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The meaning of Lifemis 32. It’s so funny how random things from your past can stick with you. Some girl teasing me with this phrase from the eighth grade still is at the forefront of my mind.

Posted By Lisa On 05.15.2010 @ 10:34 pm

Crossed. Durchggestrichen. Fünf, setzen! So geht es in der Schule zu. Richtig machen ist gefragt. Was nicht für richtig erachtet wird, wird durchgestrichen. “So ist recht”, hat mein Onkel immer gesagt. Sagt er heute noch. Das Onkelorakel. Wenn er sagt “So ist recht”, dann ist es recht. Sonst nicht.

Posted By Lisa On 05.14.2010 @ 4:06 pm

I lack the motivation in my life that I need to succeed in the things that I want to do. I preach to just do it and can’t even follow my own advice.

Posted By Lisa On 05.13.2010 @ 9:50 pm

I have the lack of motaivation to get the things done in my life that I really want to. I hate that I can’t just frinckin’ do it. I preach those words all day long and can’t even follow my own advice.

Posted By Lisa On 05.13.2010 @ 9:43 pm

i lack nothing everything i need to be financily free exist within this condo

Posted By Lisa On 05.13.2010 @ 9:35 pm

lack. Da ist der erste Lack ab, sagte die Hebamme angesichts der ausgeprägten Schwangerschaftsstreifen. Und: “Wenn Sie hier rauskommen, dann mit Kind im Arm, nicht mehr im Bauch.”

Posted By Lisa On 05.13.2010 @ 4:13 pm

Standing on your head is a hard thing to do. Unless you’re fit as a fiddle. I can’t do it at all because It makes me dizzy. I stood at attention for 6 hours one time.

Posted By Lisa On 05.11.2010 @ 4:55 pm

lashes. Flashes. Können flashes lashes sein? Flaschenflash. Zu viel getrunken letzte Nacht. Der Kopf brummt. Ich weiß nicht wohin. Mir ist schlecht. Immer noch und immer wieder. Wohin?

Posted By Lisa On 05.08.2010 @ 8:35 am

Depth. Tiefe. Ozeanisch. Kleine bunte Fische. Und große knorrige, mit leuchtenden Augen. Sie schwimmen da rum. Da ganz tief unten. Wo es still ist. Ich weiß nicht, ob ich es überleben würde, so tief in die Tiefe zu gehen.

Posted By Lisa On 05.07.2010 @ 7:35 am

Roller. Ich hatte mal einen. Einen roten. Mit großen Rädern. Räder mit Luftkammer. Der rollte schön, vor allem bergab. Bin ich mit dem mal gestürzt? Keine Ahnung. Ich gehörte wohl eher zu den vorsichtigen Fahrerinnen.

Posted By Lisa On 05.06.2010 @ 7:20 am

regardless. Ohne Rücksicht. Das kann doch wohl nicht sein. Mit den Ellenbogen einmal quer durch. Ich fass es nicht. Der Typ hat doch wohl einen ab. Der spinnt doch komplett und das neue Design hier macht mich auch ganz wuschig.

Posted By Lisa On 05.04.2010 @ 8:58 am

Coaster. Toaster. Ist der coaster einer, der an der coast entlangf‰hrt? Sowas wie ein Strandw‰rter? Oder ein Boot, das nur f¸r flaches, seichtes Meer geeignet ist? Das absaufen w¸rde, f¸hre es zu weit nach drauflen, dorthin, wo all die Gefahren lauern, Seegang und Haie.

Posted By Lisa On 04.16.2010 @ 10:21 am

the subway. rattling. people sleeping, chatting, fighting, laughing, living. the subway. my journey into another realm. where will it take me this time.

Posted By Lisa On 04.15.2010 @ 7:03 am

Her hair bounced as she walked. Gently though, despite the purposeful steps. Her lips curled as the cold wind hit her, whipping her hair about her. This was it, this was the moment and there was no going back. For what else could she do? It was time for them to be unleashed.

Posted By lisa On 04.12.2010 @ 8:32 pm

She stared into the mirror wondering if the color was correct, if it fit right, if anyone would tell the difference. A wig! She couldn’t believe she had to wear a wig. But, at least she was alive, breathing, around for one more day.

Posted By Lisa On 04.11.2010 @ 3:40 pm

Well, I thought that today would be better than yesterday. Well, turns out things happened a bit differently than planned. Well, actually, it wasn’t so bad, I suppose. We -did- spend three hours together, when we usually only talk for three minutes. Well, it wasn’t talking, really. We just enjoyed each other’s company, mostly. Well… yeah, it was kinda nice.

Posted By Lisa On 05.03.2009 @ 12:11 pm

I don’t like tea very much. It is tasteless. I like it if it has lemon in it, or at least sugar. Other sweeteners are fine too. I tend to like the fruity flavors, even if they are faint. I use tea for medicinal purposes as well. Tea can be very healing. Sometimes I will use a strong chamomile brew as eye drops if I think an infection is coming on in my eye. My kids use it too.

Posted By Lisa On 05.01.2009 @ 10:26 am

Mode. Like mean, medium, mode. Remember? From elementary school, I think. There was a song they taught us to remember what each meant. I don’t remember now. Mode was always the one I had the most trouble with. Mean and medium are easier to figure out.

Posted By Lisa On 04.24.2009 @ 3:38 pm

which mode is the music in?

Posted By lisa On 04.24.2009 @ 6:27 am

the parking meter. my brother once was the guy who gave parking tickets on school campus. meter.. I have a unit conversion card in my wallet thanks to mrs. stephens. meter.

Posted By lisa On 05.14.2009 @ 11:05 pm

A meter. a time. a thin line between late and early. between too much and too little. between to close and too far. between heaven and hell. between love and hate. between right and wrong. between you and I.

Posted By Lisa On 05.14.2009 @ 6:00 am

I saw this girl sitting on the bench in Central Park and it seemed like she was posing for a photo. She was bent over her book, poring over the page, oblivious to the onlookers, including myself. I felt like taking a picture, but decided against it, thinking it would be too much of an invasion of privacy.

Posted By Lisa On 05.12.2009 @ 12:49 pm

fernsehn ist eine sucht. aber am meisten nervt das ständige zappen von einem sender zum andern. manche menschen können es einfach nicht lassen, was einen

Posted By lisa On 05.09.2009 @ 1:44 am

The bull charged me with all his might. “Yikes, I screamed” as I ran behind kyler who made me do todays One word, despite being so tired that I couldn’t fight the bull single handedly. With red cape in hand, I ran and

Posted By Lisa On 05.06.2009 @ 8:00 pm

Let’s pretend for a minute that there really is peace and justice in the world. Pretending that there is opens up our imagination to the possibility that one day it won’t just be pretend and that we can then find something else bad to pretend is okay and open our imagination to.

Posted By Lisa On 05.04.2009 @ 7:28 am

its black it hurts your knees when you fall you can skid on it its made of rocks its dangerous its found in parking lots it gets really hot i dont like it

Posted By lisa On 12.29.2008 @ 6:48 pm

everyone belongs somewhere in life with some group of people in some form of place. If you don’t feel like you belong then you are in the wrong place and you need to move on. Find someone or some place that accepts you and stay there b.c that means you will be happy there and if you arent you don’t belong.

Posted By Lisa On 12.14.2008 @ 2:07 pm

i want to belong so baDLY…IT IS SOMETHING THAT MAKES PEOPLE FEEL WHOLE LIKE THEY ARE PART OF SOMETHING SOME PEOPLE NEVER BELONG BUT I THINK I DO I FOUND A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO SHARE MY SAME IDEAS AND OUTLOOKS ON LIFE SO YEAH I THINK I BELONG! WOW I `CANT SEE

Posted By LISA On 12.14.2008 @ 5:41 am

loved well liked needed family friends and your children possesions that are cherished memories of youth

Posted By lisa On 12.13.2008 @ 6:51 pm

Together, as one, a home. Finally finding a place where you are meant to be.Ffeeling a sense that everything is right and in it’s right place. We all want to belong somewhere and with someone.

Posted By Lisa On 12.13.2008 @ 6:04 am