January 2009
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Almost but Not Quite
I just finished 15 less than my daily requirement of NCLEX review questions after enduring a four-hour long lecture on nearly all the electrolyte imbalances known to man. The last twenty questions were all computations, too (maaathh…). I did quite well for someone with hardly enough sleep but I don’t think I can do anymore. I’ll just have to make up for it tomorrow.
The Secret Life of Daydreams - Dario Marinelli
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Okay, 1:09 AM. Not bad a time for bed. Here’s hoping I get a good eight hours this time. Good night.
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Technologically Crippled
Somehow, I can log on to Tumblr but not Google. My Google search bar doesn’t work. It is suggesting that I look into my network connections or firewall settings. I tried but all I really did was look at them buttons. I’m only 24 but deep inside, I’m so old that I’m one of those types that detest technology. Seriously.
I reeeally need to remember the difference between...
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Somebody needs to go on a diet.
So it’s a good thing I have class and won’t be around for my grandmother’s birthday luncheon.
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My Golden Globes after party is a plate of ultra...
I love awards shows. Whenever somebody wins for the first time, I literally applaud in my seat. Like tonight, it was Sally Hawkins (Happy-Go-Lucky). My favorite speeches were from Kate Winslet (Revolutionary Road), Colin Farell (In Bruges), and Steven Spielberg (Cecil B. DeMille).
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Lazy Ass
The scrolling button (?) on my mouse is broken. I just realized how surfing is almost impossible without it. Got ‘til it’s gone. Le sigh.
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Went to buy girl stuff at Rustan’s Fresh Katipunan today where I ran into Denrocs. I guess we’re at that age where you run into people at the supermarket. Somebody please tell me we didn’t sound like Stepfords when we reminded each other about pending dinner plans on the 24th. She’s okay because she IS a mom. I’m not even close. I cry when I dream about getting...
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Okay, that’s it. I have to break the rant barrier for ‘09 because of drummer boy downstairs. I cannot work with that racket. He needs to practice with his headphones on or AT LEAST turn down the friggin’ bass. I think he went deaf over the holidays because he’s playing his music around ten times louder than before. It doesn’t matter if I turn up my music. Headphones...
