From non-virgin pride:
Okay I'm sure no ones gonna come here but if you do dear hearts thank you. As of late I've gotten pissed off at all the virgin pride shit around and people preaching to me about how wrong I am.Well here's a peice of advice for them...stop giving me peices of advice!I lost my virginity by choice and its a choice I'd make again.true,I'm not married,I'm only in my early teens,and I probally should have had one less beer.But thats not the point!I'm GLAD I'm not a virgin.If you are like me this is the place for you...okay so...*sigh*I'm gonna stop typing now
Okay look at it this way. You have high expectations of sex. You want your first time to be special. You keep yourself away from sex, though, for the sake of holy matrimony, and then you meet this wonderful like-minded person, who has safed him/herself as well.
You get to know eachother and though you are both very curious about sex, you refrain from action in that region, as you are not married.
You really do want to have sex, though, so after a few months you get engaged and get married. All the while the sexual tension is rising.
The wedding day is a great success, you both look ravaging and you really want to get at it. You hurry the vows, make it to the hotel-room and have the most horrible experience of your life.

You are not sexually compatible.
Believe me, it is possible for a couple to be spiritually linked, but completely sexually incompatible, and believe me, you will only find out trying. So now you're stuck with bad sex for the rest of your life - or are you going to have an affair? Maybe a divorce?

As for myself: I'm really glad I've got experience on the subject of physical love. Furthermore, I am glad my girlfriend has experience on the subject as well. Because of our experiences with other - less compatible - persons, we now have no reason whatsoever to try other people. No affairs, because we know for a fact that the sex will not be better.
Oh, and practice makes perfect.

If you really love someone, you'll be glad if that extra bit of practice makes you a great lover. Take it from the expert...

I agree on the whole "don't give me advice" -stuff, that's what makes those Virgin Priders so unbearable most of the time. Well, makes most people unbearable to be honest. O_o;

But am I the only one who sees a contradiction? "Don't wait for marriage to have sex, it's going to be awful! And then you're doomed for a life of bad sex! REmember, practice makes perfect!" Duh. Married people can practice sex together, with the whole trust-thing between each other: :no dear don't do that, do like this..."

And just because this person had the worst first time (drunk and teeny? Doesn't sound like a good combination to me), doesn't mean that everyone does. Basically I resent the whole "you need to practice with other people" -thing? How come? Why not practice with the one you love, the one you'll be with for (hopefully) the rest of your life? Why do you have to learn through other people what you like and what they like? And why would you even care? Are you going to tell your spouse "My ex-boyfriend Number 5 used to do this with his tongue and I really liked that"? I think he'd like to find it out in a different way... Could be just me though.

If you really love someone, you'll be glad if that extra bit of practice makes you a great lover.
What? That's just... *pukes* It's even worse than those "If you really love me you'll blow me" -phrases some guys come up with. "Look hun, I love you so much that even before I knew you I had sex with bunch of people so I could please you the best way possible." >.O

In a wiki like this, I'd prefer a message saying "have sex, but don't go around"; more pride in that, instead of this whole slutty thing that comes from this page.


Maybe I'm just too old to get the reasoning of this wiki.

-_-;
I got a message from someone that implied that I was their true love and that I should tell all about myself to them before shipping myself to him as a mail-order wife.
Because I'm smart, I deleted every message I wrote back before sending it, and then deleted the message he sent to me, but my replies varied from poking him hard on the unpleasant bits with sharp pencils; to explaining that my husband doesn't like weird paedos messaging me and that in the end he can't really know if I'm truly pretty or even female.
o.O;
*sigh*

Don't you just hate it when you open the door and someone else on the other side is also going to open it, so everyone is scared out of their heads with the surprise?
Don't you just hate it all the more because you're singing "Should I stay or should I go" by The Clash when the incident happens? -_-;

Wow. Some third-years circled around today giving free food. They had had a cake sale thing, and they were giving the left-overs to people... :D I was in the computer-room when this happened, and some graphic design boys were sitting by me and they said "free food, that's way too embarrassing." I told them it's not and went to get my share. I also told the third-years that if there's still something left after they've gone to everywhere, they should leave it in the fifth floor and I'd just help myself again later.

Learn it people: free food and tasting things in public etc... is not awkward or embarrassing. It's fun, mmkay?

Art contests in Elftown are not that much about competing to me (because even if you win, you get nothing), but more like showing your work to others and seeing theirs. Kind of exhibiting around a theme. I use them as an excuse to do non-uni related work. So here I am, making uni-work plus the stuff to the contest, eager to see someone else's representation of the theme, and more often than not you get entrants who have drawn one drawing, and then enter that to every contest. In one contest it represents the "goddess of love" in another it's a "mystical fantasy" -art (nothing mystical about religion loveys); it also is an elf, a fairy, a goblin, a troll and a self-portrait at the same time, in different contests >.<;;;; Decide people! And make an effort!

From now on I promise that I only enter one image to one contest (I've been doing that more or less all the time already, but from now on I'll be zeist about it).

Today I sent my 3600th message. It was to [Sunrose]. Well cool stuff.

New poll, dearies. :3 It's one of 'em "tell me what I should do because I'm an indecisive old sock" -polls.

From [Hedda]'s latest two diary entries, I deduct that Moscow is Hell.

I'm just glad it's not Helsinki.

What were you doing last night, around 7.00 pm GMT?
I'm interested, because that is when the world ended.
No need to panic, it was re-created an hour later.

http://elftown.lysator.liu.se/img/drawing/97422_1138480980.jpg

heh

How the fuck do you change the language settings in GIMP? Some fucktard has gone and changed it into Spanish in this Very Public Computer that is actually situated in England. It amazes me that someone is actually so fucking stupid and inconsiderate as to do that. And when I find out how to change it, I will indeed change it to Finnish. 

I'm just so feffing slow and sleepy now that I'd fall asleep even if someone tried to sex me.

I'll bollob Digger later, Silvie.

Most kinds of dogs seem to either
Have shapes or proportions all wrong;
They're only one way or the other,
But dachshunds are both short and long.


XD Love it.

6/7rd-13th march

And as a link to the previous diary-note...


:3 I'm very fond of this one... All done at one go in GIMP.

I just found an interesting animal (I was googling for "running lizard" -- don't ask): Basiliscus Basiliscus, i.e. the Basilisk lizard, also known as the Jesus Christ Lizard. It can run on water. o.O Wow. If I lived in a time uneducated about animal rights, I would say: *wants!*

I wonder if there would be a lot less racism in the world if certain men of ethnic minorities would just learn to behave in public and to respect other people (especially women)?
*was yesterday randomly abused by a random black asshole while having a good-nights kiss with boyfriend on the street*

The fact that their music and culture in general enforces this sort of shitty social behaviour doesn't really help their situation either *has heard a black man sing to his walkman: "slut, slut slut, slut, slut, oooeee, women, women, slut, slut" ect*

I went to see Kong. It'sa my kind of film :3

Begins in the 30s in New York, prehistoric animals doing the elephant-routine from Jungle Book, action that is funny as hell while being exciting enough to keep me on the edge of my seat, Jack Black, and of course: a really humongous monkey.

This new Fay Wray was lubly, I want her hat. Now. But she had obviously never seen Jurassic Park. And there was a lot of "I'm looking intensely this way because there's something horrible there; there is also something horrible behind my back." That usually annoys me a little, but I just focused on the big monkey.

I found the whole "look at the scary negros"-scene a bit useless. When that just kept going on and on in the film, I just gave kisses to Darling and waited for the big monkey.

CGI was good, very heavy-feeling animals, I appreciate that. Did I mention the big monkey? Andy Serkis did some of the motion-capture for that.

I liked the way they did Kong's emotions. And the whole "I just killed a bunch of stuff that tried to eat you little lady, I'm the man" -expression of Kong was priceless!

It even had a scene that was like my life on film! Kong wrestling with the Tyrannosaurus = iippo play-fighting with her dog :D The saurus does the exact same legs-kick-in-air as my dog when I press him flat on his back to the ground. I even grab his mouth like that (although of course I don't bend it :/)

From a wiki going on about how suicide doesn't always kill you.

You know a guaranteed way? Ask the 25yr old who tried to electrocute himself. He lived. But, both of his arms are gone.
What about jumping? Ask John. He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humour. That was before he lept from a building. Now, he's brain damaged and will always need care. He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he knows he used to be normal.
What about pills? Ask the 12yr old with extensive liver damage from an overdose. Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.
What about a gun? Ask the 24yd old who shot himself in the head. Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side. He lived through his "foolproof" suicide.

What's wrong with the good ole slashing your wrists? If you mess up, you can always try again. o.O Unless you manage to cut your hands off... 

I had a dream that everyone in Elftown was real life people :O

It included bicycling with my sister in a horrible muddy terrain (she kicked bears!), fighting play-war with these strangers whom I only knew by their codenames and hunting down a man who had been stealing stuff and had killed a wolf and in the end we found out that he had a very small dog that might not survive the winter so the man had been stealing fur from other dogs to keep his warm (not all the fur, bits), and my sister claimed that I had been in England for so long that my dog was already 18 years old. ¬.¬ Not true. And then some Council-members made us food which was weird but tasted ok.

Then I woke up to notice that my alarm-o'clock would ring in two minutes -_-;