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Misty - My parents were hippies
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| What up |
[Jan. 4th, 2006|07:41 pm] |
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| | Stupid football game noise. | ] |
So I'm back in Pensacola. Anyone and everyone should come visit me because I can stay out all weekend now.. Except when I have duty. Okay I'm peacing, just wanted to get that information out. Later loves. |
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| I'm back bitches..Soon |
[Dec. 12th, 2005|07:33 pm] |
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So i'm peacing back into Edgewaters life for 9-ish days. I'm so excited to see everyone and anyone. Especially Mike and gang. My life will be complete if/when i come home for xmas. This Navy thing is a bit stressful on my poor little heart. there's many hot marines here, yet they're still stupid. I'm peacing now to go hang out. See you then. |
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| I'm back.. |
[Nov. 25th, 2005|12:28 pm] |
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| | Oasis | ] |
In black/navy blue.
New cell 3141740 |
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| Please remember me. |
[Sep. 26th, 2005|11:29 am] |
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Today I take that leap of faith into the great unknown. I leave for the US Navy. Thank you to everyone who has supported me. I really don't know where I would be. I love and will miss my greatest friends of all time. I'll be back soon enough, so don't you worry. Wish me luck and think of me everyday! See ya later. |
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| "A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never out grows it."- Frank A. Clark |
[Sep. 16th, 2005|02:02 am] |
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| | The millions of thoughts running through my head | ] |
"There will always be the people you can't believe you were friends with,
the guys you can't believe you kissed, and the people you can't believe you ever lived without.."
As the days get closer for me to say goodbye to everything I'm used to, I understand how much I will miss everything. I feel I have, in a way, taken for granted everything I have. Friends, family, life in general. When the day comes I will leave good ol' Edgewater where my heart grew up and loved every second, even in the boringest of times, and cry. Most of the world sees me as a bitch, which I don't deny. The world will see on September 26 2005 my vounerable side. I have, for the most part, taught myself to hold feelings in or atleast not fully show them to many people. I guess as I write this LJ entry, everyone will be able to see the softer side of Sears..Or I mean me, Misty Mae Guenther. This is difficult and I thank those of you who have held my hand, gave me their best of wishes, & encouraged me to do what in my heart I know I can do. These people are the ones who force me to examine myself and bring out the best in me.
I know these journal entries have been mainly emo or whatev but at 2AM not being able to sleep because I'm worried about the future, is the result. If you don't like it, fuck you nig.
"The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was who said that. Probably Shakespeare or maybe Sting. But at the moment it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw, my inability to change. I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still. It feels safer somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected; who knows what other pain might be out there waiting for you. Chances are it could be even worse. So you maintain the status quo. Choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad, not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict. You're not killing anyone, except maybe yourself a little. When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they looked at us really close. Which, thank God, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you that change feels like a world of difference. And you hope this is it. This is the person you get to be forever, that you'll never have to change again."
- Ephram, Everwood |
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| You are my shining star. |
[Sep. 10th, 2005|03:21 am] |
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I love him. Everyday I realize that if I don't marry him, I will kill a nigger. |
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| This is not possible |
[Sep. 1st, 2005|09:44 pm] |
Apparently it is because tonight I leave for the Orlando airport to go see Josh in NY and I'm scared out of my mind. I don't know if it's because I know pretty soon I will be making that same drive to leave for 5 years of my life [atleast] or because it's the fact I'm going to NY, making 3 stops on the way there, and also seeing Josh. This month will be intense no matter what way you look at it. I'm not ready for any of it either. Growing up is so much more fun than being grown up. Please leave some love for me to come home to. Anyone and everyone. I don't think I've ever asked this but for some reason, I feel I need support/love/friends/crack. Eek. |
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| Going 3243534 miles per minute |
[Sep. 1st, 2005|01:42 am] |
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| |  thankful | ] |
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| | Stupid niggers in MS | ] |
I leave tomorrow night/Friday AM for New York to go see Joshua Roberts. I haven't talked to him since Sunday night. No I didn't piss him off nor are we fighting. He's been out in the "field" wiggin out for the Army. This is gonna be the time of my life whether it's destinys plan or not. I'm determined.
That's not the only thing on my mind, but I need to see if I can put my thoughts on a go-ped or something instead of..a really fast car. AKA my mind is going 3523434 miles per minute and I need a full 9 hours of sleep yet I'm being forced to wake up at 7AM for work. Eek. |
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