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Name: Elena
Gender: Female
Interests: finding people along the way who are trying to do the same thing. or different things.
Expertise: i wouldn't call myself an expert...but i do enjoy photography, bookmaking, not matching, and introspection.
Occupation: artist and missionary
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
7/25/2005
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| today is my birthday.
i got accepted to DTS in Montana.
Yea. | | |
| MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 4 DAYS! i get really excited about birthdays. anyones, really. i'm still waiting to hear from YWAM so i still don't know where i will be living come sep. 1st. probably on a couch. it's a good thing i have sweet friends. i really, really, really, really, really, (you could probably toss a few more reallys in there) want to get accepted to YWAM. Alas, all i can do is pray and wait. i'm really bad at waiting. | | |
| those who pretend they don't know any better. that they were acting under the influence of something else entirely, so should not be held responsible. those who speak words of intelligence, character, integrity, wisdom, but treat others callously. those who masquerade as the wounded poet, but prey on others as the heartless indulgent. those who dissect great theories of philosophy, but fail to understand the human heart. those who pretend they don't know any better, but do. or so i hope. these are the ones that i pity and simultaneously despise. | | |
| I don't know where i am going or what i am doing. i am sitting in a strange city after hanging out with some people who i didn't know that well but know i do and that feels good. but then there's still people, most people, who i feel like i can have such important, serious conversations with, yet i can't make small talk. i can't just chill with them. i don't understand why not. i don't know if it is my inability to produce conversation about nothing or if it is simply the uncomfortable situation. yet, i can tell them some of the most intimate details of my life. what else am i supposed to do? and why am i so selfish. and overwhelmed. | | |
| so, the whole point of rollercoasters is to simulate the possibility of or the feelings associated with near death or inescapable danger. for enjoyment. doesn't that seem sick? yet, i still love the ones that scare me the most the best. cedar point was last thursday and i finally made it onto the millenium force. the scariest however, is and will always be, the power tower plummeting downward. | | |
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