Awake My Soul
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My name is Lisa. I have orbited around the sun eighteen times. satellite(s) in orbit
Well, folks.
My new tumblr is up and running, so this is probably going to be the last post I’m going to make on this one. Residenttourniquet has served me well, but I suppose it’s time for something new.
If you’re interested in my new one, just leave me a message or like this or whatever and I’ll let you know what it is.
My writing can still be found here, for anybody who’s interested.
Stay classy, San Diego.
Attention. ›
*bangs knife against glass in order to make noise*
*accidentally hits it too hard and breaks glass*
Chauncey just showed me a way to back-up my posts and things, so I’m probably going to make a new blog within the next couple days. I’ll probably follow most of the same people, but if you definitely want to know what my new url is going to be, go ahead and like this post, so I can send you a message as soon as I figure it out myself.
To the people who just started following me, sorry about that.
*realizes that no one is listening and sits down awkwardly*
Just in case anyone missed it.
Attention.
*bangs knife against glass in order to make noise*
*accidentally hits it too hard and breaks glass*
Chauncey just showed me a way to back-up my posts and things, so I’m probably going to make a new blog within the next couple days. I’ll probably follow most of the same people, but if you definitely want to know what my new url is going to be, go ahead and like this post, so I can send you a message as soon as I figure it out myself.
To the people who just started following me, sorry about that.
*realizes that no one is listening and sits down awkwardly*
Day Seven: Four People I’ll Love No Matter What
No one.
Just joking. Okay, umm, let’s see:
- My family (I’m just going to lump them all together)
- Tyler
- Sydney
I honestly can’t think of anyone else… Of course, none of the aforementioned are guaranteed either. There’s a high probability that I’ll get sick of them all eventually and move into a remote cabin in the mountains so I can be by myself for the rest of my days, but at this point in time I honestly don’t see that happening, so yeah.
Oh wait, they’ve got a back-up app for Macs. As soon as they create one for Windows, I’m probably going to use that and then re-make. Of course, this is Tumblr so who knows when that’s going to happen…
I’ve been thinking about deleting this blog and starting a new one just so I can have a fresh start, but then I realize there’s too many posts that I don’t want to lose, so I guess the whole point of this post is:
Does anybody know if there’s anyway to back-up text posts?
One of my housemates just burst into my room.
- Housemate: Hey, has [my boyfriend] come over at all?
- Me: Uhh, not that I am aware
- Housemate (now visibly disgruntled): Ugh, really? What has he been up to all day?
- She... she just spent all day with him and just got back maybe ten minutes ago.
The beginning of my senior year of high school was not a good time in my life. I let someone who I thought was my friend move into my house, and she ended up staying much longer than I anticipated. I allowed myself to be affected by her. I was angry and easily-irritated. She found joy in making the people around her miserable. She actually ruined my seventeenth birthday and afterwards, told me that she didn’t want to be at my party anyway; she actually wanted to answer a booty call. All of my frustrations built up and I took them out on everyone besides her. My behavior was atrocious and it remained that way until I kicked her out just before New Year’s Eve, on my mom’s birthday. Tyler affectionately refers to this time period as “that time you went crazy.” Gosh, if there was only one thing I could take back, I think it would be this. That friendship was one-sided, toxic, and parasitic. I should have known better than that.
Day Six: Five Things I Regret
- My refusal to apply to colleges in Texas during my senior year
- Not getting my drivers’ license at sixteen
- Letting my worry about not having enough money inhibit my social experiences throughout high school
- Not being a better friend to the people who should have actually mattered to me
- Being too shy to make friends
Here’s more for anyone who’s interested.
