Every little piece of you

I think what Lisa said in the previous post is so true, in that sometimes I feel I spend far too much time feeling down, or throw myself a very.. lame pity party. It's a sad thing really, I think, that I am affected by some things that I should not care about. Those little things that don't mean anything, and hopefully I'll laugh about in the future and say what a drama queen I was in those teenage days. But lately, I have been feeling like I'm such a burden to my friends, in that I'm the only one benefiting. Like..parasitism, that whole type of symbiotic relationship - yeap, just like that. And then today, I think it was mixed in with a bad day at work, but my mom just said to me: "I really wish I didn't have you." And that kinda, just struck me really hard. It struck me in a way that I realized I had become so lost in my own world, that for a while, I had forgotten, just how important my mom was to me. And to know that I was a burden to HER - my own mommy, made me feel like such a failure. But with some tears + music (very importanto!)+ lisas article with hopes graffiti (so cute :D) I realized that I'll have to change my mom's mind. How? Through changing the way I perceive things, and of course - through prayer.

I need to be less of a ppjk (party pooper joy killer) and be more like TOTORO. <- this guy is epic! hes so big and fluffy. man, I wish I had a Totoro - and we would stand in the rain with a teeny sprout over our heads hahaha nah, really, I hope I can really try to show everyone that I really am happy - inside and out - and well show the most important person that I'm happy with who I am.

myself, i guess.


-sharon

P.S. oh! and relation to the title, im currently obsessed with: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_IB4eWBqVyk&feature=channel_page

Sadness is another word for a huge waste-of-time

Somebody pretty wise told me that the other day. And it definitely is true. I've wasted so many nights of my life thinking about everything wrong that has happened to me, all the crap I've gone through, all the crap I will go through in years to come. And all that sadness, ultimately, has amounted to nothing. I've mourned over the moments dead and gone, but I was too stupid to realize that because of that, I could no longer smile for the future. So this year, things are gonna be different. Despite the stress, the difficult tests that I may or may not bomb, the assignments that I may or may not complete, the friends that I may or may not keep...In the grand scheme of things, my life is great and there's nothing to complain about.
There's always something to smile about, and even if you don't think so, you manage to make someone else smile too.
Something my friend posted a while ago that I didnt look at back then cuz my internet was down:

(btw, I love you too Hope :))
Basically, even if your life seems like it sucks, there are always people in your life who you can count on, and who count on you as well. Make your life a happy one.

Sorry this post was so lame. I was totally gonna do a more update-on-my-life type thing, but I've dragged that on a bit and there's really nothign newsworthy. Not that anyone read this anyway. *tear. Haha jk.

Stay happy,
Lisa

Listening to: "The Call" by Regina Spektor

Love at last?

Wow, being the musicslut I am, I find that rarely experience true love when it comes to certain songs or artists. But I think after I discovered a bunch of Imogen Heap's songs, I got pretty darn close. It wasn't so much "discovering" I guess, but more like...Picking up a shiny penny by chance, but losing it in a pocket in a pair of jeans, and one day, reaching in and finding out it was still in there, and it was way awesomer than I had ever fathomed. I stretched that metaphor a bit, but boy am I glad I found this penny.

Never before have the very first few seconds of a song entranced me so much, than the song Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap. This song- and all her songs actually- are all so BEAUTIFUL and are like little musical pieces of art. The lyrics and Imogen's lilting vocals just DRAW you in to another world, while the song composition itself, twists and turns, swoops and swoons, paints and creates, layers and LAYERS of rhythm beats and syncopation. Seriously, the more you listen to each song, the deeper in you fall. She's hard to define, genre-wise, but after listening you sort of just don't care anymore.

This is music.

Pure music, and beauty, and passion, and no label can change what she does. There's really no way to fully explain this music without hearing it yourself. In fact it's less like hearing. And more like feeling. When you listen, try and feel your way through the billowing layers of the wonderful enigmas Imogen Heap has created.

I definitely am feeling this music.

"Here's the day you hoped would never come. Don't feed me violins, just run with me through rows of speeding cars. The paper-cuts and cheating lovers, the coffee's never strong enough. I know you think it's more than just bad luck." <3>

I hate a lot of things.

Not too shabby of a Labor Day, IMO. Despite being dragged out to hike almost as soon as I woke up, I had an awesome time with my family, which sadly does not happen all that often, not regarding the "awesome" but more, the "time". Even during the summer, we didn't get to do much together, so this was pretty cool.
Some of the highlights:
1. Seeing like...20 lizards and yet still jumping and stopping when spotting one.
2. Me: "Raymond, if you don't shut up, I'll push you off the mountain."
Dad: "Ha! Then RAYmond, will become ROLL-mond. HAHAHAH"
...Don't ask, its some Asian dad humor.
3. Fending off bees from our SPAM and croissants. What a feast.
4. My parents commenting on how they were "outliers" in the age range of the customers at Verde.
5. Me: "These are my lazy weekend pants."
Raymond: "These are my fatty pants."
Me: "Doesn't that also make them 'everyday' pants?"
Raymond: "I knew you were going to say that. T__T"

And anyways out of all this, I realized how many things I hate and complain about on a daily basis. Like hiking for example. Honestly, I really don't even like nature that much. I just don't see the appeal of trudging up a steep hill, surrounded by dead leaves and some branches, sweating under the hot sun. On the same note, I also don't understand camping. I don't like annoying bugs, or any kinds of birds or fish. I also don't like horror movies, people who use "your" instead of "you're" or vice versa, kids with wheelies, changing in dressing rooms, seeing people I don't really know that well and deciding whether or not to say hi, and lukewarm drinks. And there must be so much more...

But do you know what I AM liking right about now? The idea that my mom might set up a PMT shop .Like. ACTUALLY set up. It's insane. I like...the fact that my super-nice/generous/awesome friend is gonna lend me a guitar to fudge my way around on. Even if I suck at it, it'll be fun. *sigh.. That's what I told your mom last night but she just wouldn- heheh. I kid. I also like finishing my first Chem Pre-lab without much of a hitch. I like the fact that I tried composing a song on the piano and didn't totally fail and actually wrote it all down. It was pretty easy, I just used the same four chords in the same progression over and over again.

But that being said, school IS starting tomorrow, and I'm def not likin' that.


-Lisa

Listening To: My crappily recorded, half-assed first attempt at song composition, currently title-less and lyric-less

Lisa, Make Love (It's Okay)

No, that is not just a reassurance to myself. It's the name of a song by a band called "Oh No! Oh My" and I thought the lyrics were hilarious and at the same time pathetically accurate. I mean, the song starts out, "Lisa had problems with talking to boys. She was lonely, and tired, and sad." ....:( How sad it is that I discover this depressing song right around homecoming time, when it is about to be proven true. Meh. Maybe it's a self-fulfilling prophecy or something.

Haha I'm totally JK, I was actually pretty damn psyched that there was a song with my name in it. My dad gets excited with these type of thing too. Like his name is "Frank" and he made a big fuss over the frankfurters in the supermarket, lol. Speaking of Asian dads, Kevjumba made a new video with his daddy in it, and it was hilarious as always. I swear my dad talks almost exactly like that, especially the way his dad said, "Your fans sucks!" Anywhooo, take a look :)


Lately, there's really not been much going on. This week was a mixed bags of highs and lows..the most obvious lows being my C on my first math quiz :( :(. I really should show my parents but I just CAN'T because they'll freak out and think I'm failing already even though I have chances to bring it up. And they'll spring a tutor on me. Idk why, but I feel very opposed to getting any sort of tutoring for some reason. I guess it's my individualism? LAWL jk. But other than that there were some truly fantastic moments strewn about throughout this week, including where I bought a pretty BAMF jacket (if only it were leather) at Goodwill for about 8 bucks. Technically, Sharon bought it, at least until I pay her back. Haha, sorry Seung, for objecting you to our aimless wanderings around the store and awkward conversations about girl problems. Let's go do something manlier next time.

Looking forward to a hopefully enjoyable and not too stressful Labor Day weekend. :-/
Listening To: "The Sun", by Maroon 5