a loving eye is all the charm needed: to such you are handsome enough

Elizabe✝h
Hi there.

I'm Elizabeth and I
like to write.
I wish I knew
where I was going
Humm

There are certain truths that I live by
One. I am Eilzabethbutwhatsinaname
Two. I seek happinessbutwhatshappinesswithoutsadness
Three. I pursue self-actualizationbutwhatifidontlikewhatifind
Four. I happily owe everything to Jesus Christ, my saviour and my God. I live for You alone.

Toronto, the city

I like Toronto. I live here.
It's kind of small compared to other cities, I think. Not quite as developed. The subway coverage really sucks.
But I like Toronto. It's urban and vibrant and so diverse. I want to explore it all!

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one

Jane Eyre
The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas
Holes
If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things
Le petit prince
The English Patient
The Great Gatsby


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Lies
Saturday, November 26, 2011 || 1:18 AM

Hahaha I found this online and I think it's really true.
The most common and popular lies that girls will tell:
  1. I'm fine 
  2. I can cook 
  3. I don't care/it doesn't matter 
And of course, everyone wonders, just why?

Excluding the second one (LOL), girls tell these lies because, honestly, nobody wants to fit into the "crazy controlling girlfriend" stereotype.



the problem with girlies
|| 12:13 AM

The problem with girls is that they always expect you to know what they're thinking and what they want without actually saying it to your face.
Well, not directly, at least. Because girls will almost always give hints. Very subtle hints. (ew how annoying)

There are many traits that I value. (Why does this sound like a topic sentence....)

Respect is a big one. If you know me, you'll know I love saying things like, "It's just so disrespectful that blah blah blah," or some variation of that. Usually, I won't point it out. Like pointing. Pointing is widely considered to be very disrespectful, but I won't usually point it out when somebody is pointing (that's sorta random, even for me..). The things that I'll say are disrespectful are things that maybe you'll have to think a little more about to understand what I mean. Or not. When I consider something "disrespectful", you'll know that it really bothers me. 

Chivalry is another trait that I really respect (Respect! I love youu!!  ). Gentlemen will always win. Always always always! And why wouldn't they! when they treat their women like... not princesses, but like flowers? Take care of the flowers in this world, you men. But take extra good care of your own flower.  You've got to make her feel special. And if that means going out of your way to do things you may not be most comfortable with, so be it. Suck it up, that's chivalry, man. 

Intuition intuition intuition. Though that's probably not something you can develop much if you weren't already born with a foundation for it. Just.. think a little deeper and a little more outside the box. 

What does closure mean to you?
To me, it means that what was before is no longer there. And that's that. 
And how does respect play into this?

Actions speak louder than words, bro. Brotha. 
Whichever sounds more gangster. Gangsta. 
... o.O"

The problem with girlies..



my arms are gonna fall off
Thursday, November 24, 2011 || 5:45 PM

It was so so hard to walk home from school today. I was carrying so much stuff. And it was sort of bulky. I had my school books too and my violin. I didn't really know how to balance everything in my arms and my violin added so much extra weight to my load.

My arms are dead now :( but not as bad as before.
They were shaking when I finally got home and put everything down. I couldn't even lift them.
My hands, which are normally so cold, were burning.
Well, my hands are back to normal now at least.

My arms will hurt so much tomorrow. My muscles were so strained!! SO SAD :(

Goshes I'm such a complainer.



you have no idea
Tuesday, November 8, 2011 || 9:51 PM

I went walking today. I like walking.
- I like listening to Eliza's dad's songs when I'm walking. Haha. Old people music, she said

I turned off  my computer because no one was on msn or free to talk or whatever, so I was feeling just a little bit (ahem) lonely. And so so restless. And kind of down. I had nothing to do, so I wanted to go outside and walk with myself. Or whatever. Because solitary walks are kind of relaxing. (weirdo)
I walk with my iPod.

Anyway, I turned off my computer and looked outside and subsequently freaked out because it was so dark already. But my laptop was already shutting down... and I really wanted to get of the house and do something. So I left quickly. (WHAT A NINJA)

It was kind of cold. I walked through Central Park not knowing if I wanted a longish walk or a short one, as my mother would be getting home soon and it was cold and dark and whatnot.
Central Park has so many pathways leading off to different streets and whatever. I sort of just wandered. After a while, as it got darker, I got a little apprehensive about this whole idea of walking in the dark. I kind of (not really) had an idea of where I was walking, but with the darkness, everything seemed different.
Predictably, I then whipped out my handy dandy notebook iPhone to check the map. Only, it didn't work. Sad face.
So I walked just a little faster.

Finally I got to Lincoln Park. I slowed a bit and then saw an outline of a man sitting on a bench. I looked around at all the bushes in the shadows and thought about how easy it would be for someone to just rush out  from the darkness and stab me. I got really scared (wimp). I sped up quite a bit (I couldn't even properly see the ground where I was walking) until I got to Manhattan (RELIEF). There were street lamps again!

This point was probably the lowest point of my walk. As in my mood was sort of.. um. Melancholy. (Oh awks. Sorry)
My phone dinged. As in I got a text. Once again, I whipped it out all excited and stuff. Someone wanted to talk to me! Oops. Sad face once more?
I walked really really slow. Like more slowly than I usually do (hahaha). I took my phone out again, stared at it and decided to text my Jellybean. I was dispirited and kind of needy (ew isn't there a better word than that...), that's why.
I walked even slower after that. Some times even stopping fully. Would you text me back? Slow walk walk walk. Very very very very slow walk walk walk.
Phone dings.
Confident this time, I checked my phone, and sure enough, it was you. Big big waaaay big smile.
I believe I even skipped.
Wasn't even that dark anymore.
Kept walking, a little faster this time. It was getting colder. But I decided to take the long way home.
And then, well, I got home, all refreshed from my walk.

You have no idea how happy you can make me.
With just one text.
Or just by seeing your name on my screen.
Happy face. With teeth.



i'm going crazy
Sunday, November 6, 2011 || 8:58 PM

So recently, more and more, I've been feeling really weird.
It was only today that I realized that I've had this feeling another time before. Specifically on August 22 + 23.
(Ew, I'm such a nerd; keeping track of dates like this)
That time, the feeling was slightly different.
I don't know if it's good or bad.

There's also another weird feeling that I've been feeling lately. It's been getting stronger and kind of more upsetting. It leads to other thoughts that I'd rather not think about and worries that I'd really rather not worry about.
Yeah, for this, I know for sure that it is bad.
Sorry.



I kind of like flies
Friday, November 4, 2011 || 9:25 PM

Never far from my thoughts, you are.
Always, no matter what I'm doing, you're guaranteed a spot in some corner of my mind.

You're like a fly: annoying... buzzing here and there, to the centre of my attentions and back into the corner again.
...
But you're my fly.
So I'll happily put up with it ~



Like Mother like Daughter
|| 9:19 PM

Haha... I'm always saying how annoying and nagging my mother can be... always telling me stupid stuff like "go shower!" or "put on your seatbelt!" or "look out for bad guys!" or "don't answer the phone when it rings!" ...

But when my little cousin came to visit...
I would always tell her, "Put on your jacket already! It's so cold!"
And seriously, she's like fifteen. Hahaha, I'm turning into my mother.

Oh, ew :(