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Name: Roselynne "Moon"
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Long Beach
Birthday: 6/10/1987
Gender: Female


Interests: Music; Marching Band, DDR, AIM, Singing, Movies, Observing humanity's reactions/emotions, The ability to fly, Observing fake personalites...
Expertise: ¿Expertise? Well,.. Sadly I'm not expert at anything, but I'm proficient in some aspects! =] DDR. Music ~ Performance: Flute, Trombone, Piano, etc., Analyzing Dreams, Determining causes of personality traits of other people, and recently, Twirling a military baton.
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Industry: Entertainment


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Friday, November 06, 2009

Oh god.

Where can I get tylenol for my soul? It hurts so bad... I don't think I can take this for much longer. Why does nothing help? Everyone says I'll be alright after this. Why can't it be "after" already? How does one experience life without drawing on associations or past memories? We've been together so long... I can't remember how to live without you. 


Wednesday, March 11, 2009

You Kuh Lay Lee.

I bought a ukulele. It's my most favoritest thing right now. It's cute, light, portable, and it doesn't hurt to play it for hours. And it's only four strings so i can easily figure out any chord i want to hear! I love it. His name is Duke. Duke the Uke. Or Yuki. I haven't decided yet.

The first song I learned on it is also the reason why I bought it: "I Just Want You" by AJ Rafael... but Gabe Bondoc's rendition of it. It's beautiful. 

So yeah. Just wanted to write about my new favorite thing. Peace! ^_^


Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Where do I go from here?

I steal your blood in the dead of night;
Your veins engorge as you struggle and fight.
No rescue near to end your plight,
For needles and gauze disguise my bite.

I am a vamp-- err, Phlebotomist.

Or at least, I will be soon enough. I've been doing my clinical training at Henry Mayo and it's been quite a ride. From quivering, sweaty patients in isolation to hacking, belligerent old women with miles of loose skin to gather up, I feel like I've drawn blood from them all (Not to mention sissy 20-year-olds and old men without teeth talking up a storm...).

I like it...

...thus far.

I feel like this is the truest ticket I've had to independence, and boy, do I need that right now.
Especially after what happened.
I can't live at home anymore.

Thank you, Jenny. I know I've been such a bother to you for the past week now, but I'll be off your hands soon... I'll talk to Heather, ok?

But when will things gain importance again? I haven't been to class for a week now... but I just can't find it in me to care. Hopefully I'll come 'round again... soon.

I wonder what's going to happen. Remind me to have faith, guys.


Friday, August 17, 2007

Yeah, so this page hasn't seen much insight to my life for a while... let's remedy that.

 

So, what's the difference between being obsessed and being possessed? Let's see what dictionary.com has to say about it.

obsessed

adjective
1. having or showing excessive or compulsive concern with something; "became more and more haunted by the stupid riddle"; "was absolutely obsessed with the girl"; "got no help from his wife who was preoccupied with the children"; "he was taken up in worry for the old woman" [syn: haunted
2. 

influenced or controlled by a powerful force such as a strong emotion; "by love possessed"

pos·sess  


tr.v.   pos·sessed, pos·sess·ing, pos·sess·es

1.       To have as property; own.

2.       To have as a quality, characteristic, or other attribute: possessed great tact.

3.       To acquire mastery of or have knowledge of: possess valuable data.

4.        

a.       To gain or exert influence or control over; dominate: Fury possessed me.

b.       To control or maintain (one's nature) in a particular condition: I possessed my temper despite the insult.

5.       To cause to own, hold, or master something, such as property or knowledge: She possessed herself of the unclaimed goods.

6.       To cause to be influenced or controlled, as by an idea or emotion: The thought of getting rich possessed him.

 

Well, it seems the definitions coincide at some level since the second meaning of obsessed and the sixth meaning of possessed are exactly the same.

But I guess it doesn't matter whether or not they're synonymous. I think what really matters is that I can use either one of these words to describe myself. Or both. Actually, if applying both adjectives compounds the intensity of meaning, then I should use both.

 

What have I done? And what do I do now?


Thursday, May 03, 2007

Wow.

Everything's hopeless. Nothing I do can be right. There is no "better" option. To hope for "best" outcome is to not wish for a good one, however seemingly righteous it is. There is no "good" to be pursued. Just pain, just suffering.

Fornication under the control of the king, says i. Damn it all.



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