| Broken Stuffs |
[Apr. 18th, 2007|04:14 pm] |
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I've broken my cell phone and lost all the phone numbers that I had stored in there. Sooo... if you could leave me your numbers that would be great. And Blogger hates me and won't let me log on or leave comments. I have no idea what I'm going to do about that. Just letting everyone know that I'm not dead or anything. |
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| Because I'm bored/lazy as hell... |
[Oct. 13th, 2006|02:45 pm] |
*Snatches from Maca* I usually don't stuff like this, but homework/the sims/the internet just aren't doing it for me today. BAH!!!
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool . . .
The Soundtrack to Lisa's Life
Opening Credits :: "Crooked Teeth" by Death Cab for Cutie
Hmm... apparently my life is going to one of those trendy, cute, slightly thoughtful movies about life, love, and shallow people learning shallow lessons. *dance*
Waking Up :: "El Tango de Roxanne" by Ewan McGregor... and those other people from "Moulin Rouge"
Hot!
First Day At School :: "Sunrise" by Norah Jones
Falling in Love :: "Show Me" by Dizzy X
I'm not going to lie... I have never heard this song, until just now. It sounds like something that would play to a sex scene... or a "making out in the rain" scene.
Fight Song :: "Happy Jack" by The Who
Umm... ok.
Breaking Up :: "Now I'm Here" by Queen
Wow. It's a very inspirational break-up song.
Prom :: "Nowhere Man" by The Beatles
This would be the part where I'm sitting in a corner of the dance floor quietly weeping to myself as the other dance merrily. Of course my dress will be torn, my mascara will be running down my face, and I'll have lost my virginity hours earlier... twice! Or something...
Life Is Good :: "Kids with Guns" by Gorillaz
Despite the title, it's a fairly upbeat song. Sort of.
Mental Breakdown :: "New Slange" by The Shins
*shrug*
Driving :: "Rhapsodie Espagnole" by Feria-Ravel
Flashback :: "Estoy Aqui" by Shakira
It makes sense. Maybe. Man, sophomore year. *reminisce*
Getting Back Together :: "Allegro Vivace from "Jupiter" Symphony No.41 in C Major" by Mozart
This song gives me visuals of extravagantly dressed 18th century aristocrats scurrying hither and tither in their wigs and knickers... I have such strange relationships.
Wedding :: "Disenchanted Lullaby" by Foo Fighters
Yeah. That doesn't make sense.
Paying the Dues :: "Double Team" by Tenacious D
What the hell does that mean? "Paying the Dues"? Like sex... or income tax? If it is sex-speak, this song works. But if it's income tax... not so much.
Man I'd like to place my hand upon your fuckin' sexy ass and squeeze,
And squeeEEeeze!
The Night Before the War :: "Buggin'" by The Flaming Lips
If this war involves hippies and copious amounts of LSD... then yes! (Note: this is the only good Flaming Lips song. It is not advisable to waste 10 dollars on any of their other albums.)
Final Battle :: "Shorty (You Keep Playin' with my Mind)" by Imajin
Tehe. I'm white. He misspelled his name... on purpose!
Moment of Triumph :: "Taking my Kisses Back" by Jimmy Eat World
Err... guh???
Death Scene :: "Just the Two of Us (Will Smith Cover)" by Dr. Evil
Most bizarre death scene... ever. It's sad because I know all the words to this song. So so very sad.
Funeral Song :: "Story of a Lonely Guy" by Blink-182
Push it out, fake a smile,
Avert disaster just in time.
I honestly, have no idea what this song is about.
End Credits :: "Bagatelle" by Beethoven
How anticlimactic... |
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| Sooo.... |
[Oct. 1st, 2006|11:36 pm] |
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I have this blog thing that I occasionally post on. And because the core of my "friends that are actual friends" are on livejournal, I'm going to start linking my blog posts to my livejournal posts. Perhaps as a desperate plea for attention, but mostly because I love hearing from you guys (i.e. Fuzzy, Erin, Megs, Amanda, and Kat).
*cries*... I don't want to lose you!!!
http://www.defuchsia.blogspot.com |
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| Sooo.... |
[Oct. 1st, 2006|11:32 pm] |
I have this blog thing that I occasionally post on. And because the core of my "friends that are actual friends" are on livejournal, I'm going to start linking my blog posts to my livejournal posts. Perhaps as a desperate plea for attention, but mostly because I love hearing from you guys (i.e. Fuzzy, Erin, Megs, Amanda, and Kat).
*cries*... I don't want to lose you!!!
Link! |
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| Because I will be on lots of drugs in an hour... |
[Aug. 10th, 2006|08:42 am] |
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I'm having my wisdom teeth taken out... today. So I may not be "available" for the next 48 hours (translation: I will be drooling blood-tinged saliva all over myself and probably not in the mood to talk on the phone). The last supper thing might happen on Monday. Bellami had to work all of Saturday so... yeah. Change of plans. I'll try to post the new time and day here. |
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| help! (on so many levels) |
[Jun. 18th, 2006|09:09 pm] |
i'm still in italy posting on my mom's blackberry. if anyone has oskar's cell phone # *pokes becky* or would be willing to prod becky into leaving it here as a comment I would be much the happy. lots of love to everyone. I should be back in a week. *pokes becky until finger falls off and rolls across the floor in a bloody nub of desperation* |
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| Damn, I need a good foot massage... |
[May. 7th, 2006|09:40 pm] |
... and maybe a bowl of superman ice cream. Or two. Which leads me to believe that maybe somewhere deep down in the depths of me there lives a pregnant woman just yearning to eat strange foods and be moody at inappropriate times.
I hate doing "life updates", but meh. MEH!!! I say...
Took the AP U.S. History test on Friday. And was thoroughly raped... thoroughly. It's not that I'm necessarily bad at history; it's just that my essays really really suck. Really. I get an idea and then somewhere in the middle of the essay my brain gives out. But I'm still writing! But it's all worthless shargin (a combination of "shit" and "jargin")! And in the end, I've paid fifty dollars to get the same score that I got last year on a three hour test. *dances*
But it was ok because I watched "Psycho" with Oskar that night. *does mandatory stabbing motions with appropriate sound effects* (don't judge me, it was mandatory). Saw Jeff and ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) katorin at Hastings when we went to get the movie. I kind of got the impression that Jeff and Bio folks were going to study for the test sometime tonight. *looks around* That failed. And Katherine thinks we need to go bowling. And I still don't understand why I have to put a name in using the little link thingies instead of just typing their name. How you confound me Live Journal culture.
Saturday was "Neighbor Day" (a carnival/festival thing that Dow put on at the college) ... which my parents made me go to. So I took Oskar. And we wandered among the masses. And we contemplated climbing the rock wall. And almost got our faces painted. And we finally concluded that: 1) "Neighbor Day" is just Dow's way of saying "Sorry for putting carcinogens in your water supply and chopping 10 years off your life. Here, have a balloon!" 2) Texas is really frickin' hot. 3) Balloon swords are kinky. Especially when you have the perverted mind of an un-8 year-old boy and the balloon sword just happens to be a shade of brown that could easily be mistaken for a skin tone. And just for the record, my sword may have been smaller, but Oskar's was crooked. Therefore, I win.
And then we ate pita bread and watched fireworks.... FIREWORKS!!!!!!
This morning I went to Senior Sunday at church. It was really nice... except for all the bitter teenagers who hadn't been to church in like 7 months and sat around sighing and pouting the entire time because "their parents made them do it". God, I hate teenagers. I'm really enjoying being a Senior. I'm suddenly getting attention for something good. I don't know, I can't explain it. Even crap that would seem boring, like picking out graduation invitations is actually really fun. It's nice to be the center of attention. Oh right, church. So I got a really nice bible and handshakes/hugs from people I had never spoken to and it was all good. And I'm still my devout agnostic self. No harm done.
David comes home tomorrow. Hmmmmm..... |
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| Because I can, bitches!!! |
[May. 4th, 2006|09:13 pm] |
perosha has alluded to... let's just say I was "going through a phase" and totally didn't think anyone was looking. Damn your prying eyes you dirty commie!
I should be getting my senior pictures sometime this week. *crosses fingers that they don't suck balls*
If anyone else has pictures, please give me one. I'm going to need something to touch myself to on those lonely cold nights up in Ithaca.... mmm... totally inappropriate... totally delicious.
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| Oh God, it's one of THOSE updates. |
[Apr. 22nd, 2006|12:36 am] |
Yeah. The kind where it's almost one in the morning and I don't really have anything important to say but I just keep typing because we just got one of those new-fangled keyboards that doesn't actually make noise when you type, just a muffled pounding sound. Kind of like a drum or something. Yes, the drum of an oppressed native under the burly fist of Imperialism during the 19th century. Yes.
For the last week I've pretty much been living off of robin's eggs (Whoppers that are painted to look like eggs... it's an Easter thing) and... ermm... diet coke? I probably should be dead. Or at least have gained some weight. But I haven't! Which makes me think that maybe Jesus really is on my side. If that's the case, I think I'd like to make him a cake.
Goals for tonight: -figure out what the hell is going on in that book I'm supposed to have read by next Thursday and then scribble in some annotations and make it look like I tried.
-find out what is going on in the world so that I won't look like a complete idiot at the JSA Convention.
That's really all.
Had my senior pictures taken today. That was nice. I kind of like all this attention (and money) being spent on me this year. The only other time it's going to happen is when I get married... if I get married. But that's a whole 'nother story. We did four outfits in various "regions of nature" (my backyard, a field behind my house, and the college). It was... amusing. I got to roll on the ground and pretend I was sexy. And that's a good thing. |
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| Va-va-voom! |
[Apr. 14th, 2006|11:58 am] |
Yeah. There is no logic or thought behind my titles; try not to dissect them. You might hurt yourself.
*looks around*... yeah, I think I like it here (at Live Journal). It's just... so much less icky than Blogger or Myspace. *nods approvingly*
I have a whole shizz-load of pictures of a shizz load of things that have happened since spring break, but I can't really figure out how to post them here. And I'm not going to lie, I really don't want to try and figure it out. Eventually... hopefully I'll eventually get them onto my blog. I suppose I can sum them all up in words... right here... right now.
Spring Break blew. Hard. We rented a trailer and went to enjoy the "great outdoors"... except we're not really outdoorsey people... and everytime I wanted to walk around or go exploring there would just be this collective grunt from my family and then more sitting. So I spent the week fantasizing about how much more fun it would have been if I had changed out my family for my friends. And that, essentially, was Spring Break.
...then some stuff in between...
And then PROM!!! Which was (without a doubt) the climax of the year. P.F. Changs and dancing and hot tubbin' and Cabin Feverin'. Damn. So good. The best part was that the night just kind of flowed, with each part melting into the next. And then suddenly it was 4 in the morning, and we're giggling about Jeff and fruit cake. And life was gooooooooood.
And now all the important things are about to happen: SNHS Inductions, AP tests *wets self with fear*, Superlative Show, graduation.... ok, so maybe they aren't that important. But I'm still excited. Especially for Superlatives. I really hate performing, but for some reason I feel totally comfortable doing Para in front of large amounts of people. amina_yui and jejune768 are awesome teachers. I trust that they'll take care of the cute; all I have to do is not screw up too terribly. Of course, knowing my history of performing, I'll probably trip over a cord somewhere, fall off the stage, kill three babies and an elderly woman with the fall, and then burst into flames. This is the way of the world.
Huzzuh! |
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| Like a crack head going through withdrawal.... |
[Mar. 28th, 2006|10:34 pm] |
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Lisa needs more Para! Para para para para... which is actually spanish for "for". And Mina is spanish for "lead" (the kind in pencils). But those statements are both beside the point.
What is the point? |
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| I'm here! I'm queer! ... but not really... |
[Feb. 22nd, 2006|04:48 pm] |
So here I am. On Live Journal. Woot? Oh! What's this? *clicks random buttons* eh... nevermind. That wasn't nearly as exciting as I thought it would be. *shrug*
I already have a blog and a myspace account. I don't really need another journal. But I followed Meagan here (like the loyal follower that I am). And yeah... I have nothing else to say sorry. |
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