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Boy Bands and teenage hormones

I was talking to my best friend the other day, and we watched a YouTube video about a reporter asking teenagers about their favourite boy singer or boy band (you know who I’m talking about). We were both in shock and almost about to barf. These teenagers told the reporter that it would be okay if their favourite singer were to enforce violence to get what they way, or that they can get away with anything because they’re ‘gods’ to them. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? Had my parents heard me talk like that when I was a teenager, they would’ve built a dungeon and locked me in it for the rest of my life. Well, not really, but you know what I mean. I was taught self-respect AND to respect others since I was a fetus – someone would say thank you, and I would shake in the womb as a sign of ‘you’re welcome’.

Oh, I loved my boy bands when I was a teenager; Backstreet Boys, N*Sync, Westlife, New Kids on the Block (not my generation, though), Savage Garden, etc. I remember putting up posters of semi-shirtless Brian Littrell and Nick Carter, and drooling at the thought of meeting them one day – yes, I was going to marry them (pfft, teenage hormones). But, despite all my raging hormones, naive thoughts and dreams, I never worshipped them like gods, I would have never justified any acts of violence from them, nor did I ever disrespected the elder. I’m not going to pretend there weren’t crazy teenagers back then, because our technology was not as advanced (I feel like a dinosaur now, and I’m only 26 darn it!) as today, but it’s amazing how as an adult my perspective has changed so much and all I feel is sadness for what I see through the media. What is going on in this world? Is it because peer pressure has become too public thanks to media? Could some parents be blamed for this? After all, the video showed a DAD justifying an act of violence by saying as long as you’re a teenager, everything bad that you do should be taken lightly.

I get it, some of these artists are their role models, but that doesn’t mean they must justify their mistakes. It scares me to see that they can’t tell the difference between right and wrong. It’s like a chain of bad influences. It only takes one kid to shift the course of others, and some parents do find themselves helpless to help their teenagers – I feel for them. It’d just be nice if we all were in the same level. Is it too much to ask to be respectful? To be kind and loving to others?

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Poetry: Half way


Giving and cherishing

a test of good soul

achieving one’s purpose

when you will you meet me, half way?


They say, patience

They say, trust

They say, one day

it’s too foggy to see

when you will meet me, half way?


Distraction and comfort

happiness through my own

independence and endurance

it’s tough

when you will meet me, half way?


Have I not reached the peak?

Have you not learned your own lessons?

Why the wait?

Are we not patient?

When you will meet me, half way?


Though angelic tunes will embrace our encounter

we don’t know the time.

Are we anxious?

Are we alike?

When you will meet me, half way?


Once you reach me

we’ll know

our answers will arrive

we’ll be whole 

When you meet me half way,

we’ll walk to our destiny together


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Hands-free phone talking: Yay or Nay?

I love how technology is growing, and I do love the fact we can have hands-free conversations while we’re out and about; however, it does make me feel uncomfortable talking hands-free, because I look like a crazy person. It’s just not for me. Honestly, if you like it that’s fine, I’m not going to make fun of you or anything, but it was very unnerving when I used to talk hands-free in public (I stopped doing this a long time ago).

When this new trend came out, I thought a nearby psych ward just released their most challenged patients. Sometimes, I even thought they were talking to me (about nonsense of course, but it was awkward nonetheless). I know it does have its benefits, especially if you’re walking from the supermarket with your hands full of groceries, but in my opinion, I don’t like other people listening on my conversations and there’s no way I’m going to attract them by making them think I’m talking to myself.

-“No, you don’t understand. I was talking to Sarah”

-“Sure you were, and meet my invisible friend, Roger”

-“No, really, she’s on the other side”

-“Oh, she’s a ghost? Well, why didn’t you say so? Tell me more about it while I get you some medication.”

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤


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Daily Prompt: Mutants and Hybrids

Today’s daily promptIf you were one part human, two parts something else — another animal, a plant, an inanimate object — what would the other two parts be?

IF I had the option to mutate into another creature, I would choose to be an elf (from fantasy). Yes, it has a lot to do with Lord of the Rings, but elves are great creatures; they love nature, peace, songs, art, etc. I already love those things, so why not add the stereotypical pointy ears, bow and arrow, and biological immortality :p. My home would be close to a waterfall and I’d spend my days seeking peace and defending Hobbitses from the root of evil.

I know Gandalf is not an Elf, but I love the look of hope and achievement he carries in this GIF :p

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Poetry: Foreseen


I tried to keep track

on my will to foreseen

our last call

I couldn’t

I wasn’t meant to

I had no control.


When she left I wept

regret locked in my heart

I promised to notice next time

when we both spoke last.


Every day was lived

with talks and laughter, and

any phone call could have been our last

I thought for sure I could see it coming

I didn’t.


When you left, I wept

regret was pushed away

Our calls were fulfilled

I set out what I wanted to do.


You said I made you feel better

but you didn’t really need me

but I needed you.

You missed her and so did I

but you still had things to finish.

You helped me understand

what I refused to see.


Until our next call,

but until then,

no regrets.


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Have you ever experienced Sleep Paralysis?

According to wikipedia: Sleep paralysis is a phenomenon in which people, either when falling asleep or wakening, temporarily experience an inability to move.

If you have ever experienced sleep paralysis, you know it feels like a force trying to pull you to the depths of hell. Everyone goes through different emotions and feelings, but here are a few things that you may have experienced before. If you have never experience this, consider yourself lucky :).


-The feeling is basically like this: you fall asleep and it feels like within a second you’re awake again. However, there is a plot twist: you may be awake, but your body is numb. Yes, you’re frozen, except you don’t feel cold (nor hot).

-I’ve gotten better at sleeping with the lights off, but a while ago I had to have some sort of light source. When you are under sleep paralysis and your lights are off, you feel like you just died (no joke). If you have your lights on, at least you know you’re alive, because you see something that’s familiar. It makes a difference to your sanity.

-Now that you are aware you are under a paralysis, it just gets worse. The dreadful feeling of being hunted by a demonic beast begins to cover every inch of your body, making your heart palpitate and begging the angels to stop the fear. Oh, and did I mention you can’t move at all? Oh yes, I did. No matter how hard you try to move, it feels like your soul has left your body and no matter how hard you try to touch something, you can’t.

-All you have left is your will to survive, but now that’s starting to fade away as you begin to hallucinate. Oh no, we’re not talking about fairies, unicorns, or leprechauns saving the day, we’re talking shadows, ghosts, evil laughter, you name it. It’s like one of those dreams where you run, but you can’t get away from whoever is chasing you…

-…because when you’re under sleep paralysis, the evil beings DO catch up to you. Sometimes, you’ll feel someone tickling or clawing you. Again, you can’t do anything but scream in your mind. It feels as though all your bad karma is sitting on your chest trying to kill you. You feel like you’re not breathing, but you really are, it just feels that way.

-Solution? What I found works for me is as soon as I’m aware of what’s going on, I just try to relax as much as possible. You don’t know when it’s over until you fall asleep and wake up again, but it really doesn’t last as long you think it does. Like I said, it’s different for everyone. Sometimes you’ll hallucinate and see a shadow standing by your door creeping at you (scary stuff), sometimes you’ll feel violated by some dark being, or you’ll just stay still trying to touch things around you. It also helps if you’re stress-free before bedtime.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Weekly Writing Challenge: List Lesson

This week’s writing challenge encourages us to write a list of anything; about who you are, bucket lists, love, pain, etc. My list is about 10 lessons I have learned for the past 26 years (my whole life), in no particular order:

1) Every problem has a solution.

2) Be happy as often as you can.

3) Don’t change for anyone.

4) Be independent, but don’t be afraid to ask your loved ones for help.

5) Always ask questions. The worst someone can say is ‘no,’ but at least you went for it.

6) Do not throw away your values.

7) Peer pressure is a force created by fearful people. No matter what the say, do what feels right. Chances are you won’t see them ever again. I don’t keep in touch with most of my high school classmates for this reason. Remember that being ‘cool’ is being yourself and not a puppet.

8) Live without regrets. Remember our clocks are ticking as we speak (or read) and we do not when they’ll stop. At least, if something happens while you try to realize your goals, you’ll be happy you at least started. Who knows, it probably wasn’t in your destiny to finish, but you probably set it up for someone else to take over and help them grow as a person. Things really DO happen for a reason. Believe me.

9) Treat yourself. Remember you deserve to feel good.

10) Be good to others. Sure, there are mean people out there, but do not go down to their level. Keep your head up and move forward.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Daily Prompt: A Name for Yourself

The Daily Prompt for today: Some writers’ names have becomes adjectives: Kafkaesque, marxist, Orwellian, sadistic. If your name (or nickname, or blog name) were to become an adjective, what would it mean?


Mischievous. I’m always up to something (not evil) and I like to prank my friends :p. You can even add the word ‘clumsy’ because I’m usually dropping things, bumping into walls, etc. Every time I notice a bruise somewhere on my body, I’m not surprised anymore. Perhaps, I should watch carefully where I go, but I think it’s mostly because I’m always on the move. The word ‘creative’ also comes to mind, because my friends are always wondering where I get all my ideas from. I don’t think they have me all figured out just yet, which I guess leads to yet another word, ‘mysterious.’ Honestly, the only ones who truly know me are my family and my BFFs. You know, not everyone understands a daydreamer :p

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤