tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68539522012-02-16T21:25:30.901-07:00Passionate, driven, and viciously inspired by anything and everything, the author is willing to give her two-bits on any issue or tidbit her audience is willing to throw. But if no one offers, she has plenty of her own she's to share!Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.comBlogger1141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-16795960274075830302011-08-07T21:34:00.002-06:002011-08-07T21:40:44.136-06:00

So I cried tonight. This guy named Trey, a friend of my best friend, was being a total ass on Achaea. Nothing different than usual, but today it really, REALLY got to me. Anyway, the guy was razzing me (as per usual) and I just got so mad. Like crying angry. He had no right or reason to be an ass to the people on our clan channel (Kind of like an out-of-character chat room within the game)

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-53424001944544269532009-12-30T21:46:00.001-07:002009-12-30T21:46:09.336-07:00

These pictures the first of many beautiful pictures to come. My best friend Alyissa and Jordan just had beautiful baby boy January 29th, 2009. He’s a little bundle of perfect joy and Momma and Daddy are fine, thank God, thank God. ~vickie

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Today was a chilly –27’C with a bit of wind, which probably brought it down to –32’C at least. Brrr. Still though, it was clear and sunny out, making everything pretty. The brisk air felt wonderful to breathe and walk about in. Been thinking a lot about the new year, what I want to change, what will stay the same. In true HP fandom, I’ll quote Hagrid from the end of Book 4: "What’s comin’ will

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I sympathize with you so hard it isn't even funny.Buck up, sometimes things change but things will be okay. I can't even dress simple phrase up anymore because that's all there is to it.Don't put so much blame on yourself. If things have to end, then I want you to get it through your thick head that it wasn't JUST YOU. As high a pedestal you put her on, she's only human too.You're going to be

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-33028105406180878402009-12-22T22:53:00.001-07:002009-12-22T22:53:54.004-07:00

I love my online D&D group so much. This excerpt is courtesy of my DM, Chekken, and myself, combining our EPIC WRITING POWERS to create this little gem. Malgrava will tell tales of this arrow shot to her grandkids and anyone else within hearing at the Home for Super Hot Retired Heroes and Heroines. ~marvi Readying another arrow, Malgrava feels a cool shiver pulse through her body as she feels

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The last time I was really just held in someone's arms was October last year. I'm not including the embraces I got when I was sobbing (Thanks, Patrick) or just normal hugs. I mean really held, just to be held. His name was Garrett, "The Kid" as we sometimes refer to him in hindsight. How we hooked up was laughable, when we broke up...less so. At least for me. But let's take the story back a month

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*First off, I'd like to say it's good to be back. Thanks for reading!*I told Weesha I didn't know what I thought of Doodle. But I do: I like him. And I know she knows that somehow, I'm not exactly a hard book to read. I admitted to him aloud my crush but also my fears. I'm ashamed to admit that, despite how optimistic I am, I can't bring myself to believe romantic things can happen to me. I'm

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It's been a while since I wrote anything but I've been working like a horse at the restaurant and banking in as many hours and tip cash as I can before I leave for Edmonton (Which shall be the 20th, I hope!) I'm going to really miss BP's, I think it ranks right up there with the good ole hay days of the Wal~Mart Photo Lab as my favourite job I've had so far. I really don't have a lot to update

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Lately it’s been weird for me in the mornings. I’ve never been one to sleep in much but I’ve been getting up fairly early for no reason. The last four days going I’m up either right after or right before Mom leaves for work around quarter after six. I don’t think I’m getting woken up by her and dad moving around the house (Ask anyone that’s had an overnighter with me, I’m a hard person to wake up

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Here I am, falling asleep in my semi-clean bedroom, on a Friday night, happy in a complete way for the first time…I should just sleep. Aaand that’s just what I did! Good morning, blogosphere! After a long day at work on my feet, I pretty much conked out asleep once I settled comfortably on my bed to write this. That didn’t work out! Let’s get to it! inFamous, the first quarter 2009 release

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-84384863183659471022009-07-11T19:28:00.001-06:002009-07-11T19:28:33.130-06:00

Its really hit and miss (especially bad with the misses!) but a lot of the men that fight in the UFC are kind of hot. Sculpted bodies, Adonis faces, sexy tattoos…Not to mention a few aren’t afraid to bare it all in a pair of speedos. On the whole? A whole lot of manly sexy hotness. Tonight’s gonna be a good night. Cheers folks! ~vickie

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This is the life. My first full shift at the joint, my first shift of tips ($78.00 even!) and my first after-work drink up at the bar. What a great Friday so far! Now to relax, put up my feet, and maybe finish a post or two while I put a movie on! I think my feet can survive the trip home! I need insoles! Be back with a post or two soon, blogosphere! Sayonara! ~vic

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-59187411829875140072009-07-10T09:32:00.001-06:002009-07-10T09:37:43.106-06:00

Well my disbelief isn’t placed in the fact that I’m writing, period. It’s in the fact that I’m writing this while in a moving vehicle! (Don’t worry, I’m not driving) I feel so professional! I bought this pretty little Acer Aspire One off of Bryce (who won it for free, lucky bastard!) and it came with the wonderful Windows Live Write with it. This is so sexy. I can’t wait to use this at school. I

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I know I supposedly announced the posts coming up in my previous one, but I can’t help but share the little highlights of my life. And Twitter just can’t replace my blog. Check these pics out! That’s right, I went and bought my Harry Potter tickets for next Wednesday! And I plan to be one of the first (if not the FIRST) one there. And of course I will be dressing up in my version of the

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My blog roll is up now! It’s over there to the right! I know, I know, it’s kind of plain but I’ll figure out how to make it pretty soon enough. What matters is the content so if you would, please take a gander at the two I have there, 19 Degrees and Home of Unknown Entity. I have three upcoming posts in the works, with only one with any time-constraint on it simply to keep up with current

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It's been a while since I've actually been able to blog something properly. At least three draft posts scattered through my various pads and notebooks but it's almost no use to post them without some serious revising. Darn my habit of writing as if I will for sure post it right away! Anyway, I've been inspired by a certain beautiful muse to write something, to keep on carving out this little

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Northern Divas: Wonderful, gave me shivers. Final number was a touching and inspired songs geared toward Yellowknife. Pat Braden: What a storyteller, John Mayer could learn something from this guy. His 12-String Chapman Stick is gorgeous, it looks like it would feel like playing a piano, left hand strumming the bass line, right hand tapping out the melody. Just plain cool. The Gumboots: I've

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Well, seeing as the move of my parents to their new place is in the endgame and I'm helping, on top of dealing of some personal issues, I just haven't had the time to put out any post whatsoever on my blog. I apologize profusely to any of regular readers that have been looking for something new. I swear I have a blog post all ready and rearing to be typed and posted immediately and I promise it

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Point form today? Okay, here goes...Woke up early, after only four and a half hours of sleep. Still itchy from being eaten by mosquitoes during Midnight concert last night. SO GOOD! I hope it becomes tradition.Started writing an email to Alyissa.Got distracted by Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Dailybooth and having a little cry while I had the living room to myself.Finished email two hours

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-15391957612725340262009-06-19T01:59:00.003-06:002009-06-19T02:04:39.868-06:00

So I finished watching "The Cook, The Thief, The Wife and her Lover" and holy shit, was it EVER messed up. IMDB it and I completely recommend it. Beautiful cinematography and some funny jokes, but don't watch it alone or while under the influence of drugs that make you paranoid. I warned you!Plus I finally to watch "Goal!" Just as wonderful as I expected. 'Nuff said.Now it's onto the latest

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Oh, tingles galore! The clock ticking to zero in the third, the replay of Fleury's leaping save in the dying seconds, watching each player look like the happiest bunch of 8-year-old boys in the world as they leap and cheer o top of each other... This is one of the purest displays of emotion in professional sports. This is what dreams are made of and come true upon.And as the announcer listed

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Let the Tweets begin! Vickie Marquez is up on Twitter.com (username: vickiemarquez) and I promise to be as concise as possible.Jeez, it's beginning already...Look how short this blog post is!~Vickie

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This post, my avid readers, is dedicated to my friend Tram Nguyen. (Yes Tram, after all this time I can still spell your name without any hesitation!) She's heading back to the big city today and even as we parted ways, I could tell she's having some trouble with the prospect to returning to the heartless, faceless metropolis. I'm writing here to tell her (and subsequently you all who have

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-7089016372697747302009-05-28T14:35:00.005-06:002009-05-29T14:42:43.328-06:00

Continuing on from this post:Given all that, Victoria still found herself sighing from time to time. Mom had deeply ingrained in her daughter to always be grateful fro your circumstances no matter what. Yet lately its been increasingly harder and harder for her to do, all because of a chance encounter with a blast from the past.*****The holiday season was upon the little beach town once more and

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-87429551928080274912009-05-16T03:51:00.003-06:002009-05-16T03:55:56.311-06:00

I love this. Catchy tune, funny vid, genius lyrics. And oddly enough, it reminded me of Matt fuckin' Devitt. Oh Matty! Enjoy everyone!PS - And this here is why I would love an iPhone oh so very much (AskANinja is awesome! NINJA!):

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I got my job!! I start Monday at the Hospital (woo stat pay!!) following this guy named Glen, who apparently is The Man (as in Operations Manager). I'll be shadowing him as he does his rounds and I'll be asking him any questions that I'll have with the job. I couldn't be happier with who I'm paired with, this Glen guy is pretty much the trainer of new recruits and the hospital is where they send

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Making faces. Such fun.Not to mention I can watch my anime on TV via the PS3. Kick ass.Interview with Twilite Security tomorrow, I hope I get it!

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Probably not heading to the library today, sounds windy and cold outside, so BRR. Besides, mom's got a cold and asked me to help her clean at the apartment so I figured why not.Making my way through labelling all the Tsubasa folders and files, on Chapter 20 now! Only...100 more chapters to go...AT LEAST! Cripes!Star Trek was fuckin' A but the news of last night was...well I can't say. It was so

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-18564522215302226722009-05-12T12:06:00.002-06:002009-05-12T12:09:43.712-06:00

I'm continuing to seed My HiME, which is taking forever, but I got the time. I figure by the time I watch the entire series and knock off more of my manga download list, my upload/download ratio will be right as rain and I can get started on My OtoMe or Aquarion!Decided to knock off a huge chunk of my CalicoKat song download list today, too. I had forgotten about it but I'm already down to the

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My HiMe finally finished torrenting, and I started the series. I'm enjoying myself but all the fanservice in the anime is making me totally self-conscious haha.Next anime on the docket may be Aquarion or even Afro Samurai. Really really big series like Naruto may have to wait, 220+ episodes is a LOT.Tsubasa is coming along well, up to Volume 16 now! About 10 ish more to go, maybe I can finish it

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-345504817802151012009-05-09T00:18:00.002-06:002009-05-09T00:45:53.355-06:00

Great show, great audience, one more to go. I got flowers from Curtis (Two blue roses, two orange and two pink) and it was just all around fun. But then I found my way home (bummed a twenty from Kelsey and cabbed it), puppies were going crazy, and the kitchen was even more cluttered than how I had half left it...Jordan had poked out of the room and Alyissa was still holed in (Later I found out

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-24765802807186523122009-05-07T12:45:00.002-06:002009-05-07T12:58:44.090-06:00

Strolled into the library at about 10:15 and after I got set up, I sat down and proceeded with my DL'ing.This is going to take a while, even if I'm torrenting a series. A typical 26-episode anime (Like My-HiME, which I'm torrenting now) is around 4-5 Gbs large, making me really wish I had some actual high speed bandwidth. Oh well, this is free and I'll take what I got.As for the DVD acquisitions,

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Back again, reporting from the library!So I had this great idea to obtain obscene amounts of DVDs from the library for enjoyment at home but I've run into a little snag involving encryption and protected-ness SO I'm turning my attention to the OTHER wonderful thing I do at the library: use their bandwidth, today for downloading the obscene amounts of anime and manga I want. I'm a woman on a

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Just a quick blog before I head out downtown (with another post to come!)I've been keeping myself busy before shows hanging out at the library and taking advantage of the free high speed internet! Woo, bandwidth! Getting back into sticking my face into books once more, I really missed it!Also, Pink came out! ...Like we didn't see it coming, right?Anyway, cherrio! Back in a bit!~Vickie

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Gratefully shedding her greasy apron, Victoria inhaled the cool night air as an ocean wind breezed her bare arms. A noisy diner was no place for a twenty-something like herself to widdle away the burgeoning years of her life, she thought once again. She was grateful for the job, mind you; Linda and Max were the best bosses she's ever had. Not only were they understanding (Once they had let her

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No more Sanctuary hereThe young vagrants sayAs they wasted awayPolluting the air, cruelty aboundsNot caring that these wizened tomesCould teach them how to flyA quiet trip to the public library was not as quiet and serene as I'd like. I had settled in to read the copy of the original issues of The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (which I had requested and waited two weeks for!) when a gaggle of

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Gracefully spinning her away from him, their fingertips linger touching as their eyes lock once again. Her breath catches in her throat for half a moment and pang of sadness flashes over her eyes for the other half. She knew and wonders if he did, too.Sleep and Fate were working in duality this night. They hath swooped down upon her and bore her facelessly into the starry night. When will they

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A short but funny story: Patrick was running a boot for Justin Friday night. We'd already picked up the liquour earlier that day so the kid only had to pick it up from our apartment. I'd been cleaning for a while and I was ready to strip off my shirt (shown to the right) to just my red camisole underneath. So Patrick came home, got the bottles and brought them downstairs to our sidedoor. He was

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A day of green. Green's your favourite colour. I know you can put on an Irish brogue. It's been so long, I don't know if I remember what your voice sounds like anymore.I cried today. Maybe for something stupid, maybe not.I told you I always have sweet dreams after I talk to you.

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I can barely feel the sides of my hands. I hammerfisted the kitchen wall, the fridge and the wall outside our door, plus the doorframe.I am so sick and tired of it being all up to me. Living room's gotta be clean, kitchen's gotta be clean, dogs gotta be fed and let out in the morning, gotta get a job, gotta get money, gotta get into school...I can't take much more of this.I was hoping to get home

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-2647470103501141432009-03-05T01:00:00.005-07:002009-03-06T21:51:25.011-07:00

Here it is! My trainer arrived in the mail yesterday and it hasn't left my hand since. Here's a little video showing my progress! (To see the modified YouTube version of the video, complete with connotations, check this out!)~Vickie

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Round, we dance, fast then slowBut never toward each other goSoon, kept promised are made trueI'd change the stars to be with you

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So that was easy, Ebay is the shiznit. I will now soon be the proud owner of the red, white and blue style BaliYo pen!Don't know what the hooha a BaliYo pen is? Check out this lovely and informative review of it below! (Also check out the reviewer's cutlerylover's other sweet reviews and other videos here!)I'm keeping my cool about it, Alyissa and Patrick will be surprised as soon as I come home

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So I have always had my current obsession with balisongs (or butterfly knives) and now I'm finding the burning desire to possess one of my own to be nearly unbearable. But seeing as the closest thing I have to buying the real thing (Thinkgeek's feature Butterfly Knife-style Pen, seen here) is far too expensive than I care to spend at the moment (Nearly $75 CDN at the least) and every website I've

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-9029172614746808472009-02-19T01:12:00.003-07:002009-02-19T01:38:12.439-07:00

I feel so irritable right now. First off, Patrick helped himself to one of my three new 32 inch flatscreen HDTVs from work, you know the ones I was hoping to sell to help my profits. I let him have in the car. Now I'm irritable at Zachy/Zach/Severnt for existing. He's a little, chickenshit, wannabe-suicide splatter on the wall. Once I get back to playing on Necia, I'm fucking with his life. What

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-50073885100720522062008-12-19T13:31:00.002-07:002008-12-19T13:41:01.219-07:00

2008 is almost overplace an X for what has happened this year[ ] lost a friend yet i do not feel bad[] stayed single almost the whole year[ ] made-out in a car[x ] made-out on a couch[x] kissed in the snow[ ] kissed in the rain[x] fell up stairs...[x ] walked into a glass door[ ] had a stalker[ ] questioned your sexual orientation[ ] came out of the closet[ ] got pregnant[ ] got somebody else

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-12269930614361780902008-09-07T01:52:00.001-06:002008-09-07T01:53:50.746-06:00

Ever have one of those nights where you just want to sit and have some alone time...alone?I'm having one of those nights.Fuckin'...guy.

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-47482422958569801292008-09-05T22:54:00.002-06:002008-09-05T23:22:33.812-06:00

As first dances go, I suppose I could've had a worse song than "Hanging By A Moment". I quite like the song actually, I'm singing it loudly along with Nick and Justin on Singstar Pop as I type.First dance songs stick with you, and you always remember the person you danced with clearly. My person, whom we will refer to as Frank, is someone I *suppose* could've been worse at the time too. He was

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-23401072541347757732008-09-04T22:36:00.003-06:002008-09-04T22:41:35.039-06:00

You always hear to never believe anything you read, right? Today, I wonder if anyone believes the things I write, let alone read anything I write anymore.I hope someone visits me at work tomorrow...I just need someone to hold my hand.

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-35459171291432638862008-09-02T08:08:00.002-06:002008-09-02T08:12:42.408-06:00

Today (or soon) someone is going to ask me out on a date, a real date.I feel like I'm fourteen. Giddy, nervous...imaginative...This really is a first. My first, honest-to-goodness, guy-asks-me-out date since Grade 7 and Perry Yu asked me on MSN to see Shrek with him (He then called me to confirm)I needed this and now I'm getting it (hopefully) today.Hold my hand again, that's all I ask for now...

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-3326701639967832852008-08-20T07:36:00.003-06:002008-08-21T08:37:18.255-06:00

I want you to be so so so happy, and you deserve to be. Don't let my longing sadness ever feel make you feel bad for going for something you want. I will still have hope, and I know you will always give me that, no matter what. So if I cry, if I mope, and (God forbid) if I am bitter...know that's just human nature acting up. I love you and I don't know where I would be if it hadn't been for

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-13284854550196193262008-08-12T08:59:00.004-06:002008-08-21T08:40:48.495-06:00

So right now, as in five seconds ago, I just burst into tears. Good thing Patrick and Aleesha weren't awake yet, haha :P Right in the middle of singing Dixie Chicks, eating my Corn Pops, talking to Chris and reading this article titled, "11 Ways to Build an Extraordinary Life"Please click the link and have a read. You won't regret it. The two particular points that contributed to my tearing up

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-62842850880664697432008-08-09T16:32:00.006-06:002008-08-10T15:46:51.548-06:00

I don't know who to write this blog to. I know I want to write it someone but I can't decide on who, so this may...no, WILL shift audiences as I go along. Here goes.Loving you left me breathless everytime. I wish I remember the exact line I used to describe it...it was something like "Loving you is beyond being simply breathless, it's like exhaling a long breath you've been holding and breathing

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-31268467932280856002008-07-14T23:37:00.003-06:002008-07-14T23:49:46.790-06:00

Ouch. I know you didn't mean it how I took it but it hurt all the same to be reminded how I hurt you so badly, not once but twice.I can't ever change what I did to you, or to anyone. All the disappointments and hurts I've caused, I can't take back...It's all I can do to try to move on and not let the guilt and pain eat me alive. Because some nights, when I open my eyes and cry quietly to the dark

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-26084007439615368302008-06-28T22:22:00.004-06:002008-07-06T13:32:24.186-06:00

Anyone notice the funny I made with these latest two posts? Heh. Who am I kidding, who actually reads my blog other than me anyway?The Friday we went out was really fun. We got there a little early but that meant we got to enjoy our drinks with minimal interruption. (I say minimal because we had a cute but rather insistant waiter that kept asking if we needed anything. Did I mention he was

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-30274031959852450412008-06-11T22:52:00.002-06:002008-06-12T00:02:05.734-06:00

I haven't written anything like this in a long, long time.But I'm thinking about him again.It came up in the conversation innocently enough. Ran into my friend Laurie-ann, got talking about what we were doing in the fall and this summer, and I happened to mention I was writing to a pal in Australia. Naturally she thought I was talking about Matthew and that's how that can of worms re-opens

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-10534741734534526452008-05-01T23:02:00.002-06:002008-05-01T23:06:13.040-06:00

Maybe it's just the game high talking but...THAT. WAS. INTENSE.The girls really tightened up this game compared to last, though we still have some defense to work on (But that's what I'm there for, eh?)GAH! I hate (love!) to toot my own horn but I was fuckin' amazing. Hip save, boob save, rebounds, interceptions...SHOT, SAVE, REBOUND, SHOT, SAVE, AHHHHH!! I distinctly remember ROARING a lot.It

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-47066478163614253062008-04-22T04:07:00.001-06:002008-04-22T04:07:40.825-06:00

So here I am, twenty minutes to 3 AM and I'm not exactly sleepy. That darn nap earlier messed me up more than I thought it would!BUT during my channel surfing I found Connie and Carla! I love this movie, please Wikipedia it or Google it or IMDB.com it or something. Find it in your local movie place and give it a chance. If I remember correctly, there were quite a few bad reviews for the is movie

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-14707608347068421942008-04-02T03:58:00.003-06:002008-04-02T04:04:47.316-06:00

Someone: If you asked me a week ago what you asked just now , I probably would've said yes. But right now, at least 6 months after the fact, I finally almost over you. I need someone that makes me happy all of the time, and when he makes me sad, sad for all the right reasons. Someone: I won't ever get rid of the

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-8446913313865526092008-03-21T00:55:00.002-06:002008-03-21T01:15:15.411-06:00

So I told him that Alyissa and I were leaving on our Edmonton trip last night. I hadn't talked to him in a while but you know, I like letting people know if I'm going to be gone or not. Anyway, here is how I finished my little offline message:"If I don't talk to you before then...I love you and wish you every happiness. I hope you take that as sincerely as I meant it and not as cheesy as it reads

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-81239317983945842972008-03-08T07:48:00.002-07:002008-03-12T21:37:14.473-06:00

Hi. I got up an hour and fifteen minutes ago. Alyissa has been...no wait, she's STILL drunk. I....am an easy drunk and a...I'm not as sick feeling as she is because I slept it off :P OUR PLAN IN EDMONTON IS: Alyissa and I will HANDCUFF ourselves together when we go clubbing so we can TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER. HOW RESPONSIBLE ARE WE!Hey good lookin', why the frownYou always look better when it's

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-6888109975570843452008-02-27T07:33:00.003-07:002008-02-27T07:44:46.371-07:00

Slept through two snoozes on my cellphone alarm today. It was sooo nice, but there are only so many times that a girl can sleep through the chorus of her favourite song (Hedley's "For The Nights I Don't Remember")Funky dream last night. Barely remember it now, but there was a really nice basement sweet, I had cut my hair (just below my ears) and turned it orange-y blonde (not unlike the colour it

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-74701449940303259002008-02-25T07:12:00.002-07:002008-02-25T07:16:35.588-07:00

I love writing in my blog. I haven't done it in so long. I've been doing notes on my Facebook but they just aren't as accessible as my blog is. I may even transfer the good ones over this way, just to make it up for my beloved Logs, haha.Just going to put down a quote that has really rung true for a lot of people (or at least to all the people I have mentioned it too)It takes a lot of courage to

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-52439223051609947992008-02-14T14:52:00.004-07:002008-02-14T15:25:55.212-07:00

You were the first one to tell me who was I NOT to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous. You fulfill my hope slantingly, like a poet you are, or evaded it until I thought I would BURST, and then satisfied my want, surprisingly, so I have to gasp and cry out. (And I'm not just talking about those wanton fantasies.)Not opposites, but compliments, fitting together both oddly and perfectly.

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-41039070175481501632007-08-09T07:59:00.000-06:002007-08-09T08:03:55.419-06:00

July 20th, 2007 - Sometime before 11 AM So as I was waiting for the friendly, cute-in-a-geek way lab tech to prep the butterfly needle they frequently use in my bloodwork, I heard the faint tinny sound of music playing, like it was coming thru some cheap 20 dollar FM transmitter. I listened hard, trying to decipher what I was half-hearing and after a moment I recognized the entralling duet

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-11537016360357403842007-08-01T11:49:00.000-06:002007-08-01T12:59:18.100-06:00

Office of the RegistrarAurora College, Thebacha CampusBox 600Ft. Smith, NT X0E 0P0August 1, 2007 To Whom It May Concern: I am writing to you a letter showing my interest in enrolling for the college’s Nursing Access Program starting September 2007. Through thorough personal inquiry and research, I realize that Nursing and pursuing a Health Care calling in general will certainly be one of the

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-69978062933067292332007-08-01T11:12:00.001-06:002007-08-01T12:33:48.495-06:00

*Ed's Note*So yes, the title of this post speaks for itself, I never did get to send this Letter of Interest to my program and while I think I've really found something better, it makes me sad that it'll go to waste if I don't put it up somewhere for someone to read. So here y'all go, thanks for coming!*End Note*To Whom It May Concern:I am writing to you a letter showing my interest in enrolling

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-39780000904302747972007-07-13T00:04:00.000-06:002007-07-13T00:16:58.794-06:00

I'll take tonights blog post to welcome you to my Logs! "Her Royal Funkifulness" is a playful but serious title I was given during a previous period on this game I play called "Achaea" Anyway, my logs have gone through several versions, Blogger.com being the medium for the official second coming of my web diaries.And really, I use the word "diary" extremely loosely because diaries are meant to be

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-28510003264953872602007-07-10T23:43:00.000-06:002007-07-11T00:08:54.121-06:00

Well it's the end of Day 2 and I can safely say I'm...well, okay. I can talk about it now, and frankly that's all I feel like doing, and it sort of helps...Because if I stop talking, I start thinking, and when I'm in a situation where I have to be quiet and still (aka sleeping), the thinking doesn't help any. I've been tossing and turning as I fall asleep for, well, a couple days and it's no

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-50147447369659674582007-07-09T21:59:00.000-06:002007-07-09T22:28:53.641-06:00

So I was listed as simply "In a relationship." on Facebook earlier today.And just now, my Profile's mini-feed reads, " Vickie is no longer listed as in a relationship."Yeah, it's not so bad, but it was more unpleasant than I thought it would be.~Vickie

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-45496378042026597662007-07-08T20:50:00.000-06:002007-07-08T21:03:31.313-06:00

What just happened...It feels like I'm falling slowly backwards in a dream. Maybe this is a dream...but I know for a fact it's not.It's not like I won't be able to function without being in a relationship, I don't think I'm that way, and I hope I'm not. But...It's time to let go...That's the price for being a dreamer, sometimes the stars dazzle your eyes and it's all you see, it's all you want to

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-82757078069253217422007-07-02T23:37:00.000-06:002007-07-03T00:15:30.601-06:00

Love. Dreams. They say that dreams aren't dreams if they come true, so what if you dream about love? Maybe love has some supreme celestial pass-card, making it bypass something even as true as that.I've never really dreamt of the future before a little more than a year ago. There was this jet-lag induced dream of dancing with the new boy at school and there were a lot of imagined fantasies that I

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-63269289882765402052007-06-30T21:45:00.000-06:002007-07-01T22:58:47.530-06:00

Silver? Heh, hardly anyone sees beyond it's sheen and rarity. "The next best thing to gold and platinum" they say, but only because it's usually cheaper. I never quite understood why though, durability-wise, it's slightly more than gold, slightly less than platinum, and surprisingly more rare than both. Yet it is still seen as the poor rich man's platinum, the rich poor man's aluminium and, more

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-44612549486231267412007-05-26T21:40:00.000-06:002007-05-26T21:42:27.062-06:00

I. Must. See this movie.Music. The 60s. Anti-war. Doomed love. Music. Music. Music.Across The Universe. Due in September. This is the one to see, folks.~Vickie

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-86450511242672873232007-05-07T12:31:00.000-06:002007-05-07T12:33:14.422-06:00

Anchorman...300! Thanks Matthew, you crazy Aussie you.

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-46307243713084584222007-05-01T23:04:00.000-06:002007-05-01T23:08:03.802-06:00

With everything that has been going on with me, I have at least 2 real blog posts planned and/or started but not postable yet. But when I discovered this gem from one of my Youtube subscriptions, I needed to put it up here. Please enjoy and pass along what you think to the artist's profile page! Rating and comments can still matter if you really mean it!~La Seraphim Guitara, Vickie

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-59500837884221529512007-04-04T00:19:00.000-06:002007-04-04T01:11:09.815-06:00

So that's it, another day, another long-running TV series finished by Vickie. I just finished watching the final episode of WB's "Charmed" and I'm very, very quietly freaking out.And that's really, really hard.As series' endings go, it was perfect. It actually *ends*, a trait that isunfortunately more absent than it should be in today'sprime time shows. Anyway, I don't really feel the need to

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1118850293117704222007-03-30T20:09:00.000-06:002007-03-30T20:18:02.140-06:00

I'm so, so restless right now. I can't sit down on my couch and enjoy a friday night movie because I can sit still. First my legs can keep still then the feeling moves up to my stomach and I'm just sent wriggling. I nearly called Tawm to see if he wanted to do something but decided against it. The time we had together last was fun but where I was relationship-wise then compared to where I am now

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-51747308459788594592007-02-12T01:00:00.000-07:002007-02-09T13:12:29.208-07:00

I was doing another one of those fun surveys Liz always seems to add to her Facebook and one of the questions asked was actually more of a standard one: "What are you afraid of?" And I've usually put something random or silly whenever I answer this, but this time I wanted to put something meaningful. Here's what I put down:"5. What are you afraid of? That, at any given moment, I will have talked

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-21187125953959019972007-02-09T09:29:00.000-07:002007-06-11T21:05:29.489-06:00

It's been a while, but I think I really want to get back into doingthis [blogging] regularly ^^ Tammi and I have been talking and I reminisced "Man, we should go back to blogging, we were damn good at it" And we were, I say with as little boastful pride as possible =3 For a few months, I ran both of our original blog sites through a blog-trafficking site, and we got so many comments and even

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-90997533518024403052007-01-26T11:17:00.000-07:002007-01-26T11:25:31.941-07:00

Check it out! Yay, I heart Tifa, she's my hero, with her kick-ass-itude, particularly in FF7:Advent Children =3 Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?Final Fantasy 7

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-88181206468310209892007-01-26T08:51:00.000-07:002007-01-26T08:52:01.404-07:00

This isn't the interesting post I mentioned this morning, buuuut I just want to see if it worked =3

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-66750032435759496632007-01-26T03:40:00.000-07:002007-01-26T03:48:37.056-07:00

I have no idea why I'm awake at right now. I just had a dream about...something with Shop class and a weird ass survey they were making us do ("Name a dog that you knew hung around a woodshop or garage") So now I'm up listening to this guy and hoping I can grab a few more hours of sleep.Fairly interesting blog post coming up, should finish it by this afternoon! Ciao!~Vickie

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1165297548377393162006-12-04T22:38:00.000-07:002006-12-04T22:45:48.390-07:00

There's a song that's inside of my soulIt's the one that I've triedTo write over and over againI'm awake in the infinite cold.But you sing to me overAnd over and over again.So I lay my head back down.And I lift my hands and prayTo be only yours, I pray, to be only yoursI know now you're my only hopeSing to me the song of the starsOf your galaxy dancingAnd laughing and laughing again.When it feels

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1165215065488704742006-12-03T23:49:00.000-07:002006-12-03T23:51:05.500-07:00

I am So. In. Love. That is all. ~Vickie

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1164151971757633472006-11-21T15:56:00.000-07:002006-11-21T16:32:52.003-07:00

So it's done, finally. I've successfully withdrawn from my Linear Algebra for Scientists and Engineers class. The stress and frustration it gave me can no longer plague me, and I concentrate on my three remaining classes on the subjects I do best: Astronomy, Calculus, and Physics. In a way, Vickie was victorious today, and the victory was sweet.Bittersweet, more like. Or sombre sweet, to quote

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1164123749701971662006-11-21T08:06:00.000-07:002006-11-21T08:42:29.916-07:00

So I pretty much had the scare of my life this morning.My parents visited this weekend and I volunteered my bed for them, so I snoozed on the couch downstairs. They left for their flight this morning before 5 AM so I mumbled goodbye and drifted to sleep again, even though I had to get up only half an hour later. Obviously, I woke up late and rushed to get dressed and run to the bus stop to make

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1154984398749475732006-08-07T14:53:00.000-06:002006-09-16T11:47:14.196-06:00

Alright guys, since the new blog post I want to put up is still in the works, I thought I'd showoff one of my favourite postings of the original "Logs of Her Royal Funkifulness" blog (c/o Ebloggy.com) titled "It's ridiculous how happy this makes me ^_^" and was written Feb. 24/05 at about 5:15 in the morning.I re-read the final chapter in this book I have called "SuperWHAT?" by Jax Abbot and I

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1154923017470593072006-08-06T21:40:00.000-06:002006-08-07T09:30:13.856-06:00

I think it's time for another post consisting mostly of little points and blurbs, so I'll shut up and get to it:~The visiting priest at Church today was Filipino, which made the homily particularly enjoyable because A. He was Filipino, Pinoy Pride all the way ^.^, B. He had a wonderful excerpt called "The Parable of the Pencil" (which is coming up in a minute) and finally C. (which happens to be

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1153583130689785602006-07-22T09:43:00.000-06:002006-07-22T09:45:30.700-06:00

Hey guys! Today won't be a proper blog post unfortunately, but I want to give you guys one of my most beloved quotes. I'll be writing more when I have time! I miss you, Nathan!"It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionships and perservering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or

Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04446157190505500414noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853952.post-1152338713543631212006-07-07T23:53:00.000-06:002006-07-22T09:46:34.976-06:00

I cried. My eyes stung as the sea-breeze pushed back my tears.Who am I, where have I gone? Waves smashed angrily at the shore rocks I stood atop and I found myself wondering why were they so angry. Maybe they weren't even angry, that they have never known rage at all, ever. Maybe the waves crashed to shore because that's all they felt they could do. In the vast ocean they were never alone, but

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The beginning of the dream is pretty sketchy but I remember the last part, aaand damn, was it the interesting bit!All of us (including the bad guys) were crossing the street and I felt like this was the first part of the dream that we weren't trying to kill each other, we were JUST crossing the street. There was a crazy guitar power riff playing while we did it too, slowing us all down to the

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I know there's huge hype for this movie and an even huger hype for Superman fans for this movie NOT TO SUCK. But remember guys, we gotta trust Bryan Singer. To quote Tim from Ctrl+Alt+Del.com, In Singer we trust!Anyway, if you haven't seen the newest trailer for the movie, here it is (I think) This is the one where the bullet DEFLECTS OFF HIS EYEBALL. His eyeball. Just take a look see, it's

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I was just browsing on YouTube and found this acapella performance, thinking it was in Tagalog (That's how you say "Filipino" in Filipino!) But really, it's in HAWAIIAN! I realized this when I failed to recognize ANY of the words they were saying because I usually get a phrase or two at least. Anyway, Enjoy the vid; I really really like this clip alot~Vickie

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From the get-go I knew this was going to be one killer game. Sweden still heavy favourites after their last minute comeback 2-2 tie to England on Tuesday while Germany has the huge home field advantage.Goal #1 - Failure to control the rebound cost Sweden the first goal as up-'n-coming youngerster Podolski swept up the loose ball and hammered it into the net.Goal #2 - With just a whisper of a pass

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So I had a fun night last night. I was restless, I couldn't decide what to do with myself, play my guitar, play my piano, NHL '06, Achaea, etc...I mulled around at home for 5 hours before Karl gave me a call and we went for a drive. We almost got trapped in Armando's junkyard! We couldn't exactly backout the way we came and the only thing stopping us from making a clean getaway was a 20-foot long

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This post turned out to be one of those things that I drafted and just never published. I was going through a tough time and I really needed to tell my best friend something. I never did, and I sometimes wonder how things could've been.(June 22, 2006 - 11:12 PM - The night before the Physics Departmental)Do you want to know why I honestly don't think I'm going to fail anymore? Not because I think

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This is really really neat guys, you have to check it out!~Marvi

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Carolina. Good job guys. Dougie Weight I still think you're kinda cool, and Ward, darnit if people don't call you Patrick Roy incarnate. This is Carolina's first Stanley Cup, guys, and they really worked hard and deserved the win.Well Oilers, we were with you through the season, through the playoffs and through this final series, and we'll still be with you as you head home to pats on the back

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Okay I *JUST* woke up. I slept through my alarms and I should be at school meeting Liz and Tammi buuuut I have to blog this dream because the parts I remember were straight trippy.Michael J. Fox (Back to the Future, Family Ties) was in Austrailia on vacation when Tarzan (I don't know what actor, but OH MY GOD HOOOOOT!) finally tracks him down. Turns out that Tarzan wants the

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