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Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer

That deaths unnatural that kills for loving

About Me

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.If you don't send this to at least 8 people....Who cares?George Carlin
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My Interests

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I'd like to meet:

Swanky men in suits and lovely ladies with classy haircuts.
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Music:

i like to dance. would you dance with me?

Movies:

ryan gosling.

Television:

something to make me laugh.

Books:

violence, drug addiction, manipulation, sadness.
i want it to be graphic.

Heroes:

my sis. my brothers. my hope.

My Blog

i think the worst thing is

when you have no money to go to amazing shows of amazing bands that probably don't play all that much.Justice... thanks for everything. you helped revive my love for synth pop. sorry i can't come see ...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 11:13:00 PST

just because

sometimes, you want to say make up your mind before mine explodes.to everybody.xoxo
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Tue, 13 Jun 2006 11:36:00 PST

to all the people.

hey kiddos... i miss my homies from all over, and to whoever reades this, i just wanted to let you know. let's go skiing or surfing, or slang some shoes.   xoxo
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Fri, 17 Mar 2006 11:56:00 PST

crazyest week of my life.

i am sad, and nothing can make me feel better.   i am jealous, and it is nobodys fault.   i have had the craziest, most exhausting, emotionally draining week i have had in a long time.  ...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 01:09:00 PST

i am full of shit.

i just looked at my profile, and i realized i haven't changed it in a very long time. half the stuff on there is bullshit. so pay no attention, if you know me, most likely you know what's up. suckas. ...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 11:55:00 PST

rainy days

do you guys like to jump in puddles? i sure do. if you want to come to santa cruz on a rainy day to visit me, i will jump in puddles with you and then we can go put on warm dry clothes and drink hot c...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Tue, 29 Nov 2005 01:04:00 PST

ooooo yeah.

my friend josh makes an excellent point. i need to stop being a pathetic human being and realze that i am super duper young and have plenty of time to make my fortune. which i plan on doing.
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

there may be something mentally wrong with me

so i realized today that i have the worst luck of most people i know. this includes mostly money and men. i am too young, therefor, i can never get anyone that i want cause they are a lot older than m...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

highway 17 in the pouring rain

as i drove down this highway, hydo planing all the way, i thought about what it would be like if i died today. i would want to be creamated, give some of my ashes to tim to take to new zealand, give s...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

UPDATE!!!

to me, these blogs always seem so depressing. who needs a pick me up? who needs one? i dopn't really need a pick me up, but what i do need is some food. i have been complaining about iot for at least ...
Posted by Victoria: Counting Rhyme of Another Summer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST