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Name: elvina
Birthday: 4/7/1988
Gender: Female
Interests:
LIFE cos i fell in love with
just being ME!
LAUGH cos i fell in love with
your dimple.
LOVE cos i fell in love with
us.
rats!
how should I put it?
everything is just rad!
 
 
I'm a b*tch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm everything at once
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/17/2006
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| 14 Aug 2009
Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids?
If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions. "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five!
That's the key. You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back.
You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16!
And then the greatest day of your life . . . you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . . YOU BECOME 21. . . YEAS!!!
But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk. He TURNED, we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 . . . and your dreams are gone.
But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!
So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70!
After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime.
And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I was JUST 92."
Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!
   
HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctor worry about them. That is why you pay him/her.
2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. " An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
4. Enjoy the simple things.
5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
8 Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, to the next county, to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
   
p.s weren't we all too young, too eager? 
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| 21 April 2009
I just want to run
Just want to hide away
Close my eyes to your gaze
Just want to leave
Don't want to hear them say
"You're no good at this"
When the world swirls with naysayers
Broken wings and torn pages
The road ahead
Drowning in my tears
Break me open
Tear me down
Into pieces
Broken crumbs
On the ground
You can mould and shape me
In your image
Breathe your life
You know I need it
Scars make us stronger for life
Losing myself
Gaining it back again
Forging strength from weakness
All that I am
All that I'm meant to be
Melting in your hand
Let the world swirl with naysayers
Pickled hearts and sour faces
What is real is what I cannot see
Cut away
All within me
That won't bear fruit
Cut away
All within me
Scars make us stronger for life
- Corrinne May
right, well it's been ages since i updated this blog, for the interest of a handful who read this blog. i wonder if anyone actually read this at all. it would be an accomplishment if a single soul does, really. (not that i'm trying to be modest so that i can flaunt it when i really happens. i can't figure out anyone who will find someone else's life more interesting than their own! that just doesn't make sense.)
well this song, something that explained every trouble i had, or when i muse to what's with all this struggle against a Samson-mighty invisible current. i wonder if we all struggle to fight against to be who we are, or is it just a fight for a recognition, to beat all those naysayers of who we can't be, is really big of a deal, if it's a kind of insanity? it's a fine, fine line.
i was waiting in line at the clinic, it's the 3rd month things aren't turning around and i caught a furball sleeping on the counter, back facing down, like a dead fish. the only difference is she's snoring so peacefully, so carefree (and alive, yes).
i wish i were you.
the thought struck me. no, there's no moment of holding back, or one of those times when you tried to use your logic to re-evaluate your thought before coming to a conclusion. it's not one of those days when your logic gets the better of you, tried to beat your 'small voice' hands down.
one of those days in your tired, rugged life, you found reasons within insanity. (and no, i don't want to be a cat just so that any random strangers can pick me up and give me a free massage, even though these cats seem to like enjoy these freebies).
i need a massage. damn backache.
and once again, i still think i'm at the wrong place, wrong time and i really shouldn't be here.
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| 18 April 2009
re-reading the same notes for the umpteenth time in a year may not be so reassuring at all, especially the case if you have a brain that performs like a broken osmosis.the filter is so loose everything rushes in and out at lightning speed. you could call a technician in real life but really it needs much more mechanic work than you could imagine. i wonder if steam is running out. but one thing i'm certain of, a break isn't a viable option at this point of time.
on a side note, summer plans, looks to me, needs some unclogging. time for Plan Z.
use what you have and maybe... maybe you can take it from there.
anyhow, i'm going to bask in the semester break cum recession celebration. soon.
it's gonna be a long.... summer, baby.
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