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I am Vhinnie, 19 years old.
I am a girl gamer. (no shit)
I will probably look at you funny when you tell a lame joke,
then say something completely sarcastic in response.
Most of the time, nobody can read me. You may think that I'm a bitch,
but (hold on to your seats)
I'M NOT. :)
Love me, hate me, who the hell cares :D
This is me and i love the way I am.
Thanks for visiting my blog.
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If you hate me just kick your ass outta here!
? vhinnie
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 Tuesday, June 9, 2009  @ 8:23 PM I am at a loss. The things that I've learned tonight inspire contrasting emotions--I am both happy and sad. I don't know what to think anymore! I know that if I keep at it, at one point my brain will snap, crackle, and pop, just like that delightful candy that I used to buy everyday when I was a little girl. I feel so useless, I know I never been or should I say I can NEVER be a PERFECT one for you. But, how hard is it for you to appreciate small things from me? I'm really fucked-up tonight, I had a flu plus something that I learned a while ago.
After hearing all those rumors she was spreading about me, I confronted my loser ex-bestfriend about this certain bit of information that I got from her friends, just a few hours ago. As usual, the scumbag denied it--it's what she does best! When you confront her about something, she just denies it and then makes up some weak, pathetic story to spin everything in her favor, and if you do catch her in a lie, instead of owning up to her actions and finally admitting the truth, she just lies some more. She won't even apologize for being mean and hurtful and insensitive and evil, 'coz if she does then she'll have to admit that she did do something horrible to you. When she can no longer lie about it, she just ignores you and stops talking to you so that she won't have to tire out her pathetic little brain anymore by making up lame excuses.
What a coward, right? Never has the courage to tell the truth and admit that she did do something wrong. Her idiot brain can never permit her to understand the basic principles of being a decent human being, hence the need to lie, as if people are stupid enough to believe them. She can never confront you--she'll just run away and never face you again, like the wimpering little coward that she is. She could never even defend me whenever someone was messing with me--I always had to fight my own battles--and I even had to encourage her to fight back whenever someone would do wrong to her.
I never divulged any of your secrets, especially those about your FAMILY (you know what I'm talking about here) and yet here you are with your BIG ASS MOUTH, destroying MY reputation. I actually started being nice to you now 'coz, as you probably know pretty well, I can forgive people easily. And this is what I find out. HOW NICE!
Yeah. Now you know exactly what I think about you, BEA. You are such a little coward. You spread gossip so much. Now you THINK about that, and maybe some day you'll wake up and realize that your life is fucked, that all your friends are strained due to all the lies you've been telling and all the secrets you've been keeping, and that you're bound to crash and burn sooner or later. I'm not even afraid to say more bad things about you, 'coz I know you're NEVER gonna react to this. You're just gonna shrug it off, saying that you won't react 'coz you're better than that.
But the truth is, you're just scared. You are afraid of confrontation, and you know it. You are so cowardly, it makes me pity you. What a sad, sorry existence. LOSER!
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Monday, June 8, 2009 @ 10:07 AM
I want someone who can make me happy. As in really happy, like I'm-an-innocent-child-once-more-and-I-don't-care-about-anything kind of happy. Someone who can make me forget everything else, who can make me float even when I'm wallowing in my own self-induced hell.
I want someone who tells me I'm beautiful and gorgeous and to-die-for even when my hair's greasy and my face looks like a pizza slice. I want someone who makes me feel confident about myself, who tells me how twisted I am to be thinking of myself as a talentless dumbfuck.
I want someone who won't bring me down--someone who won't tell me that I can't dance or that I'm fat. Someone who won't dismiss me when I say random things (which is something I do a lot of the time) or tell stupid jokes. I want someone who listens to what I say and at least tries to participate in the conversation.
I want someone who cares about me, someone who would actually take the time to try and make me feel better when I'm depressed because my parents seem to be ignoring me all of a sudden when just hours ago everything was fine.
I want someone who takes me out once in a while and makes me feel special.
I want someone who talks to me and enjoys it.
I want someone who'll like me not because of how I look.
I want someone who can appreciate the tiny little gestures that I make.
I want someone who wants to make me happy.
Sometimes, though...
...you can't always get what you want.
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Sunday, June 7, 2009 @ 9:53 AM
OK after not blogging for a long time, I still don't have so much to share. My computer is already working. Lemme start with greeting my boyfriend, HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY! On to other things, yesterday, I was already expecting that our class will start tomorrow, but I received a text from one of my classmates telling me that it was moved. I don't know if I'll be happy for that or not because I'm dead bored inside our house. I actually don't have plans yet. I feel so lazy. I really missed blogging, and also playing my favorite OL game. I am finally back in the mood for it. I really missed blogging, but I don't have so much to share. I'll be back later. ♥
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You can call me vhinnie or ine.
m0lecule is my most frequently used IGN.
I'm irreplaceable,I'm stuffy but liberate, fickle but faithful, loves to laugh, loves to cuddle, rarely shout but I'm violent when coerced. My life is always dull. I value ones inner personality than their cover, I can be cocky at times but you can expect me to apologize. Frankly I'm not a devil. I'm an angel in disguise. I see myself just like any normal and ordinary people around me. I'm a dreamer and I want to share my aspirations with people who's dreams is as big as mine. Dreamer as I claim to be, but undoubtedly find satisfaction in simple things. To reveal my dark side, I can be a total bitch to people who piss me off. But then I have a soft spot that resides within me, I may be brutally frank at times, but it's just my way of getting people back in reality. Amidst all of these, I am still human and I am sweet, loving and caring in my own way.
i am willing to compromise to make things work
high pain tolerance
some may find me a pathetic one
i can be a total loner even though, im an extrovert type of person
i love my bessy's, mare and pare
music keeps me (in) sane
i'm sorry, i think i'm paranoid
i think a lot, i doodle a lot
writing down how I feel somehow makes me feel in control
i'm friendly
i'm a coffee lover
someone you can be easily close with
person who always strike a conversation
being malditah is natural to me
loves numbers 2, 7, 15, 16 and 27
a PURPLE, pink and apple green addict
has penchant for butterflies and stars
abhors plastics, perverts, backstabbers
addicted to OL games
i am called "baby d" or "bebe dee" by my officemates
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009 @ 8:23 PM I am at a loss. The things that I've learned tonight inspire contrasting emotions--I am both happy and sad. I don't know what to think anymore! I know that if I keep at it, at one point my brain will snap, crackle, and pop, just like that delightful candy that I used to buy everyday when I was a little girl. I feel so useless, I know I never been or should I say I can NEVER be a PERFECT one for you. But, how hard is it for you to appreciate small things from me? I'm really fucked-up tonight, I had a flu plus something that I learned a while ago.
After hearing all those rumors she was spreading about me, I confronted my loser ex-bestfriend about this certain bit of information that I got from her friends, just a few hours ago. As usual, the scumbag denied it--it's what she does best! When you confront her about something, she just denies it and then makes up some weak, pathetic story to spin everything in her favor, and if you do catch her in a lie, instead of owning up to her actions and finally admitting the truth, she just lies some more. She won't even apologize for being mean and hurtful and insensitive and evil, 'coz if she does then she'll have to admit that she did do something horrible to you. When she can no longer lie about it, she just ignores you and stops talking to you so that she won't have to tire out her pathetic little brain anymore by making up lame excuses.
What a coward, right? Never has the courage to tell the truth and admit that she did do something wrong. Her idiot brain can never permit her to understand the basic principles of being a decent human being, hence the need to lie, as if people are stupid enough to believe them. She can never confront you--she'll just run away and never face you again, like the wimpering little coward that she is. She could never even defend me whenever someone was messing with me--I always had to fight my own battles--and I even had to encourage her to fight back whenever someone would do wrong to her.
I never divulged any of your secrets, especially those about your FAMILY (you know what I'm talking about here) and yet here you are with your BIG ASS MOUTH, destroying MY reputation. I actually started being nice to you now 'coz, as you probably know pretty well, I can forgive people easily. And this is what I find out. HOW NICE!
Yeah. Now you know exactly what I think about you, BEA. You are such a little coward. You spread gossip so much. Now you THINK about that, and maybe some day you'll wake up and realize that your life is fucked, that all your friends are strained due to all the lies you've been telling and all the secrets you've been keeping, and that you're bound to crash and burn sooner or later. I'm not even afraid to say more bad things about you, 'coz I know you're NEVER gonna react to this. You're just gonna shrug it off, saying that you won't react 'coz you're better than that.
But the truth is, you're just scared. You are afraid of confrontation, and you know it. You are so cowardly, it makes me pity you. What a sad, sorry existence. LOSER!
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Monday, June 8, 2009 @ 10:07 AM I want someone who can make me happy. As in really happy, like I'm-an-innocent-child-once-more-and-I-don't-care-about-anything kind of happy. Someone who can make me forget everything else, who can make me float even when I'm wallowing in my own self-induced hell.
I want someone who tells me I'm beautiful and gorgeous and to-die-for even when my hair's greasy and my face looks like a pizza slice. I want someone who makes me feel confident about myself, who tells me how twisted I am to be thinking of myself as a talentless dumbfuck.
I want someone who won't bring me down--someone who won't tell me that I can't dance or that I'm fat. Someone who won't dismiss me when I say random things (which is something I do a lot of the time) or tell stupid jokes. I want someone who listens to what I say and at least tries to participate in the conversation.
I want someone who cares about me, someone who would actually take the time to try and make me feel better when I'm depressed because my parents seem to be ignoring me all of a sudden when just hours ago everything was fine.
I want someone who takes me out once in a while and makes me feel special.
I want someone who talks to me and enjoys it.
I want someone who'll like me not because of how I look.
I want someone who can appreciate the tiny little gestures that I make.
I want someone who wants to make me happy.
Sometimes, though...
...you can't always get what you want.
©copyrighted by www.miss-periwinkle.com
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Sunday, June 7, 2009 @ 9:53 AM OK after not blogging for a long time, I still don't have so much to share. My computer is already working. Lemme start with greeting my boyfriend, HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY! On to other things, yesterday, I was already expecting that our class will start tomorrow, but I received a text from one of my classmates telling me that it was moved. I don't know if I'll be happy for that or not because I'm dead bored inside our house. I actually don't have plans yet. I feel so lazy. I really missed blogging, and also playing my favorite OL game. I am finally back in the mood for it. I really missed blogging, but I don't have so much to share. I'll be back later. ♥
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