ipod? Discenchanted.

[welcome.]

navigating around the school hallways and seeing the people walk by, i look into their faces. i notice their hair color, whether they wear glasses, what color eyes they have, who they walk with... its corny, but i try to look past all of that, too. once and awhile its nice for someone as shy as me to pass another person in the hall, a complete stranger no less, who dares to make eye contact and sends my heart into flutters. i can't help thinking, "that person saw me." but its not really the act of "seeing" itself, its more the act of "searching," that means most to me. i feel lost. i feel disposable; a picture frame that gets a scratch across the glass and is thrown away, just to be replaced. i don't really have a problem with that, i don't feel like i need to be pitied or ... that i need to seek attention. its the replacement that bothers me. i want to offer something that no one else can, i just haven't found that thing yet. this is just the ramblings of a high school no one who likes to watch rather then do. i like to think of myself as rather quiet, yet excitable and fun to be around. but there's always that underlying feeling of unease and awkwardness, that i've only been able to overcome a few times in my life. i don't want to change who i am. i don't want others to pretend to see in me what they don't. i want people to see the bad side of me, and spend the time searching for the good. i look for the best in others, and often times face the flaws in myself. welcome to my public diary...