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Friday, October 3rd, 2003
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12:40 am - updating frenzy
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camille dalmacio:
paranoid freak
buttmunch
dorkus
bulbous head
foagie
cherry tomato face
overanalyzer
feminist
unoriginal
gambititis victim
penny pincher
usee
naive
perpetual child
unproportionate
mentally unstable
obsessive-compulsive
life dream=maid
napili
sucky song picker
sucky sn maker
shares too much
blushes too much
indecisive imbecile
abandonment issues
pushover
can't say NO
nonmeasurer
small smiler
deepdish sucker
issues...serious issues....
but....I LOVE YOU.... just as you are...
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(3 drops raindrops keep falling on my head)
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12:36 am - haha
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12:25 am - whoa
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hey manang update...
no longer is the girl who updates about OMG "what cool stuff happened to her today"..thoughts, feelings, emotions, contemplations....have ARRIVED.
anywho..point being...DANGIT MANANG..UPDATE.YOU BUTTMUNCH.don't make me update....umm....yeah...haha funny who's reading this?...i figure you realize this is just a stream of conciousness...don't mind me...mamang..jill/spam..
hey you have fun clubbing...ps.philip chang rocks my socks!! ~titine
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(raindrops keep falling on my head)
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| Wednesday, May 7th, 2003
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9:29 pm - people who collect keyrings are called copoclephilist.
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Hello, this is Camille's sister, often mistaken for a twin or even older. Yes, right now I am posting even though i should be doing my homework (yes manang, i will do it.)aarghies....stressed and sleepy that's me. ok manang, i'll update on here if i'm too lazy or sleepy to talk to you at 12 or 1 in the morning...yes i have to sleep too.
hey manang, if you are wondering about the subject, i was looking at this website and when i read that i thought of that. yes i was very bored. I'm gonna try to change your livejournal,( sorry Caroline even though I've never met you)so that it semi-reflects your personality...rain, dean cain...haha your two loves that rhyme...very cool. yes i'm a dork. ok now, i just wanted to tell you that in case i get tired from typing my dialogue or lazy to get the phone, much less talk to you on the phone....hopefully i'm going to try to surprise you with my nonexistent html skills, but I'll try my best to dazzle you with my great searching skills. yes that probably didn't make sense, but do you see me caring? NO!
Yes, we have established the fact that this entry is pointless and that I should be doing better things with my time but oh well so I'm just gonna leave you a list of stuff I still need to do ok...so you won't bother me again...
theo dialogue
geometry wks + in book
read ch34-38 in english
study for foods test tomorrow
study bio for friday test
get cans for homeless
call YOU of course
etc....
yes i'm a procrastinator...just DEAL
current mood:  dorky
current music: Jason Mraz- the Remedy
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| Friday, April 25th, 2003
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5:05 pm - pensive...
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________________The First Dream___________________
The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight
and as I lean against the door of sleep
I begin to think about the first person to dream,
how quiet he must have seemed the next morning
as the others stood around the fire
draped in the skins of animals
talking to each other only in vowels,
for this was long before the invention of consonants.
He might have gone off by himself to sit
on a rock and look into the mist of a lake
as he tried to tell himself what had happened,
how he had gone somewhere without going,
how he had put his arms around the neck
of a beast that the others could touch
only after they had killed it with stones,
how he felt its breath on his bare neck.
Then again, the first dream could have come
to a woman, though she would behave,
I suppose, much the same way,
moving off by herself to be alone near water,
except that the curve of her young shoulders
and the tilt of her downcast head
would make her appear to be terribly alone,
and if you were there to notice this,
you might have gone down as the first person
to ever fall in love with the sadness of another.
--Billy Collins
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| Tuesday, April 8th, 2003
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1:09 am - Family is the most important thing in the world.
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(me): ::sigh:: lost opportunities.
(sister): yeah for him
(sister): that dork
(sister): jerk
I know I don't say it often enough, but I LOVE YOU and you are my BEST FRIEND. I thank God that I have someone like you who understands what I'm saying and knows what I'm thinking even though I don't say anything at all.
current mood:  grateful
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(1 drop raindrops keep falling on my head)
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| Wednesday, March 19th, 2003
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2:50 am - The end.... again...
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Finals week is upon us again! The stress, the late nights, the hours of reading... the only good thing is that we don't have classes. Last week was the last week of my Winter courses. I am ashamed to admit that I was somewhat saddened (to the point of tears... hey this is me... the person who cries during Hallmark commercials... no further explanation necessary) because I had really good TAs and professors. Just to name a few: Wolfenstein (cannot carry a tune, but really cares about his students! Treats you like a person, rather than an ignorant student to be taught the ways of life), Tompihe (Hates to hurt anyone's feelings and has very high expectations and expects you to reach them), and Carlos (man, this guy is in a class of his own. He has the most unique laughter... genuine and warm... and he can pull of being an intelligent and knowledgeable homie. Carlos is the best!) I am so lucky that I had such good mentors this quarter and last (knock on wood) and I'm wish I could tell them (without sounding like I'm kissing up) that they have made such a significant impact on my life and that I will never forget them.
The thing that brought about this bout of sentimentality and nostalgia is my Fall quarter Spanish TA. We started out in a bad place, mainly because i was late about 30 minutes for a 50 minute discussion meeting, but I learned to appreciate her dedication and her personality. Keeping me interested, much less awake, during those 8:00 am discussion was such an accomplishment which I commend her for. She established my definition of a good TA. The thing is: I was getting out of Poli Sci and I saw her, but didn't recognize her. It was only after she passed me that I realized it was her. How i regret not saying anything to her after I realized who it was! That will be my lamentation for the rest of my life!
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| Wednesday, February 12th, 2003
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10:52 pm - RAIN RAIN!
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Carolyn, this is for you! Ta-da... update! Today, I got soaked from head to toe during a two minute walk (but since I walk Camille-style it was more like 4 minutes) to the dining hall. IT WAS GREAT! ^_^ I love hearing my socks and shoes go squish squash in the morning! Not only that, my hair, jeans, and even my "rain-proof" windbreaker was plastered to my skin. I quite enjoyed it. Hope it rains again tomorrow... but now that I've said it...
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(1 drop raindrops keep falling on my head)
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| Monday, February 3rd, 2003
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8:29 pm - Chinese New Year
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Saturday was Chinese New Year, it was non-eventful, but highly enjoyable. I love home.
current mood:  cynical
current music: The White Stripes - I Think I Smell a Rat
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| Saturday, January 11th, 2003
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5:52 pm
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