Tuesday, April 28, 2009

colors.

i think people take "color" for granted.

"The question is, what color will everything be at the moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say that it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy every color I see- the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sky to slowly suck on. It takes the edge off the stress. It helps me relax.

A SMALL THEORY.
People observe tyhe colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different color. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, i make it a point to notice them.

The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places, it was burned. There were black crumbs, and pepper, streaked across the redness.
---The Book Theif; Markus Zusak




just to make you think...
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Sunday, April 12, 2009

WOAH.

you know what i decided after publishing that last post? i don't want to use this blog to ramble about nothing. i want to talk about important things, with my point of view and my opinions. i want to be able to look back on this thing in a couple years and be like "oh yeah. i remember that." i want to post songs, and poems, and amazing little says and quotes and talk about good days and bad days. what have i been doing?! sheesh. i need to get started.

be prepared.

--lissa
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i couldn't think of a title, so there you go. :D

SO GUESS WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!








i got my operators. ha! it's super exciting. i can drive places now. and i have a job... the Grille26? it's new. i don't know why i'm telling you this, everyone who reads my blog i personally know. hehe. love you all! <3 but i have money to spend from said job, and just bought 8 cds this thursday. it's intense. i'll make a list:

1- The Beatles
On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax- Alesana
Marionettes- Clair De Lune (or vise versa or whatevs...)
From the Muddy Banks of the Wishkah- Nirvana
How Strange, Innocense- Explosions in the Sky
A Shipwreck in the Sand- Silverstein
We Started Nothing- The Ting Tings
(something or other...)-The Script

i am extremely happy now. my cd case that can hold 100 is about 1 third full. :D yay.

besides that, not much has happened recently. so until next time...
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[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...