Pink-Haired Girl

What Other People Think About Lisa

Volume Seven by Troy Pugliese (eight6seven)

When you first saw me, what was your impression? That you were beautiful
Have you ever had a crush on me?: Ever since I met you
What is one of my favorite things to do?: Email, Livejournal, IM - Basically use the Internet
What's your funniest memory of me?: Can't say, would be inapropriate :)
What is my best feature?: Physically - I could never pick, but your personality is my favorite part of you
Do you look up or down on me...as a person?: Well since I'm TALLER than you, I would guess I look down on you.
Can you picture me smiling?: FOREVER
Am I a rebel or do I follow all the rules?: Mostly follow the rules, unless you'd rather sleep :)
What's my best accomplishment?: When you become a teacher, that will be your best accomplishment
Would you consider me a friend?: Best Friend, forever
Would you call me preppy, slutty, average, dirty, punk, hippie, glam, snobby, or something else?: Exceptional
Have you ever seen me cry?: Yes, and hopefully for the rest of your life :)
What is your favorite thing to do with me?: Sleep
Have I ever been there for you?: More times than I can count
Do you love me?: More than life itself
Name one way I have changed your life or made an impact in it: You've been the best part of my life for over 3 years now


What Other People Think About Lisa

Volume Eight by Julie Roerdink (newsiesgirl00)

How well do you know me?: Well does the fact that you and I know what type of underwear each other has and that you wanted to steal my scooby doo ones mean anything?
My birthday?: November 9th, its a good month if you ask me something wrong here, Julie???
Hair color?: Blonde except for that one time we tried to dye it strawberry blonde, wait it was still blonde then too.
Eye color?: Hazel Blue Green. Reminds me of the color of the ocean
Who am I in love with?: Broy. If we could make him it would solve all our problems
What's my favorite type of music?: Let me see, some songs from that genre would be, "We've got the beat", "Footloose", and "Walk Like An Egyptian"
What is my best feature?: Your Beautiful Smile
What is my worst feature?: Your Insesent Colds
Do you think I have morals and values?: Yes you have wonderful morals and values, I just don't know how well they apply to the world. I mean setting free the zipparumpazoo is not a good idea if you ask me.
Am I shy or outgoing?: Lisa Outgoing, now that is an understatement. Lisa wrote the book on outgoing if you ask me.
Can you picture me dancing?: LOL, no more needs be said
Can you picture me smiling?: Awww, no more needs be said here either
Would you say I am funny?: On a scale of 1 to 10, Lisa, you are an 11
What's my best accomplishment?: Being there when I needed you to be.
Would you consider me a friend?: Of course, why else would I be filling out this survey.
Would you call me preppy, nerdy, slutty, average, dirty, punk,
hippie, glam, snobby, or something else?: There are no words that could accurately describe you.
Do I drink alcohol?: You and alcohol are like oil and water, they don't mix
Do I do drugs?: Only Air
Have I ever been there for you?: Of course, you have been through ever sob story, ever up and down
Am I fun to be with?: Hell Ya, except when you are ready to keep falling asleep on me
Name one way I have changed your life or made an impact in it: You have gotten me to laugh when I felt like crying and you have made me a better person for myself. But you still haven't broken me of the its winter in Chicago thing with my style of dressing.

Now, if only I could get that other person to send me one...AHEM you know who you are .

And I have watched in wonder
As with a word You calmed the raging sea
I have seen You make the wine from water
Mud and water made a blind man see
Water still reminds me
Of the seaside, where our eyes first met

Let it rain
Lord, we're waiting for Your rain to fall
Let it rain
Bringing back the wonder of it all
And I can see Your face again
When You let it rain

And I've been bathed in mercy
By every gesture, every word You've said
Once I spoke of power in high position
You took a towel, and washed my feet instead
Water like a promise
Heaven opens but I'm not there yet

Let it rain
Lord, we're waiting for Your rain to fall
Let it rain
Bringing back the wonder of it all
And I can see Your face again
When You let it rain

I've been foolish thought I knew it all
Three times I've denied Your name
Your forgiveness like a waterfall
Washes away my shame

A new dawn is breaking
Another hour, and then I'll leave this place
I am ready, Lord, to give my life up
I'm so ready, Lord, to see Your face

Water like a promise
And in this final hour, I think my final prayer shall be:
Would You let it rain?
Let Your Spirit fall afresh on me

Let it rain
Lord, we're waiting for Your rain to fall
Let it rain
Bringing back the wonder of it all
Let it rain
Lord, we're waiting for Your rain to fall
Let it rain
Bringing back the wonder of it all
And I can see Your face again
I can see Your face again
When You let it rain
~"Let It Rain" by The Newsboys

And I don't get to see them in concert! Sigh.
But I do have to post the lyrics to another one of their songs, the one that I want played at my funeral. I am so not kidding. It's going to go in my will, and all my close friends already know that I want it played. I want people to be happy at my funeral, not all depressed. I know I won't be depressed, so why should they be? I'll be rejoicing in heaven! Anyway, on to "Breakfast"...

Hold the milk, put back the sugar
They are powerless to console
We've gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend's cereal bowl

Breakfast Clubbers say the motto
That he taught us to repeat:
"You will lose it in your gym class
If you wait till noon to eat."

Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft
Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving he composed this tune:

When the toast is burned
And all the milk has turned
And Cap'n Crunch is waving fairwell
When the big one finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell

Breakfast Clubbers drop the hankies
Though to some our friend was odd
That day he wore those pine pajamas
His check was good with God

Those here without the Lord, how do you cope?
For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope
Oh, rise up Fruit Loop lovers, sing out Sweet and Low
With spoons held high we bid our brother, "Cheerio!"

When the toast is burned
And all the milk has turned
And Cap'n Crunch is waving fairwell
When the big one finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell