Willow Flare

Willow's Wacky World
2002-09-06 03:19:43 (UTC)

Lamentable Lissa

I was a bad girl today. My first class was cancelled, so I
just stayed home and skipped my second class. I went to
the others, though; mainly because I had tests but
whatever. I like my classes. They aren't too bad. My
schedule is suiting me really well. Jenny and I are going
to start going to the local fitness club thingy a few times
a week to get into shape and shed some pounds. I just want
to keep busy and hopefully working out will be enough
motivation to help me quit smoking again - it worked
before, till I stopped exercising regularly. There's a
rumor floating about that someone I went to high school
with had a drug overdose amd died. Still trying to verify
that. Trigger Happy TV is so freakin' hilarious!!! It's
on right now and I can't stop laughing. Well, now it's
over, but whatever. I ran into my old pal Lissa (well,
Melissa, but that's my nickname for her) when I finally got
to campus. She said she saw me and was tracking me down
because she wasn't sure if it was me or not. We sat at one
of the bus stops and she asked me how I was, so I gave her
the 45 second update (mastered that the first day of
class). Then I asked her how she was and she said, "Let's
not talk about me..." and she started crying. I was
shocked. I haven't seen her like that since Dan and her
were having problems. (News update compliments of Tiffany:
Bill did not die of a drug overdose, but he did overdose on
heroin and now he's on life support.) She was telling me
how she was lonely and felt as though she had no friends -
they were all making her feel like an outsider. I listened
and tried to help her out. We made plans to have lunch
together between our classes. That works for me; I'll have
someone to talk to and eat lunch with and not feel like I
should sit in the bathroom and hide and eat (strange, I
know). I almost did that today but instead I settled for a
bench at the opposite end of the building where my class
was going to be and ate my bagel. It was just so messy, I
felt insecure. I hope I can help Lissa. We were like
sisters in high school. I hate saying it, but her
relationship with Dan kind of nudged me out of the picture
a bit. Plus it was the lack of effort on my part to make
time - I don't make time for anyone lately, I just do my
thing and if someone calls, I try to be able to spend time
with them. I'm just sick of trying to stress myself out to
devote so much time to each person when they don't
reciprocate. I better go. I have to open tomorrow and I
have IM's to answer.




Ad: