super cool

Eiko says...

SUPER TIRED!

Not sleepy. Just TIRED. But I'm happy to announce that the last tiny bit of the Kids Camp paper work is forever over, and I can start focusing on other stuff,...concerning the kids camp.

Oh!
My Dad's been up to some pretty cool stuff these days. He is truly a super-dad!
Being a Dad of 12 is no pie, but this cool dude knows how to pull it off quite well--that with the cap on backwards and all.
Hey, Dad, I called you a "cool dude"!

It's called being nineteen

Eiko says...

I had a fantastic 19th Birthday.
It was very relaxed and enjoyable. I did end up cooking my own "Birthday Dinner", but it was no biggie since I was cooking something I personally wanted to eat, and also since we had the ingredients for it. Dinner was a tomato-based chicken pasta, and it turned out quite decently! Dear Boris made desert, (check out the photos!) which was melt-in-your-mouth delicious! I ended my relaxed Birthday with a bottle of wine, a few chu-hais and Shrek 2.

If David Cook magically appeared out of thin air, and sang "Always Be My Baby" to me with his angelic voice, THEN I would have been sinfully happy.... it would have been WAY too sinfully perfect, it would have been WRONG!

I really like this song.



No, my Birthday was perfect as it was.

All those of you who contributed to it being as wonderful as it was by remembering my Birthday and called, or skyped me, or wrote me, or prayed for me, or even simply thought nice thoughts about me, THANK YOU! *Hugs and more hugs*

With the last minutes before I turned 19, in my slightly tipsy state, I was looking back on my 18th year and noticed that it was the most relaxed and laid-back year I had in over 5 years! Year 12 was iffy, 13 was purgatory, 14 was hell, 15 was that and a bit more, 16 was weird, 17 was getting better, but 18 was quite relaxed (bad-emotions-wise) and even enjoyable! In fact, 18 was a fantastic year! It was generally void of bad emotions like depression and I also wasn't obsessing over or recovering from stupid, life-draining, depressing eating disorders--something that was a very big part of my teen years.

I have a feeling this year will be better though. Definitely challenging and not without it's difficulties, but happy and better. We'll see, I guess.

You know, sometimes I wonder why I tend to be such a baby about certain things, or immature, or childish, (or whatever you wanna call it) when I'm already 19 and blah blah blah. Mom and Dad are like, "Wha?! You're 19? Reeeeaaaaally?" But then I realized that it's probably because I spent my pre-teens, and early teen years being down-right depressed and boring and mental! Now that that stage is over, it's time to start LIVING, and experiencing and feeling! I'm making up for the the teen years I missed!!

Now, that doesn't mean I don't want to grow or mature this year. I'm sure I'll be doing a lot of maturing up. But maturiety comes with experience, and experience comes with age. I've missed a few years of expereince by being a mental case, but with time I'll catch up.

You'll see.

I stole her blog...just for today

Boris Speaketh:

As you can see, I have kidnapped Eiko's blog for the sole purpose of showering her with flattery and adulation on her 19th BIRTHDAY!!!

A love letter

My love, (Eiko)
You are to me what chicken is to a vegetarian. No wait! What VEGGIES are to a vegetarian. And you are arguably the ONLY ONE who smells good doused with cologne.

Your beauty astounds me! Every morning I see you and vow, "The man who claims your heart is the first man I shall circumcise and asphyxiate!" You are too good to be wasted on those fellows....wahahahhaha!!!

I am your biggest fan! I stalk you like a pervert stalks his ..... prey. But if I find another man stalking you...I shall circumcise and asphyxiate him(again).

Am I scaring you, my love?

Because I am scaring myself.

But that is the extent of my love for you!

We are jumping on the love trampoline together! And we never get tired. NEVER. And if you get tired, don't worry, I'll carry you.

Your love, forever and always.

--Boris

Happy Birthday!

Here are the pictures I took of you today.
They are hanging on the walls of my boudoir!

Yadayadayo

Eiko says...

Okay, the hiatus is OVER!

Here, check out what my Dad said after I read him my latest blog posts. ( upon his request)

"If after reading my daughters blog you feel as if your mind has been contaminated, it's only my obligation as her father to take on the responsibility of your mental state and give you the antidote, which would be none other than my blog!"

Dad's witty! I think it's kinda cute.

So today was a remarkably normal day considering the fact that it was the last day left to my 18th year. I was planning on doing something extreme and totally wacky, but when it came down to it, we had a Home Meeting, I did some kitchen work, I cooked dinner, and did a work out with the teens. Nothing unusual.

Oh, but I DID manage to cut my finger while cooking dinner! And this is the 3rd time I've cut my finger in the past 2 weeks! All with the same kitchen knife! Boris said that I was born EMO/wrist-cutter, and that since I'm not letting my "true self" out, I subconsciously end up cutting myself when I cook. I DISAGREE with her logic.
I just think I'm rather clumsy, and that maybe I should turn down the volume to my ZEN when I'm cooking.

No big deal.

But the next time any of you see me, my fingers... will be deformed.

Happy Birthday to all you Pisces...I'm wishing you emotional stability...
--Hikaru Matsuoka

Peace Out!

Hiatus.

Eiko says...

It's called a hiatus.
I'm in front of my computer, with absolutely nothing even remotely interesting to offer the world. I'm wringing my brain for interesting scraps of information, but I'm left with boring stuff like,

*I woke up at 7:30
*I did Shawn T's Insanity Work Out and died
*I cooked lunch
*I cooked dinner
*I attended a Steering Council meeting
*I abused my mobile phone
*I took a shower and soaked in the tub
*I looked in the mirror and fainted
*I skype-chatted Hiki
*I took a walk out in the beeeaautiful weather


See? Nothing interesting. Just plain old life.

It's at times like this that I really regret starting a blog. It's just another responsibility, another thing to check off my to-do list, etc.

I take the two sentences above BACK!

Because apparently, I've got readers. I was visiting UNO Home, and was surprised to hear my brother quoting me on one of my posts! I think I turned red hearing that, as that particular post was pure foolishness, but according to him, my blog is a fun read! yay!

But this is suppose to be a haitus. So... calling it a night for now.

cheerz

love ? lust ?

Eiko says...

Yeah, um.
I don't mean every word I write here literally, so please don't take everything I write as the gospel truth.
Even if I say things like, "I literally killed myself trying to finish the picture in time for blah blah."
I don't mean that I actually, literally killed myself. That's really dumb!
Crazy, exciting, and weird are words that describe an amusing read, and since my life isn't any of those as often as I blog, I exaggerate and exaggerate some more, until it sounds just right. (to me.)

Now that that's clear....

LOVE VS LUST

I don't believe in love at first site. All those lovely feelings that you feel towards that person, are under the category of LUST.
It sounds horrible, doesn't it? But it's true. And those that claim that they've experienced it first hand, well, they've got things slightly mixed up in their heads. LOVE only happens after you've seen the worst side of the person, you know their bad habits, you've seen them at their worst lows, you know all about their past, and yet you still want to grow wrinkly and grey with them. In other words, you wouldn't mind FOREVER with them, despite all the negative stuff. THAT is love, and THAT kind of love doesn't happen at first sight of anybody! All the feelings you may have felt upon first sight, or second sight, or third sight, of the person you're attracted to, are feelings of LUST! You're attracted to their charm, their fabulous personality, their sincerity, their gorgeous smile, their sexy attitude, their intellectual mind, their mysterious ways, their eyes that sparkle, yadaydayo, and you LIKE it, and you WANT it as yours! A.K.A LUST!
But feelings are very deceptive, and oftentimes, you feel so much lust that you're most certain that you're in love!

About being in love...

being in love only happens when both you and him/her are in "love" together. The feeling has to be mutual.
Imagine "love" as being a heart-shaped trampaline. And let's say you have this someone that you're most certain you could marry without second thoughts. But if their reaction to this statement is anything along the lines of, "okaaay, that's nice..." or "You mean, friends, right? Just casual, platonic friendship?" If they don't love you back, then you are jumping up and down on the heart-shaped trampoline by yourself. You're in "love" (jumping on the heart-shaped trampoline) by yourself. If this person returns your feelings, then both of you are happily jumping up and down on the trampoline. You are both in love.

Anyhow, it's rare.

And besides, human love is so fickle. Either one of you could easily say something like,
"You know what? I'm tired of jumping up and down on this trampoline with you. It's kinda squishy, and you have bad B.O., plus I've got a leg cramp. You're really sweet, and I like your smile. I still like your hair-do. I also meant everything I said. But I'm gunna take a break from jumping on this trampoline with you. It was a good run. Buh-bye!"

Ouch.

Unless it's God-given, of course. God tends to define the laws of man, and he can do the supernatural. It's called a miracle. Love is a miracle. If you find yourself jumping up and down on the heart-shaped trampoline with that person you like, if you are "in love" with someone, than you are experiencing a miracle. It's beautiful and so rare, so treasure it.

My Mom and Dad are STILL on the love-trampoline, jumping and pouncing like happy rabbits after all these years!

Sugoi!

cheerz

18=>19

Eiko says...

I've only got 4 more days till I will no longer be able to say, "I'm only 18, okay? Gimme a break!" Because on the 5th of March, I will be turning 19 years old. Oh my, my, my! 19 sounds like it will be a very awkward, odd year for me, that with the Change Program going on, and me not being either 18 or 20 and all.

Personally though, I like to think that I've lived my worst years out in my pre-teens. I know that's a very optimistic thing for me to say, being that I've only been on this Earth for less than 2 decades, but honestly, if life could get any more insane then those particular years I've experienced, I really don't see how I could go through it. ( alive, anyway)
Anyhow, I'm predicting that my 19th year will be very odd and random and awkward, but at the same time, it won't be depressing or bleh. In other words, it's going to be weird, but good.

BTW!!
Ken, Sam, and Ai beats everybody in giving me my earliest, 19th Birthday present! They surprised me during my short stay at Lodge Home! They're all sweethearts! xoxo
Well, I've got a very limited amount of time left to my 18th year, and I'm thinking about a variety of exciting things to do to make these last days memoriable.
Exciting!!