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LiveJournal for Veruca Salt.
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| Thursday, April 16th, 2015 |
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I'm keeping all of my incriminating journal entries under friendslock, but I'll leave the rest open. Yes, I do like to compromise. |
| Saturday, August 18th, 2007 |
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Just watched Evan Almighty. I will never, never tire of Steve Carell. So.. I'm 22 today, thank you all for the greetings.♥ They kept me sane. And of course alcohol does nothing these days, so I just danced my ass off because I've nothing else. |
| Saturday, June 9th, 2007 |
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6 major exams this year. 10 subjects this semester. 6 reading assignments this week. excited. scared. lazy. ready. not ready. really, just confused. |
| Thursday, May 3rd, 2007 |
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In a month or so, I'm going to be in second year. I now have days to decide whether I'm going to start my actual enrollment and I still have no inkling as to how I did last semester because my school doesn't give the students their grades (you'll just know if you passed). My school gives off its suckiness naturally like that. I have this gut feeling that I'm going to do worse this year and this'll definitely hurt my chances of doing whatever it is I would want to do. Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Stupid med school. |
| Thursday, April 19th, 2007 |
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| You are so cruel. I bet Hitler read your manual when he decided to do the whole Holocaust thing. |
| Tuesday, December 26th, 2006 |
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So it's been a day after Christmas, and there is not a sign of Christmas in my house anywhere. Except perhaps for the sagging poinsettia displayed on the coffee table that was a gift from the merrymakers at our house last last night. Even the fruit cake that nobody wants to eat is completely consumed, the red and green gift wrap thrown away with the chicken bones and plastic cutlery. Whatever Christmas there was ended with the last guest that left the house around Christmas eve, and I eventually went to sleep around 1:30 vaguely aware it was now, officially Christmas day because JT had texted me with well-wishes. We aren't that religious. But it's truly sad that we can't do a good consumer rendition of Christmas, one with materialism and capitalism and empty, empty joy found in empty, empty things. I wish I could wrangle that kind of holiday, happy and meaningless. As far as happy goes, meaningless is better than none at all. I wish there could be some bare bones ritual of going through the motions: wrapped presents from my relatives, a boxed ham, something. |
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| Friday, December 1st, 2006 |
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So, the month of November has drawn to a close. For most people, this signals Christmas. For me, it mostly means the end of Hell Month, I suppose so very aptly culminating with me tiredly making sure that I don't flunk. This month, just one more week-long exams and I'm done! (For this year, at least...) Which means que sera sera! If I don't get into the curve, well, so be it. After the tests, there will be no more early morning classes! I look forward to finally getting the thing next next week and I get to wear my Little Black Dress at the dinner, too. So thank you all for listening to me whine, pout, go into hysterics, exult, and generally be an asshat for a month. I toast myself with no ambivalence. Let me have my moment of vainglory. I leave you with a picture of a puppy:  |
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| God, I love inside jokes. |
| Tuesday, November 21st, 2006 |
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You are The SunHappiness, Content, Joy. The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent. Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way. The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy. What Tarot Card are You? |
| Thursday, August 31st, 2006 |
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 Belated happy birthday Pamela Ocampo!!! I miss you like you wouldn't believe.♥ |
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| Saturday, August 26th, 2006 |
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 I buy into roles. I think this is where I fuck up. I liked those 'ragtag team' kids movies where there's the fat kid, the leader, the fnny kid, et al. Yes, they were two-dimensional, but I liked the guarantee. No matter where the funny kid goes, he's always going to be funny. Sure, we all know character depth is a good thing, but there's something so enticing about two-dimensional excellence. I want that guarantee. Personality is a byproduct of your experiences. it is nurture, not nature, and neither is it what you should actually aim for. If it is, you're missing the point. I used to want to go back to who I used to be. I wanted to be who I was before that big shitstorm in highschool happened. I wanted to be carefree again. What I didn't realize was that the shitstorm was no reason to change myself. All I had to do was just incorporate this new experience into who I already was. I don't know. Cliches are cliches because they're true. Nobody's perfect. Twenty one years of Hallmark catch phrases hammered it into my brain, but now I see that I never really understood it. I think I still don't understand it, a little, but do I really have time for this when I have shitloads of reading to do. |
| Friday, May 26th, 2006 |
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| Thursday, May 11th, 2006 |
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| Wednesday, April 12th, 2006 |
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| Monday, April 10th, 2006 |
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 Sunday morning found me doped up on coffee and leftover cheese pizza, confronting six hours of NMAT. I managed, as always, to own the perceptual acuity and english part and fuck up the physics, math and chemistry part. Plus the stupid proctor didn't allow me my stopwatch for the first section. During my break, I convinced her to let me use it. Anyway, I think I did fine. I have lost count of how many practices I've done - something like 2 full-length old version NMATs over the term. I just want to get into a decent medical school. And oh, I managed to get into the dean's list for my last term. Happyface. Goodbye, DLSU. I will miss you. *happy tear/sad tear* |
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| Tuesday, April 4th, 2006 |
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I miss you, your constant drunken stupor and your love for all things sacred and pure (hardyhar). The first one was true, I really really really miss you. Sadface. edit "Chowie, Chowie, o!!!!" *sabay jiggle ng boobs* ;P |
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| Monday, April 3rd, 2006 |
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| Saturday, February 11th, 2006 |
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Six Feet Under Wonderful finale. I had some issues, but I felt the series completed on a good note. Everything was elegant. So unlike TV. And that Sia song at the end was perfect. I missed season 4. I'm depressed. I need spoilers. *stomps and bawls* But. Oh! Oh! JT cried. Now beat that. |
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| Saturday, February 4th, 2006 |
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| Saturday, January 7th, 2006 |
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| I hate it when people I care about get hurt. Especially when it seems like there's something I should be doing, but in reality, there's nothing I could do to fix it. |
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LiveJournal for Veruca Salt.
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calm.
discontent.
frustrated.
annoyed.
lethargic.
blah.
predatory.
amused.
productive.
silly.
sad.
crushed.
chipper.
restless.
giddy.
crappy.