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Tell you something. I'm sick. Sick of people not categorising vets as medics. Fine, you make the medical advances and find a cure for cancer. Whoopeedoo. Without vets t control diseases that could lay dormant in animals but wreck absolute havoc in the human species, you'd be dead by now. So you can just go fuck yourself, throw yourself off a fifty storey building. See if I care.
Fyi for the ignorant fools out there. Vet school's just as competitive as med school. Has no one ever mentioned before that vet school's even harder t get in? We've got a smaller population gunning for that place in the university, true. Let's not forget that while you doctors have several hundred places t fight for, us vets have less than a hundred. The world has millions of different animal species. The human species is only one of them and you take care of them. Applaudable. I take care of everything else. Top that, you myopic bats. Don't you ever say t me that vets aren't real doctors. So we don't go running around cutting people open, big deal. We take care of everything else you human doctors can't.
A total slap in the face today, I had something said. Granted, I'm being touchy about it and the person probably doesn't even know the degree of insulted I am. I'm willing t bet my entire life that the person in question has absolutely no clue what he/she insinuated when that comment was said, ever so flippantly. Fuck you, dipshit.
Good for the world, though, that I know the internet isn't safe so you'll be spared from my rants and vulgarities. Especially since there are more than this aforementioned person who definitely believes vets are lowlier than doctors. There is one person who comes straight t mind when that's said. No doubt about it.
One day, you'll see the world without vets. I pray I will no longer be in this world when this happens. With animals dying left right center, breeding grounds for mutant strands, spreading diseases t animals and humans alike. What you gonna do then? Cut open the cow t see what's wrong with it? So sorry, a-hole. Cow's got four stomachs. Can you decide which one's causing the problem?
My bet's that you don't.
So get off your high horse and lose the i've-got-it-tougher-than-you attitude. I've had just about enough of this bullshit. If anyone ever says something as libelous as that t me ever again, I'm gonna t snap your fucking balls off.
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I need t learn t stay awake in school more. Instead of studying during my breaks, I go t my usual seat in my library (seriously, they should just put a sign on it that it belongs t me), put my head down and sleep.
It's not my fault I'm nocturnal. I don't ever recall asking t have better concentration during the wee hours of the morning. My body system is trying t screw with me and pmo. Totally.
Doesn't help that physics today was horrendous. It was like 2012 when the whole world was coming t an end. Apparently when you multiply something with units of ohms with something with units of Farads, you get a resultant units of seconds. Say what?! And don't even get me started on 'the exponential of e'. Please refrain from making such strange comments.
Thankfully, I haven't lost my marbles just yet. I'm still pretty sane. Pissed off t the core, but sane. Unfortunately I can't say the same for Harry. He's on my bed and on the mission of digging through the duvet t get t the centre of the Earth. Maybe he thinks there are bones in the centre of the Earth. If that's true, he's one clever dog.
I should buy toothpicks. Whenever I'm falling asleep in class, I'll use them t hold my eyes open. Now there's a foolproof plan if I've ever seen one.
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One month = 31 days = time left before I go back home for Christmas.
I can't wait and I hope you can't too. Ddj just wants t jump up and down like a lunatic and scream. One more month. I can do it! Toss that hair in the air, I've only got one more month t bear.
Let's count down together.
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Kill me now. School cannot get any worse than this. This is insanity. This is preposterous. Utter rubbish. Give me my A Level results and ship me off back home already, so I can enjoy about 10 months of well earned play time after being in education for 14 years. That's more than 80% of my whole life, being forced t do work I don't want t.
What's 10 months compared t that? Call it time t grow, time t find myself, I don't know, I don't care, something. As long as I get those 10 months, I'll be grateful for eternity.
Yeah right.
Sister, I think it's official. I've taken over as Queen of Wishful Thinking.
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I haven't been t the beach in a long time. Almost a year ago, actually. When I go back home, I want t go t the beach and sit on the shore, hearing the gentle slosh of the waves on the sand and watching the sun disappear beyond the horizon.
And pray a seagull doesn't defecate on me.
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I never really did like hide and seek. I mean, come on. If you play it in a house, where's there t hide? Toilet, living room, kitchen, garden, bedrooms. Once you've gone through all the cupboards and looked under the furniture and still can't find the person hiding, there's only the roof left. Or they're cheating. Somehow.
The dislike for it from my childhood has followed me to my adolescent years. My homework and note play hide and seek with me, whether it be broad daylight or the dead of night. It's not fun, I tell you.
More so than playing this game with inanimate objects, I dislike playing it with real live people even more. For more reasons than one.
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Anya makes Barney colours look hot & gorgeous.
When we're young, we're all hyped up about the outside. Who doesn't want t be young & beautiful/handsome? When we start t lose it, we try t hold on with all our might. Here come the creams and the face lifts and the health programs. When it's gone, we think back about those younger days. The days where we thought were going t last forever.
I was watching Grey's Anatomy a few days ago. In this particular episode, there was this old couple. The lady was diagnosed of cancer with only 4-6 months left t live. The husband was informed first, and he said, "I don't want Esme t know. Esme. I don't want her t know she's dying. Please. You saw it. She's happy. Let me take her home. I don't want her t be afraid before she dies. She doesn't deserve it."
Later, when the husband wasn't around, the wife was informed. She said, "We're supopsed t go t Venice at the end of the month. Dyou know the story? They say if you ride a gondola under the Bridge of Sighs, you're together for eternity. You didn't tell Jed, did you? He's always been so worried that I'd go first. It's not a lie yknow. It's our future. I've been with the love of my life for 60 years and now I'm dying. We're going t Venice. We're getting in that gondola."
Wonder how many of us will get t that stage of our lives.
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Tell you something. I'm sick. Sick of people not categorising vets as medics. Fine, you make the medical advances and find a cure for cancer. Whoopeedoo. Without vets t control diseases that could lay dormant in animals but wreck absolute havoc in the human species, you'd be dead by now. So you can just go fuck yourself, throw yourself off a fifty storey building. See if I care.
Fyi for the ignorant fools out there. Vet school's just as competitive as med school. Has no one ever mentioned before that vet school's even harder t get in? We've got a smaller population gunning for that place in the university, true. Let's not forget that while you doctors have several hundred places t fight for, us vets have less than a hundred. The world has millions of different animal species. The human species is only one of them and you take care of them. Applaudable. I take care of everything else. Top that, you myopic bats. Don't you ever say t me that vets aren't real doctors. So we don't go running around cutting people open, big deal. We take care of everything else you human doctors can't.
A total slap in the face today, I had something said. Granted, I'm being touchy about it and the person probably doesn't even know the degree of insulted I am. I'm willing t bet my entire life that the person in question has absolutely no clue what he/she insinuated when that comment was said, ever so flippantly. Fuck you, dipshit.
Good for the world, though, that I know the internet isn't safe so you'll be spared from my rants and vulgarities. Especially since there are more than this aforementioned person who definitely believes vets are lowlier than doctors. There is one person who comes straight t mind when that's said. No doubt about it.
One day, you'll see the world without vets. I pray I will no longer be in this world when this happens. With animals dying left right center, breeding grounds for mutant strands, spreading diseases t animals and humans alike. What you gonna do then? Cut open the cow t see what's wrong with it? So sorry, a-hole. Cow's got four stomachs. Can you decide which one's causing the problem?
My bet's that you don't.
So get off your high horse and lose the i've-got-it-tougher-than-you attitude. I've had just about enough of this bullshit. If anyone ever says something as libelous as that t me ever again, I'm gonna t snap your fucking balls off.
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I need t learn t stay awake in school more. Instead of studying during my breaks, I go t my usual seat in my library (seriously, they should just put a sign on it that it belongs t me), put my head down and sleep.
It's not my fault I'm nocturnal. I don't ever recall asking t have better concentration during the wee hours of the morning. My body system is trying t screw with me and pmo. Totally.
Doesn't help that physics today was horrendous. It was like 2012 when the whole world was coming t an end. Apparently when you multiply something with units of ohms with something with units of Farads, you get a resultant units of seconds. Say what?! And don't even get me started on 'the exponential of e'. Please refrain from making such strange comments.
Thankfully, I haven't lost my marbles just yet. I'm still pretty sane. Pissed off t the core, but sane. Unfortunately I can't say the same for Harry. He's on my bed and on the mission of digging through the duvet t get t the centre of the Earth. Maybe he thinks there are bones in the centre of the Earth. If that's true, he's one clever dog.
I should buy toothpicks. Whenever I'm falling asleep in class, I'll use them t hold my eyes open. Now there's a foolproof plan if I've ever seen one.
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One month = 31 days = time left before I go back home for Christmas.
I can't wait and I hope you can't too. Ddj just wants t jump up and down like a lunatic and scream. One more month. I can do it! Toss that hair in the air, I've only got one more month t bear.
Let's count down together.
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Kill me now. School cannot get any worse than this. This is insanity. This is preposterous. Utter rubbish. Give me my A Level results and ship me off back home already, so I can enjoy about 10 months of well earned play time after being in education for 14 years. That's more than 80% of my whole life, being forced t do work I don't want t.
What's 10 months compared t that? Call it time t grow, time t find myself, I don't know, I don't care, something. As long as I get those 10 months, I'll be grateful for eternity.
Yeah right.
Sister, I think it's official. I've taken over as Queen of Wishful Thinking.
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I haven't been t the beach in a long time. Almost a year ago, actually. When I go back home, I want t go t the beach and sit on the shore, hearing the gentle slosh of the waves on the sand and watching the sun disappear beyond the horizon.
And pray a seagull doesn't defecate on me.
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I never really did like hide and seek. I mean, come on. If you play it in a house, where's there t hide? Toilet, living room, kitchen, garden, bedrooms. Once you've gone through all the cupboards and looked under the furniture and still can't find the person hiding, there's only the roof left. Or they're cheating. Somehow.
The dislike for it from my childhood has followed me to my adolescent years. My homework and note play hide and seek with me, whether it be broad daylight or the dead of night. It's not fun, I tell you.
More so than playing this game with inanimate objects, I dislike playing it with real live people even more. For more reasons than one.
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Anya makes Barney colours look hot & gorgeous.
When we're young, we're all hyped up about the outside. Who doesn't want t be young & beautiful/handsome? When we start t lose it, we try t hold on with all our might. Here come the creams and the face lifts and the health programs. When it's gone, we think back about those younger days. The days where we thought were going t last forever.
I was watching Grey's Anatomy a few days ago. In this particular episode, there was this old couple. The lady was diagnosed of cancer with only 4-6 months left t live. The husband was informed first, and he said, "I don't want Esme t know. Esme. I don't want her t know she's dying. Please. You saw it. She's happy. Let me take her home. I don't want her t be afraid before she dies. She doesn't deserve it."
Later, when the husband wasn't around, the wife was informed. She said, "We're supopsed t go t Venice at the end of the month. Dyou know the story? They say if you ride a gondola under the Bridge of Sighs, you're together for eternity. You didn't tell Jed, did you? He's always been so worried that I'd go first. It's not a lie yknow. It's our future. I've been with the love of my life for 60 years and now I'm dying. We're going t Venice. We're getting in that gondola."
Wonder how many of us will get t that stage of our lives.
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Let's do it a little differently this time.
I'm DDJ, age seventeen & a proud part of the NOISE. For those of you who don't know, that's my
secfour class, 4SE♥, the best class ever in the history of scgs and probably the best 10 years of my life. Unfortunately,
I'm now stuck in the UK & will be there for the next six years. Hopefully uni will be better. An ex netball player, I decided
music was my calling (yeah right, I needed the cca points) so i dumped netball t be a bandit, percussionist, t be exact.
Guess what. Best cca decision EVER. Other than the damned cca points, I got a bunch of super cool & super retarded friends.
If you think I screwed over sports entirely, you're wrong. I'm a horse rider and proud of it. Here's a hint. If you ever need a
favour, use chocolate. My emersion into being an otaku can be credited t four
other members of the NOISE. Thus began the journey to becoming a anime/manga lover, with Bleach,
Naruto, FMA, Fruits Basket, Ouran, Eyeshield 21,
One Piece etc etc. And it didn't stop there. On came the J-Dramas. Hana Kimi, Atashinchi no Danshi,
Hana Yori Dango, the works. Of course, my first love was american reality/drams, starting with Survivor. On one last note,
I love you peeps, but my bitch takes the prize.
xoxo, dadajie
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aerians
life and times of tammie
missed me
rbtw
american idol
animeseason
akinator
desperate housewives
gendou
isohunt
listentoyoutube
watch-series
australia
avatar
batman: the dark knight
bedtime stories
bleach movie 3: fade to black
bride wars
changeling
cloudy with a chance of meatballs
college
death race
death note
death note: the last name
death note: L change the world
district 9
doubt
drag me to hell
dragonball evolution
fame
fighting
gamer
g.i joe: rise of the cobra
g force
he's just not that into you
high school musical 3: senior year
hotel for dogs
ice age 3: dawn of the dinosaurs
imagine that
indiana jones & the crystal skull
inkheart
ironman
kungfu panda
lovewrecked
madagascar 2
made of honour
marley & me
memoirs of a geisha
my sister's keeper
naruto shippuuden movie: bonds
new moon
prince caspian
role models
slumdog millionaire
surrogates
sweeney todd
the boy in the striped pyjamas
the curious case of benjamin button
the duchess
the hangover
the princess and the frog
the proposal
the time traveler's wife
the ugly truth
transformers II: rise of the fallen
twilight
up
valkyrie
what happens in vegas
wild child
x-men origins: wolverine
year one
17 again
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brenda
dadajie
blow
liquid nitrogen
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2 Nov Back to school
4 Nov BMAT
7 Nov Reg's Birthday
7 Noc Fireworks/Funfair
10 Nov Dad's Birthday
13 Nov O Sushi Dinner
16 Nov Mock Interview
19 Nov One month more
30 Nov Schnauzy's Birthday
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