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Name: Elena Gender: Female
Interests: Sleeping...procrastinating...watching drama... swimming...starting to play CS haha Expertise: Drawing flowers, making flowers, making ppl BUY me flowers...haha Occupation: Student Industry: Research
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8/25/2002
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| Bruised But Not Broken I don’t know if I’ve found what I’m looking for yet…but it sure is fun when you’re not trying to look. I’ve always wanted to live in the moment. Trouble is, reality seeps in on you like carbon monoxide trying to poison your fantasies. How do you know when you really like someone…or…when someone really likes you? I thought I figured out the missing pieces and when I went to search for them, other parts of the puzzle fell out of place. Will we ever be able to complete the puzzle or do we just have to live with the missing pieces, one or two missing pieces are barely noticeable from a distance aren’t they? Just call it a Monet and move on (ever heard of the phrase good from far, but far from good?). I recently heard this song by Joss Stone, “Bruised But Not broken” and fell in love with the lyrics and her soulful voice. It’s true…my heart has been bruised but not broken. “Amy Tan” recently asked me what I had learned from my previous relationship and I replied, “Not to hold on to things that I know aren’t right for me, no matter how good it seems.” Another someone also asked me what my new year’s resolution was, which I didn’t have yet at the time. I think that would be a good resolution…that and not to waste time. “Amy Tan” had also once told me that the worse sin you could ever commit is to waste someone’s time. Since I’ve been throwing out quotes the whole entry might as well add one more: "Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference between the two." No, I'm not suffering from from a heart bruise just yet, just a mid-week mini-crisis...I've noticed my entries have a much more serious undertone compared with the ones from earlier years...that's alright I suppose, since I can't seem to act serious when it comes to real life. Another resolution...I need to learn to cry more. | | |
| Deja VuHave you ever felt like your life
was just one big cycle of Déjà vu? How many times have we mulled over events in
our lives and thought this sounds all too familiar? Whether it’s something
you’ve experienced personally or have witnessed through friends, the same types
of situations always seem to be on a constant re-run. It’s as if the
scriptwriter for life stopped being creative and just started recycling
storylines. It’s a strange feeling to be living one of these stories that I
seem to have heard about not too long ago, I guess I’ll just be another story
myself in someone else’s book soon. They say that everyone is connected by 6
degrees of separation (in the asian community it seems more like 1-3 degrees),
I say the tree of love works the same way. Tell someone about your messy love
life and their friend’s brother’s cousin probably went through the same thing.
It all comes back to the same scenarios, love triangles, lingering feelings,
unrequited love, curiosity, the old and familiar vs. the new and exciting, the
what if’s? Will I ever find someone better? Should I be content with the
comfortable? Should I risk it? Did the chicken come first or the egg? and such
endless questions that we will never truly have an answer to. I’ve never been
the third person in a relationship nor do I plan to be, or anything close to
it. But somehow I just found out, I’ve unwittingly become involved in two
separate love triangles within the past week. For once, I wish I wasn’t “the
other girl,” or the “new girl” because she never wins, she always has to be the
one to let go…because she’s the intruder, the outsider, and everything would be
so much easier if she was out of the picture. I know a good friend who knows
how I feel…which reminds me of a quote she loves and has been quoted so many
times before:
”Meredith Grey: At the end of the day faith is a funny
thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you
realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The
castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever
after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon,
people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath
away.
Meredith Grey: Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm
sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big
pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake,
hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me
hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.”
Well, it’s my bad luck year, and I don’t need anymore
karma. I know I should just let it all go, but it’s hard to tell your heart to feel
what your mind thinks. | | |
| Lost and FoundCurrent music: Memories by Eisley
The other day I thought I almost lost mydiamond necklace because I accidentally flung it near the radiator while tryingto put it on. The professor I used to TA for asked how I can "accidentally"fling a necklace against the wall and whether I did it out of anger. I waslike, there is no way I'm rich enough to be flinging around diamonds around outof spite...besides, I still need it to help pay off my loans! Anyhow, I waslooking around for it frantically for a while and felt so relieved when Ifinally found it. I guess more than just being a nice ornament that matcheswith most of my clothes, and an emergency asset in case I was in dire need ofcash one day, it carried more memories with it than I would have thought. Ifeel like I owe a long overdue thanks to someone who has always put me beforethemselves. Thank you for showing me the meaning generosity, graciousness, andforgiveness. I will always be grateful for those who have shown me kindness andequally to those who have shown me selfishness, to those that have loved me, tothose that have hurt me, and to all those that have contributed to part of life'sdiscoveries. Thank you, and I'm sorry to the gentlest giant I know.
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| Life goes on. But sometimes I think it left me behind. I'm at a lost for words. I used to think words mattered. I used to think I mattered. All I have left now are just silent tears.
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| Music: Tattoo by Jordin Sparks (heard this new premier on the radio today)
I'm tired of trying to figure things out. Just going to hang out with my wonderful gf's this weekend, they're the only ones that can make you feel better about yourself. I just hope that I will be able to do that for my dear friend Mei Mei. At the end all that matters are your friends afterall, everything else is just transient.
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