About Me
Name: Lisa
Age: 17
Birthday: 04.05.89
Gender: Female
Location: United States
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Music | BoA |
Images | Rasalom HomePage |
Layout | Fallen Angel Designs |

1.28.2004

Geez, Kether. You have alot of nerve making me cry. I really don't know what to do and don't think I'm just trying to sympathize with you. You deserve a good kick in the teeth. I don't know whether to be mad or what. I'm just a little upset that you would give up everything just because of what YOU think. You don't know everything you know. You say, "There's nothing for me in this world". If nothing else, I STILL CARE. So what if we barely even know each other?! That still doesn't change the fact that there is still someone in this forsaken world that cares about YOU. Isn't that one person still worth living for? Am I worth living for?

You don't know how much I hate crying. It's beyond words. You made me cry, Kether. Or whatever your name is. And quit with the "oh well"'s. Oh well is just a simple way of putting, "I don't care". HOW IS THAT GOING TO HELP YOU AT ALL?! IF YOU CAN'T EVEN CARE FOR YOURSELF?!?!?


You know more about me now than I know about you. Bits and peices of me were dropped that time we talked. I'm risking myself, ya know. My mom is worried about me because of you. So is my youth leader. I trust my youth leader with my life but I couldn't listen to what her opinion was. I asked her not to tell me when she heard what I talked to you about. I would have cried. I couldn't.


=Lee



Current Music:

Currently eating/drinking: orange juice

Current Mood: freaky outish


0 comments .::. Lisa .::. 3:41 PM
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1.27.2004

Was trembling. Nearly threw up many times. Cold. Teary. Gotta pee.

There are some things my mind can't accept. Like having person I really care about die, and I couldn't stop him


Please don't die.

Please.



=Lee

Current Music:

Currently eating/drinking: can't eat or drink. holding my insides in

Current Mood: very scared.


0 comments .::. Lisa .::. 3:31 AM
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1.19.2004

I have only this word of advice...


!DO NOT SNEEZE WHILE EATING!



=Lee

Current Music: Crawling Confusion

Currently eating/drinking: pizza

Current Mood: Um....i think I'm okay today. Everything's cool


0 comments .::. Lisa .::. 1:11 PM
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1.08.2004

Wow....Things just suddenly got dark. You see, I have this horrible thing in my mind that keeps telling me my drawing are just that of an idiot ametuer and I should just give up and go find something better to do. Like sleep. Or...be a bum like every other idiot that lives here. But I've worked hard to keep drawing and to find any way I can to get better. I haven't given up on it and I've worked so hard at staying positive with this.

Things are definately dark.

My brother is home. The art student. He's the greatest. He's my hero. The one that I look up to more thatn anyone else in this dark world. I want him to be proud of me. I want to reach his expectations. I want him to look at me and say, "She's got talent".

Things just don't work that way.

People around here can look at my art and think it's a master peice. You'd think that would make me happy. No...Not at all. These people don't know about the world. Their minds are stuck on this little town that can't do anything but eat, sleep, watch tv, and breathe. People here have no lives so when they see a simple little person trying to do something they are wowed. Freaks. They don't know what talent is.

"You should be an artist! Or one of those animator people!" That's what someone said to me. It's just a darned DOODLE! I've taken time to LEARN to draw and I've PRACTICED what I've learned. Nothing to be proud of though. Nothing a real artist would say is even "decent". It may be better than anything they(people here) can do but it is definatly one of the worst of the rest of the world.

I love drawing. I hate my lack of artistic talent. I try so hard. But I just can't do it. I even bought $40 worth of art books to help me learn how to draw these characters. I've even asked my brother for help. I thought I was doing well....

"This book is full of crap. Everything in here is worthless. It all looks flat. It hasn't helped you at all with your style of drawing. I don't like what it's done to your techniques."

I thought I was doing well.....

I can't do it anymore. I've been trying. It doesn't work anymore. I can't get the pencil to work the way it should. I can't make strokes where they should be. I can' make things proportionate.

What can I do now? All I've ever done through practically my whole mature life is read, write, and draw. It's so hard for me to write anymore. Reading is all I can do. I can't draw. And it pains me to see other's work. I can't even watch movies anymore without thinking, "Why can't I do that?"


=Lee

Current Music: Listening to the boys play Halo(BANG CRASH FWOOM....stuff like that)

Currently eating/drinking: nothing

Current Mood: tired/depressed/lonely


0 comments .::. Lisa .::. 9:34 PM
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