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| Monday, August 28th, 2006 | | 5:00 pm |
| | Monday, July 3rd, 2006 | | 11:35 pm |
Hi, my name is Lis and I never use LiveJournal. SIX years today since that night. Time flies. These past few days have been horrible. Next week I'll be all over the midwest. It's sure to be amazing, as always. | | Wednesday, August 31st, 2005 | | 12:38 am |
2 girls. 6 guys. (Plus a few extras). 4 states. 5 of the best days ever. [More later.] | | Sunday, July 3rd, 2005 | | 9:30 pm |
Anniversary.
I definitely remembered as soon as I woke up today
that it's been 5 years since one of the best nights ever.
It seems like it was yesterday.
It's so crazy how things have changed,
as well as how much really hasn't. | | Tuesday, February 1st, 2005 | | 1:30 am |
Disregard
I have to write this now, as to not forget anything later: To be honest, I really didn't see that coming. I'm so fucking sick of deal[er]s. The house always wins. All I want is a nice situation. I rarely ask people for advice. I already know what I should do. All people ever really want you to tell them is what they want to hear. What kind of question is asking if I'm upset? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't. I just hate the fact that I can't be angry directly. I take p a r t i a l credit. I really need to stop gambling. | | Friday, December 31st, 2004 | | 5:10 pm |
| | Thursday, July 29th, 2004 | | 11:47 pm |
| | Saturday, July 24th, 2004 | | 2:45 am |
Cry me a river in retrospect.
As of late, things have been filled with ups and downs. I don't even know where to start. A few weeks ago RxB came through the area and we hung out with them and Catch 22 three out of four nights in a row. It never fails to be a good time with those guys. Best ever. -C. Gak is getting married! Aww.. I can't believe it. I'm so happy for him. <33 -"Do I even like root beer? I can't remember." -"I'm gettin my drunk on." -"Guys strive to be 'sluts' and girls get named 'sluts'. It's just a word". -Vaporizing -Ratio reduced to a duo. I am glad to have reunited. [xT&Lx] -Sheets teaching us C Lo (We should've had money on the table.) I was also reminded of why I avoid the sun at all costs. I got one of the worst sunburn I've ever had, including living in Florida. I had sun poisoning and my right arm was swollen to an outrageous size and I couldn't even straighten it. If you didn't see me then, be glad you didn't. It was horrid. Everything is okay now though, minus the tan lines. My sisters' life is like a really bad episode of Law & Order at the moment. And there's nothing I can do to help her. Fuck. I hope things get better soon but I'm not seeing it happen for some time. Let's just say I am a really good judge of character. What have I gotten myself into? I more than likely should've clarified earlier. Oh well. The Fourth of July suckked. It used to be my favorite holiday. I'd like to thank Matt Doyle for having me over whenever that was. Good times. You know I'm still jealous about chillin' with my man Andy, though. Rawrr. It is really sweet getting criticized by the one person who started so-called behaviors, with no room to talk. W[R]eck-less. It works both ways. Assumptions will get you n o w h e r e. Please don't let me fool you. All I know is that it's my birthday right now... and in less than two weeks I'll be in California... not worrying about a damn thing. I am so looking forward to it. ( P.S: I (still) really fucking love Steve Choi. ) Current Mood:  annoyed | | Saturday, July 3rd, 2004 | | 9:55 pm |
Four years ago today. Where has the time gone? Current Mood:  nostalgic | | Saturday, June 26th, 2004 | | 12:31 am |
On June 13th Laura, DiSante, and I took a trip to this city called Chicago to see this band by the name of No Doubt...and it very well could have been described as fucking amazing. Pro: -our fancy hotel -holy shit, everything in the gift shop -the Bistro -spinners on a ghetto ass car -the good mall -sarcastic comments about everything -buying things you really don't need, but absolutely have to have -root beer! -"I'm gonna fuck you up, motherfucker. Yeah you." -the New girl -the song on the radio at the gas station afterwards Con: -Denny's, no surprise there -our waiter at the Bistro -fake malls -Kalamazoo, period. -Tom D. getting spit on -pirates playing banjos -not much else Also, I got Travis Barker's drum stick <3 (thanks to Laura!)  Blink 182 were sweet as well, but this post isn't really about them. Gwen Stefani is hands down one of the most gorgeous women ever. ( <333 ) | | Sunday, May 16th, 2004 | | 2:04 am |
Forever's a long time, but you can't run from this.
Hello, my name is on cloud fucking nine. I met [one of] my idol[s] this weekend. He took me out to dinner and even pulled out my chair. Definitely a stand-up guy. Holy shit. I'm in awe. <333timesinfinite. 10 years this past Thursday. May 13th, 2004. | | Wednesday, May 5th, 2004 | | 10:20 pm |
This past weekend was intense. Best in a while. First impressions: 50/50? Unexpected, but not unwelcomed. Yikes. Let's hope for the return. | | Thursday, April 8th, 2004 | | 10:05 pm |
The way to be safe is to never be secure.
Hello, my name is out of touch. I decided against writing a massive entry updating about what's been going on, because we all know the size of attention spans these days. Let's see: I moved to Westland a little over a month ago. It probably doesn't seem like it, most likely due to the fact that I still work at Lakeside. I wasn't sure of how to tell everyone, because I didn't want people getting mad or whatever for various reasons, etc. Sorry if you felt I should've said something earlier. Oh well. The apartment is cute. You should come visit me. Livejournal is retarded for things such as this. Talk to me about it one on one instead. School and work are both super hectic. Everything besides drawing class is okay. Matt knows what's up on this. The semester is actually almost over finally. Summer will be nice. [Especially June 13th? <3] I've yet to see Eternal Sunshine. Plans to go got cancelled, and I should've gone anyway. Nice job. I don't want to see it with someone who's already seen it. I hate that. I'm pretty hyped for Kill Bill Volume 2. Three of my favorite words have always been: 1. Careening 2. Engaging [when used as an adjective] 3. Apathetic That's all for now. Current Mood:  okay | | Friday, February 13th, 2004 | | 11:38 pm |
Make it a note to make it a point.
Things have been crazy these past few weeks. I got this new job selling framed artwork. It's equally easy and hard at the same time. Seriously some of the nicest people I've ever met. It's straight commission though and I'm spending more money on gas than I'm actually making. I know if I stayed I could get better at it and make a ton of money, but I can't wait that long. I told them I don't think it's working out, and they said I can think about it over the weekend. I don't think I'm going back on Monday though. I'm kind of upset about it, but it is really just not the time for it. I can always go back whenever I want, so maybe some other time. School is really frustrating too. I decided I'm not taking any classes Spring/Summer. I almost had to drop a class because I missed one session because of the weather. Apparently attendance was manditory for every class period because it's only half a semester. Then I missed the make up appointment due to a scheduling conflict. I got it all straightened out. I just have to remember the make up class in March. H a s s l e. Today I was in a Meijer parking lot and it was really windy. I was just sitting in my car getting things together and I noticed this shopping cart blowing across the parking lot from one end to the other. For some reason unknown, I thought this was the funniest thing ever. As I was laughing, all of a sudden I heard this crashing sound. Some other cart decided to slam into one of those hills and fall sideways into my car. Fuckin sweet, man. Goddamn carts. I am way too passive for my own good sometimes. Rearranging everything and being so stressed out and not wanting it all to be for nothing. Maybe I should learn to express how I feel instead of just going along with things for the most part. In certain situations, that is really hard to do though. I can't help my priorities. Some things are just more important to me than others. All in all, things are going pretty good I guess. I'm looking forward to the future. Current Mood:  anxious | | Thursday, January 22nd, 2004 | | 7:59 am |
| | Friday, January 9th, 2004 | | 4:15 am |
Step into her office. Lay on that couch. Set the timer. One hour. She's got too much time on her hands. She really doesn't have anything else to do except listen to your problems. [Not really.] Once a week has become whenever you feel like it anyway. Don't even try to place the blame somewhere else. You know who's really at fault here. She is [one of] th[os]e girl[s] you mentioned. Same symptoms. Same would-be reactions. That straight line has become three again. It's all the rage. Please don't make such blatant comparisons. As well as. Better than. Even still. At least. Take the next number. She really doesn't feel like being in line anymore. Maybe later. Surely someone else will fill those shoes quite nicely. Isolationism is key. You've done a great job of creating that illusion for everyone else. [So engaging.] Just clean up this mess. Tie loose ends. It doesn't matter how long it takes. Don't be so upset. You've got so many choices. No you don't deserve them. Why doesn't she lay down on that couch for a while? Pretend to care. Ask her questions. Take time out to get to know her. Period. Oh wait. Time's up. How convenient. It wasn't noticed for the longest time. Maybe next time. She's [not so] sure of it. "Hello, my name is inconsiderate." No you don't deserve it. [O b s o l e t e.] | | Saturday, January 3rd, 2004 | | 2:23 am |
New Year's Eve was good times. Work the next day was not so. I loved the phone calls after midnight. 2003 was pretty memorable, but I guess I'm looking forward to 2004. ( Call me obvious, call me untimely. ) | | Saturday, December 27th, 2003 | | 1:54 am |
| | Thursday, December 25th, 2003 | | 1:14 am |
This is as real as it gets.
I just found out last night that my favorite cousin is due to have a baby boy in about three weeks or so. She's a year younger than myself. I thought that maybe she didn't tell me last time we talked because she didn't know yet. But I did the math and then I figured it was because I told her that I thought her sister was insane. [A while ago I wrote an entry about her sister Christine, my other cousin, who is only nineteen and is already married with two kids fathered by the kid I used to live down the street from.] Christ. I seriously could not even imagine having a kid at this age. What the hell? I miss them so much. I should really go to Florida. Right now. My dad is sick and is spreading germs all over the place. Ew. If I get whatever it is that he has I'm gonna be so pissed. I haven't been sick in so long. I got my final grades from first semester. Drawing: B- Psychology: A Design: A Political Science: B- That's sweet. I was kinda worried about that stupid government class, but everything turned out okay. I'm just pissed that I spent so much money for the book and only ended up reading maybe 5 pages of it. And although I really suck at drawing, I showed up to class and did all the assignments so that's where that grade came from. All in all, pretty good times. I'm happy. Haha. We'll see what happens next semester. I'll only have two days a week. The annual Suicide Machines Christmas show was this past weekend. It was pretty good times, as usual. [ I'm sorry again about what happened. Next time for sure. :\ ] I should've gone to the show the next night at Alvin's. Damnit. I heard it was rockin. It didn't even sell out. Ohh well. Christmas shopping for the most part was pretty easy this year. Shopping with Ren was the best. I got myself some pretty good times stuff as well. [*cough*$60poster*cough*] I watched Bruce Lee's biography on AMC today. Amazing. I love that guy. I love his son even more. [chugs.] I hate it when all that someone talks about is theirself. I also really hate it when I let things get to me so much. These entries always sound so negative. But I really am happy. Haha. Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays <333 Current Mood: surprised | | Thursday, December 11th, 2003 | | 2:04 am |
A head in the clouds as the wreck approaches.
I haven't written here in a while, which is standard. My entries are always so calculated. Let's try spur of the moment. Uh oh. Hm.. This semester is almost over and I'm soo ready for a month off. I can't wait. It hasn't been that hard really, but it doesn't matter. Time off is sweet. I was debating driving to Chicago on Monday, but then what do you know? My mind was made up for me. Cancelled. Ohh, shot down. Go figure. I suppose I'm better off not going, seeing as how I have a final on Tuesday morning. That wasn't a huge factor for me though. Haha. Oh well. Thanksgiving was insane. It was at my house. Too much family to handle. Sounds typical, but I mean it. There shouldn't have to be a funeral to bring people together. I'm looking forward to Christmas though. I should really get started with shopping. It's not like I have extreme amounts of people that I have to get things for, but I still have to think of stuff. It's stressful, especially when I enjoy buying things for myself. [Hello, my name is Lis and I am an Ebay-aholic.] I do like buying things for other people though. It's all about the honest reactions. I can tell you what I'm definitely not looking forward to...snow. Fuck that. I hate it so much. I went to see RXB again for the millionth time. Choi remembered. That's a chug. Fo real. [Thanks again, M i k e. I still owe, man. And pizza things and video games! Let's go.] WHAT....are you doing...to yourself? [To be continued..] So random. I don't know if I'm feelin this. Ehh, whatever. If it's cool [with you], it's cool [with me]...but I can only be cool with playing it cool for so long. Current Mood: thoughtful |
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