As a kid (though, I must say, I'm twelve, I guess I'm still a kid... I mean, a teeny, tiny 5 year old child) I always saw the word 'strong' as this:
Pecs, abs, wrestling, lifting weights, muscles, able to push three oxen at once, muscles, one hit kills, muscles, muscles, MUSCELS.
But, nowadays, I've been reading a lot of books (cos I'm smart, yaaaah! heh :P) and they say: She can handle it, she's a strong girl, or, I need to pull myself together. Stay confident, at least look confident. For the rest of the crew. I have to look like a leader, act like a leader. Look strong.
In both of these instances does 'strong' mean MUSCLES? Or strength as in PUSH THESE OXEN TO THE OTHER SIDE? No, right? It means being able to withstand pressure/pain/panic et cetera. It doesn't mean physical strength, the way you put pressure against these oxen. It doesn't mean MUSCLES!! And it doesn't mean a strong smell. It means the way you think. The amount you can withstand. Emotionally. My (though not completely stated at the right of this page) pseudonym is Nin Drew. Nin is my nickname. And Drew means strong. And I chose this name because, 1) it sounds and looks good :D 2) I want to be emotionally strong. Being able to withstand pressure, pain, panic. To be healthy. To be this great, great person. (If I want to think deep, I CAN think deep. As corny as this sounds, I mean it.) I don't want to exist. To fade into this mortal crowd. And die as I age. I want to live. To do greater things. I might not get famous or be successful, but at least I gave it a shot. I lived.
To be able to withstand pressure, pain and/or panic. To be strong. To be this great, great person. To live, not exist. To be able to withstand pressure, pain and/or panic.
Bye,
Nin
Woaaah! THAT was corny, and really, really, REALLY deep (I HAVE NO REGRETS!!) :P
And I think I found myself a motto :D
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