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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://redthebook.com/cs/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>lisac</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/default.aspx</link><description /><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007.1 (Build: 20917.1142)</generator><item><title>i got robbed...AGAIN</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/07/09/i-got-robbed-again.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 21:28:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:1237</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=1237</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/07/09/i-got-robbed-again.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;can you believe that? well, not ROBBED like a gun to my head...but stolen from. i was at work yesterday, and i had to go do this promotions thing for WRIF, and i had to shoot video of us giving people VIP passes to the kid rock concert next week. so i left my purse at the office because i didn&amp;#39;t want to haul my huge ass bag around with me, and when i got back, my wallet was stolen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;you want to know what the best part was? i had $1 in my wallet. ONE DOLLAR. and i already cancelled my credit cards/debit cards. my dad laughed for a while because i&amp;#39;m that broke hahahaa. but at least this wasn&amp;#39;t half as bad as last time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hate people.&amp;nbsp; i still can&amp;#39;t get over the fact that i got stolen from twice in like, a month and a half. seriously! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1237" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>so yeah, i got robbed...</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/07/06/so-yeah-i-got-robbed.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 04:55:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:1235</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=1235</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/07/06/so-yeah-i-got-robbed.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;while i was in the shower and some thief-man-woman broke into my house in AA and stole my laptop, cell phone, and wallet. i had my 10 page fiction portfolio on my computer, and of course i didn&amp;#39;t back it up to my flash drive so i had to REWRITE THE WHOLE DAMN THING. i was furious. livid. about to slit someone&amp;#39;s throat. it was due that same day i got robbed. thank god i got an extension. i had also just bought a brand new phone when i renewed my verizon contract two weeks before the robbery. of course my parents don&amp;#39;t believe in insurance for anything. i had to replace all my cards, including debit, credit, mcard (i couldn&amp;#39;t check out any video equipment/edit for my classes until i got a new one), and $40 in cash. wasn&amp;#39;t a fun week. this happened sometime in may but i couldn&amp;#39;t blog about it due to my missing laptop. i just got a new one (macbook pro! what an upgrade from my long-lost toshiba), which i was planning on buying when i graduate but it will be quite useful now. stupid boy roommates didn&amp;#39;t lock the front door, and of course i was the one who was punished! erg. i&amp;#39;m still pissed. i&amp;#39;m never living with 6 boys again. at least it was only for two months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1235" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>i am officially done with school...</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/04/21/i-am-officially-done-with-school.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 12:01:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:1092</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=1092</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/04/21/i-am-officially-done-with-school.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;until april 29th, when i start spring term. i haven&amp;#39;t slept in almost 24 hours. i just wrote two beautiful papers that i&amp;#39;m quite proud of and now i&amp;#39;m going to turn them in. then pack and get the hell out of the dorms! then i&amp;#39;m going to sign my lease for this spring/summer in AA. then i&amp;#39;m going to go home-home, eat good cambodian food, and sleep forever. by the way, this is random but i&amp;#39;m going to recommend reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy. I wrote a paper on that and Long Day&amp;#39;s Journey into Night, by Eugene O&amp;#39;Neill. both very good, but The Road is my favorite book now. i had a hard time writing my paper because i couldn&amp;#39;t stop reading the book when i was looking for quotes to put in my paper. i hope if i ever have to live in a post-apocalyptic world, i hope my husband is like the man in the book. ok i&amp;#39;m going to go now. byebye for now &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1092" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>i am busybusy...here is my life at the moment</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/04/14/i-am-busybusy-here-is-my-life-at-the-moment.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 03:20:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:1074</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=1074</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/04/14/i-am-busybusy-here-is-my-life-at-the-moment.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 papers + 3 exams in the next 7 days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i haven&amp;#39;t gotten any replies back from any companies for internships yet and i am frustrated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i&amp;#39;m trying to go through the next week without doing my laundry because i have no clean jeans left. i will wear leggings and sweats and old HS tshirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my tummy hurts from the amp energy drink/almond joy i just drank/ate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i just got $100 from mflu study woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;someone tapped into my checking account so i have to go file card fraud at the bank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had to live last week without my debit card. realized i never used cash and should have pulled some money out before i closed my account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had to use coins from my piggy bank to buy hot and ready&amp;#39;s this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a girl friend of mine made a boy cry yesterday - hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tomorrow is my last day of class!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1074" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>i think i'm going to start blogging more</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/03/17/i-think-i-m-going-to-start-blogging-more.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 02:12:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:1018</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=1018</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/03/17/i-think-i-m-going-to-start-blogging-more.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;I think I just might do this more often. I mean, I might as well since I&amp;#39;m procrastinating like no other. So, how is everyone? Anyone watch American Idol? I don&amp;#39;t. I don&amp;#39;t really watch TV too much anymore - I did watch an episode of Zoey101 just for kicks while I was eating a cup-o-Ramen. I can&amp;#39;t believe whats-her-face is pregnant. It&amp;#39;s kind of old news, but it&amp;#39;s so sad. Poor girl. I can&amp;#39;t help but have sympathy for her, because I heard she was on birth control. Maybe that&amp;#39;s not true. But I still feel bad because 16-year-olds get pregnant everyday...but whats-her-face is on the cover of every magazine. Jamie Lynn! That&amp;#39;s her name. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, about American Idol...I don&amp;#39;t watch it but I did Youtube &amp;quot;American Idol&amp;quot; one day, and I&amp;#39;m IN LOVE with one of the guys that got kicked off the show really early...Josiah Leming. Anyone like him too? He was awful on AI but his videos on Youtube are soooo sooo good. He writes his own songs and composes them on the piano. So good. Don&amp;#39;t know how else to explain it. I think it&amp;#39;s his passion when he sings that gets to me. My favorites are &amp;quot;Her,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;One Last Song,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Cigar,&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Bad News Baby.&amp;quot; Youtube him!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I should get back to my work, since I&amp;#39;m 2 weeks behind in film theory. I&amp;#39;m not a very good role model.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of, I wonder if any of the film/television companies I applied to for internships this summer have looked at this blog. I guess I don&amp;#39;t have anything to worry about except for the fact that I am the biggest procrastinator when it comes to school. *Sigh* I swear I&amp;#39;m not lazy at jobs!!! I&amp;#39;m very good worker...just not when it comes to reading theory... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1018" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>is there such thing as happiness?</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/03/14/is-there-such-thing-as-happiness.aspx</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 00:55:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:994</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=994</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/03/14/is-there-such-thing-as-happiness.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was in English class this past week (the course name is &amp;quot;What Is Literature?&amp;quot;...our prof asked us that question the first day and we just stared at him. Turns out he couldn&amp;#39;t answer us either..) and our class was discussing Alice Munro&amp;#39;s collection of short stories, &amp;quot;A Friend of My Youth.&amp;quot; We got on the subject of what the message was...what Munro was trying to say about life and happiness. The last line of the book is: &amp;quot;They are fairly happy.&amp;quot; A girl raised her hand and said, &amp;quot;I think she&amp;#39;s saying that something will always go wrong in life. Munro is not optimistic at all.&amp;quot; I raised my hand and said: &amp;quot;I think that Munro is trying to tell us that life will always have it&amp;#39;s problems, but the fact that the are &amp;quot;fairly&amp;quot; happy at the end shows that they are able to get through their obstacles. I think that she&amp;#39;s trying to tell us that we can and will get through them.&amp;quot; My optimistic answer caused an uproar in the corner and our class went on and on and on about Munro. We somehow got into &amp;quot;Do you think anyone can be TOTALLY happy?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;One person raised their hand and said, &amp;quot;People are never happy with their lives...they always want more.&amp;quot; Another classmate: &amp;quot;Well, some people have all the money in the world, family, friends...but they&amp;#39;re not happy.&amp;quot; Then we got on the topic of needs and wants and the difference...anyways, the discussion got awfully confusing and off topic...The next comment I remember from one of my classmates was, &amp;quot;I think that you can be truly happy. It&amp;#39;s when you don&amp;#39;t have any problems, worries, and you are having the time of your life. Like the summer after my senior year...&amp;quot; Haha...so one of my friends in the class says, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t think that anyone can ever be truly happy - there is always something you&amp;#39;ll want or need, or some problem that is affecting you. I think that the only time that I will ever be HAPPY is when I&amp;#39;m on my deathbed, and I think back on my life and say to myself, &amp;#39;Wow, I had a happy life.&amp;#39;&amp;quot; One of the girls in the corner that was angry about my optimistic answer ironically said to my friend, &amp;quot;You are being so pessimistic.&amp;quot; Apparently she is the perfect balance between a pessimist and an optimist.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyways, the point of this blog was to say that class ended before I could say what I wanted to say about happiness and those people who have everything in the world...it reminded me of Aarian Marshall&amp;#39;s essay, Burning in Heaven. I&amp;#39;m not making a direct comparison or anything, it just sparked an idea in my head during class. I wanted to say that people can have textbook-happy lives but still want conflict...it&amp;#39;s a matter of the excitement. For instance, people don&amp;#39;t go to movies to watch a static storyline - they go to see conflict. People naturally look for conflict. It&amp;#39;s entertaining. You can&amp;#39;t appreciate the happiness in life without the downfalls. Ok that&amp;#39;s all for today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=994" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>so amy keeps mentioning this college essay...</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/02/02/so-amy-keeps-mentioning-this-college-essay.aspx</link><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 21:43:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:849</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=849</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/02/02/so-amy-keeps-mentioning-this-college-essay.aspx#comments</comments><description>Hello! This time I&amp;#39;m not blogging due to anxiety at 3 in the morning. At the book readings in Birmingham and Dearborn, Amy mentioned how I wrote a second piece that complemented my first essay - it got cut :(&amp;nbsp; but it&amp;#39;s ok. I found it, and here&amp;#39;s the opening 2 paragraphs...I didn&amp;#39;t like the end of it as much so I didn&amp;#39;t paste it :) This is a little outdated, since I&amp;#39;m 19 now and not a freshman in college. I guess I know what I&amp;#39;m doing with my life now too. Enjoy! (Hannah, Sarah, and I must&amp;#39;ve written this word down 50 times in the past 2 days...along with XOXO hahaa)

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:0.5in;"&gt;So I grew up. I’m in college now,
striving to get an education that will one day help me get my dream job – the
dream job I haven’t dreamt up yet. And as I’m getting this education, I have to
deal and live in an environment that is completely different from the
environment I lived in the first eighteen years of my life. Everyday I’m buried
with school work and am surrounded by friends, creep-O’s, and stress, and of
course - drama. From the moment I roll out of bed to the moment I roll back in,
my life seems to be just as crazy as it was in high school…maybe even
crazier.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Okay, so I
lied - I don’t roll out of bed. If I did, I’d fall a whole seven feet and would
probably fall head-first to the ground, break my head open, and start bleeding
profusely on the really disgusting carpet in my dorm room. Yup, I’d be screwed.
Thank the loft-builders for safety rails, right? Every morning I climb out of
my loft and down a ladder to get out of bed, only after hitting the snooze
button five times on the five alarms I set, grunting “Ugh, I don’t want to get
up, ugh…” This is one of the many reasons why I am always late for class - it’s
so much work to get out of bed (I’m never going to be a morning person). Being
half asleep, I fumble around and wrap myself in my pink towel, put on my
flip-flops, grab my shower caddy, room key, and shuffle down the hall to the
community bathroom. My eyes are half closed and I hear, “Lisa, why are you
always naked? *whistle-whistle*” I forgot to mention that I live in a co-ed
hallway…boys are such creep-O’s. After I get out of the shower I take FOREVER
trying to figure out what to wear to class, and thoughts fill my head: “What
sweatpants should I wear? Should I wear the sweatshirt I wore to bed or the
only one that’s still clean? Maybe I’ll dress up…haha! NOT. Hmm…I wonder if I
should roll up my sweatpants today…it’s kind of nice outside. No, wait…I
haven’t shaved my legs in 3 weeks…” &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=849" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>i am soooo tiiiireeddd!!</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/01/30/i-am-soooo-tiiiireeddd.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 02:16:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:839</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=839</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2008/01/30/i-am-soooo-tiiiireeddd.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;hello everyone...i usually don&amp;#39;t blog but i&amp;#39;m procrastinating and am swamped in school work. never take 4 writing/reading courses + latin. it&amp;#39;s awful. it&amp;#39;s paper after paper after paper after annotations after readings after translations...then exams. ugh. help. me. i&amp;#39;ve lost all sense of punctuation or the will to care. i just finished writing a paper on the formal strategies that helped in the clarity of film narrative...then i finished a paper analyzing a poem...now i&amp;#39;m writing a paper on the &amp;quot;cinema of attractions&amp;quot; and make an argument between different theories from three film theorists. never go to college. just kidding. but i. am. fried. internship apps are due friday. i&amp;#39;m applying to a bunch in NY and i am nowhere near done changing my cover letters for each place or printing out my resumes and cover letters on fancy paper. then book reading friday, book reading saturday. latin exam monday. 14 annotations due the next week. that&amp;#39;s my life in a nutshell at the moment!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;lisa&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=839" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>yo.</title><link>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2007/11/26/hmmm.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 07:10:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b185b1ab-1d1c-4e0e-a0f1-dd17ea6a90df:429</guid><dc:creator>lisac</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=429</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://redthebook.com/cs/blogs/lisac/archive/2007/11/26/hmmm.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;Me. Not much of a blogger. Never blogged until now. Don&amp;#39;t plan on doing it lots. No time. Not really my thing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2:26 in the morning. Just finished awful research paper. JOY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can&amp;#39;t sleep. Xenergy drink&amp;#39;s not wearing off. Soo bad for you. Yet so helpful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting Latin homework now. Hate Latin. Glad it&amp;#39;s dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Class 9-7 tomorrow. Technically today. Shoot me. Not literally. But it&amp;#39;d be nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry no full sentences. Maybe next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[lisa]  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://redthebook.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=429" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>