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With Scrubs absent until the fall, I've turned to other fandoms (namely Stargate: SG-1) for solace, ahah. I'm only into the third season, but I got inspired and wrote a fic called Misplaced. It's a Buffy/SG-1 crossover, and my first gen/mebbe het? fic in a while.

That said, you can read all my other fics at holetoledo. I've moved most of everything from Fanfiction.net over there.
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So the other day, Adam, Chrissy, Diandra, Eric, and I went to Nutley to watch the meteor showers. We left around four and then we ate at Pizza Uno's and went bowling before heading to our usual spot in Boot Park.


Chrissy helped Diandra put eyeliner whiskers on her at Pizza Uno's. XD


This was our sky around eight in the evening. It cleared up by ten, but we were obstructed by trees. We need to find a better spot.


Adam teaching me how to find north on my compass.

It was a very minor meteor shower, or at least it seemed that way (I only saw about three meteorites, two of which were very bright). Perhaps it just wasn't dark enough. :( But next time we'll be ready. We'll go to upstate New York and everything, so that we'll just have a clear expanse of sky.


The sky started getting cloudy around midnight, so we just started fucking around. XD


The next two following meteor showers that I know of are:

The Orionids - Visible Saturday, Sunday, and/or Monday mornings of October 20-22. 2am-6am local daylight time are the best hours as the radiant is highest then. Orionids are at SOUTH-SOUTHEAST.

The Geminids - December 14 from midnight until morning twilight (viewing can be productive even before midnight). The Geminids can be viewed in any spot in the sky.

On another note, I just faxed my resume to Dr. Merela. :D
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I'm just one big ball of unnecessary stress right now, and I can't figure out why my brain is on hyperdrive. It's as though it's on a treadmill on max speed with no sign of it slowing down anytime soon. I'm exhausted but I can't go to bed yet cause I'm waiting on a friend to sign on and tell me if things are running smoothly for tomorrow. I'm pretty much running on adrenaline right now and I hope to God that I wear myself out before it's time for bed.

I don't know why I worry about things that haven't caught up with me yet. I feel as though I'm always anticipating something to happen, and I'm constantly on edge because of it. I've noticed how I'm always tense and how I'm always forcing myself to relax. The first few seconds after I wake up are probably my calmest, and then everything comes flooding in and I'm drowning in my worries before I even begin my day. I don't know where all this anxiety comes from, but it's doing a good job tiring me out.

One thing that's eating at me is my god sister is coming here sometime this month to live with us, and I'll be sharing my living space with her since my aunt occupies the guest room on most days. I love her to death, but she can get annoying as hell if I spend enough time with her (which I can rightfully say about anyone cause I feel suffocated when I don't have enough free time to myself). Even though she says she's only staying about two months max, anything can happen to postpone her plans. And that means less sleep and less personal space and less concentration and more tolerating on my part. And I hate to think that I'm merely 'tolerating' anyone, especially when it starts to feel like I'm not enjoying their company anymore. She can be a real freeloader too, and I'm the worst kind that she can be paired off with. I'm overly compassionate. It's inevitable that I'm going to be lending her money, even when I don't have enough for myself.

And within those two months that she'll be here, my dad will be leaving. He's leaving for the Philippines again on September 9 to pick up his dad (he broke his hip exercising), and I'm already wondering how I'm going to be getting him to the airport since the person who usually plays taxi for us recently got deported. I've never driven out of state, even if it's just in New York. I'm just hoping that I'll stay more on the highway than on the streets of the city, cause the last thing I want to do is to put myself in a sea of yellow, horn-blaring taxi cabs that tailgate each other on a daily basis.

I'm also worried about the school year. My health for the past three or four years has interrupted my studies. I don't want it to anymore. But flare ups can happen at any moment and at any time, and it's so God damn unpredictable and inconvenient. I don't want to waste anymore money and I don't want to keep signing up for half-assed classes just because I'm worried Behcet's will intervene again.

My uncle suggested yoga. My joints are messed up though, and there are some really ridiculous stretches. But I subscribed to a yoga magazine and I'm using the 4-6 weeks that it will get here to at least get into shape and stretch out a little so I won't have too much trouble. And I can just stick to the easier exercises. I think there's a yoga network on OnDemand too, so I won't have to pay for group sessions. Except I'm not sure if that will work out cause I never have access to my television, because my grandfather only cares about himself and thinks he owns the living room couch, the television, and basically everything running on electricity since he pays for that portion of the household bills.

I forgot to mention, but I didn't get a call back from my potential boss. And I'm honestly not worried about it. In fact, I'm a little relieved. I can use some extra time to myself this year, especially since I'm recuperating from the last flare up. I don't know how much longer I'll be in physical therapy, but I think it's working pretty well. I used to shake just while standing, but it isn't that bad anymore.

This is somewhat of a busy week for me. I'm going out with a friend tomorrow for ice cream and bowling and beer. And then I have physical therapy on Thursday, and I'm trying to fit Kevin into my schedule if he has the time. I'd really like to see him before he moves to Syracuse. I'm going to Monnie's birthday party - or at least I think I am. I have to check if she has seats available because I forgot to RSVP. I keep forgetting to ask her. And then there's a meteor shower on the 12th at 9pm, and I'm planning on taking Chrissy, Eric, and Diandra to see it in Nutley cause that's the only place where we can actually see stars. Jersey City is cloaked in smog.

Oh, gosh. I googled images of speculums the other day, just because I was curious. Oh, gosh.

Let's pray I never have to go to an OBGYN. At least anytime soon. D:

Ooh, I went to a flea market on Sunday and they were selling crossbows for like thirty-two bucks a piece! If only I had a use for it, otherwise it'd just sit on one of my shelves and collect dust. ._.,

Guh. I'm getting addicted to selling stuff on Amazon.

This entry has gotten way too long. And spazzy.
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For my Kristina! :)

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Graagh, feedback bad! I hope you could understand it. :(

Lyrics and guitar chords:

Kristina, Kristina, I love you so
C Am Dm C

If you were water for my garden,
C Am

You'd make my flowers grow
Dm C

Your hair in the sunlight; so breathtaking
C Am Dm C

I love ev'ry moment with you
C Am

And the happiness they bring
Dm C
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CHORUS

Your eyes, they shine with ethereal light
F C Dm C

They guide me home in the darkness of the night
F C Dm C

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Your aesthetic touch brings beauty to my life
C Am Dm C

You calm me when I'm depleted
C Am

And whenever I'm at strife
Dm C

You take me by the hand
C Am

And guide me to the light
Dm C

And whenever I am blinded,
C Am

You return back my sight
Dm C

CHORUS
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There's a drought in my head.

It's catastrophic. My beliefs have all of a sudden withered and I don't know what source I can turn to to revive them. But they're still connected by the roots, lodged into place -- but still searching, still hungering, still reaching. For anything. They wait for something to pass through, something that will nourish them, something that will help them grow. They grasp at the air, sometimes catching whatever happens to drift by with the help of the currents of time.

My beliefs are tainted, though. They're tainted by memory, and they release anything that makes them remember what it's like to be misled. So they grasp for something that glows with self-righteousness. They can't bear to find someone else to idolize; all of their heroes have crumbled into dust and blown away -- but some don't disappear forever. Some of those particles become filtered out, but the larger chunks get caught up in the thought process. They're difficult to erode, even when faced with the currents of time.

I think I'm going to have to hold out until the rainy season. It will come.

Just not as soon as I would like.
  • Current Music
    Enter Sandman - Metallica
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Snagged from randomsome1. :3

1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.

1. One of the weirdest erogenous zones I have is my head. Plz don't rub my head. ._.,
2. My entire body tingles when I hear a really good song, especially with an amazing guitar solo.
3. I've eaten an entire bar of 73% bitter chocolate and tasted nothing while my friends and my dad cringed and complained about a small piece for ten minutes.
4. I have had a chronic disease for the past four years that could lead to blindness and bone loss if not managed by medication.
5. I can remember everything that everyone has ever said to me, but I can't recall what I had for dinner the day before.
6. I'm afraid of commitment, and anything that ties me down - school, a job, a boyfriend/girlfriend - scares the living shit out of me. I have never had a stable job or a long term relationship.
7. I actually have horrible social anxiety, but I hide it well by acting really stupid, or if in terms of the workforce, really professional. ._.,
  • Current Music
    Heaven and Hell - Black Sabbath
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You can find the strangest things in Asian supermarkets. Take this, for instance. It's carbonated, peach flavored mineral water. But that's not what's strange about it. Its container isn't a can, but it isn't a bottle either! How cool!

And it tastes like Heineken beer. O_o
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I have a job interview Thursday! I'm so excited. I'm going to be working - if they hire me, which I'm sure they will - at another dental clinic. I think it will be a little different this time because Meme's dentist said that she'll be putting me in front of the computer for the most part and I'll be handling appointments and probably insurance claims. Mrs. Charito never let me do any of the insurance stuff in fear of me fucking things up, but then again, she never did give me much of a chance. I was basically her bitch. I'm hoping through this new work experience that I gain a new perspective and a lot more respect for the profession, because with all the bullshit that I went through two years ago, well, I kinda lost hope in it.

Wish me luck! :)

Hurray! With the job description that Meme gave me, it sounds like they're designating me as case file manager. And that means I'll be sitting down for the most part, so I won't be putting too much stress on my knees. At the same time, I feel kinda sad that I won't be dental assisting, but at least I cover all areas so that I'll know what goes on in a dental office, for when I get one of my own after graduate school. :D

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Tina: "Getgo... Get gas and go!"

[re: Pink Floyd playing on my radio]
Analexa: "What kind of music do you listen to?"
Me: "Music that you will never appreciate."

[re: Analexa is about to put a spoonful of rice in her mouth at Mitsuwa]
Analexa: "Wait--this rice is rice, right?"

Analexa: "What's the difference between Japanese and Chinese food?"
Me: "Chinese food is fake. You will never see 'Chinese food' if you eat at a Chinese person's house."

Brittney: "I think Analexa listens to the radio more than I do."
Tina: "Yeah, like, the top forties on the radio or something."
Me: [re: the song playing on my radio] "Yeah, this song was in the top forties... in 1979."
Analexa: -starts laughing incredulously-

Ah, to spend an entire day with a twelve year old and uncultured teenybopper. Kinda infuriating, I must admit!

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RIP Uncle Rene.

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Graagh, LJ was down for a couple of hours. ._.,
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ATTN: Selling books!

I have a couple of books that I'm selling cause I'm broke and I also need money for college, lurl. T_T; They are listed below:


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Ok, here's the catch. If any of these don't sell within sixty days and you like one (or a few :P) of them, I'll send it to you only for the cost of shipping and handling, which is $4 (unless I tell you otherwise cause some of these books are small). :P Bookshelf space is a priority on my list too, so that's second priority to college monies as of now. :P

Start calling dibs!