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[03 Feb 2009|04:33pm]
[ mood | stressed ]

So it's been 12 weeks, according to LiveJournal since I last logged in. I guess that much is true. I'm not one for updating everyone on my personal life via blogging. Once in a while doesn't hurt anyone, right?

So Greg&I are having a baby. Yes. It's true.
So Greg&I are getting married. Yes. That's true as well.

I'm due September 21st. We're getting married on Valentine's Day. I know, romantic right?

Yup. Life, honestly, could not be better. With all the hassle and chaos that has started, I know it's going to be worth it in the end.


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[07 Nov 2008|04:43pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

Ok. Here's the deal:
Momma and Sarah have been harassing me ever since they found out I voted democrat. Momma told me I didn't know anything about either party, and I shouldn't vote. Sarah completely agreed, and thinks she knows everything about McCain. I'm, honestly, fed up with their bullshit.

Greg cut his hair off....like way short...Momma had the nerve to tell him he looked like a 12 year old. We were cuddling in my room watching PotC2. I was under a blanket...no Greg, just me. He had his left arm wrapped around my shoulder. Dad walked by, and didn't say anything. Momma walked by, and said, "I need to talk to you." I get up, and follow her into the kitchen. She says "That's totally inappropriate." ....we were cuddling, not having hxc sex.

I went to lunch with Mario today, and I was telling him what had been going on. He says he's sick of seeing me as a human pinata for them. I told him I'm considering moving out, and in with Greg. His parents seem ok with it, but I'm going to give them more time to think about it for sure. Greg's all about it lol. Mario said its my best option.

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[02 Oct 2008|10:20am]
[ mood | happy ]

SO I've come to a conclusion, a very serious one:

If Greg got on one knee tomorrow, and asked me to marry him, I wouldn't hesitate in saying yes.

Life is perfect.

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[31 Aug 2008|03:38pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]


Life's grand.
I have a boy.
I start school on Wednesday.
I rearranged my bedroom.
I wear a 9/10 in Aeropostle jeans.
I have accepted my addiction to McDonald's Sweet Tea.

Yet, something feels off and I'm not entirely sure what it is...

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[26 Aug 2008|02:34am]
[ mood | depressed ]

Life sucks. I think someone's out to get me, and I have no idea why. Thanks.

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[12 Jul 2008|08:24pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

take a fat one and suck it, you asswhipe.
have someone walk all over YOU,
then come tell me how much you like it.

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[06 Jul 2008|02:04pm]
[ mood | betrayed ]

I got a one-way ticket on a hell-bound train
With nothing to lose and nothing to gain
Nobody ever taught me how to live
I’m feeling like I’m lost like I’ll never be found
I’m twisted and I’m turned around
Nobody ever taught me how to love
I’m hurting everybody I’m hurting myself
I’m desperate

So what do you do
When it all comes down on you
Do you run and hide
Or face the truth
So what do you do
When it all comes down on you
Do you run and hide
Or face the truth

If you were to tell me that I’d die today
This is what I’d have to say
I never really had the time to live
And if you were to give me just another chance
Another life another dance
All I really want to do is love
I’m hurting everybody
I’m hurting myself
I’m desperate

So what do you do?
When it all comes down on you
Do you run and hide
Or face the truth

When all is said and done you could be the one
With open arms and open eyes
You’re dropping off the edge and hoping you can fly
Except you fade for what it is
Into the great unknown

So what do you do
When it all comes down on you
Do you run and hide
Or face the truth
When it’s all turned around on you
Do you run and hide
Or face the truth
So what do you do, So what do you do, So what do you do
Do you run and hide
Or face the truth?

I got a one-way ticket on a hell-bound train
With nothing to lose and nothing to gain

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[28 Jun 2008|01:48am]
[ mood | giggly ]

Well, this is going to be different than I intended. I was going to state how life's been, but the typical "LiveJournal Writer's Block" caught my eye. It said "What makes a hero?" So, here I go:

Hi. My name's Leslie Cary. I have three main heroes.

1. Paul M. Kozlowski: Paul is a proud member of the USMC. He has served in Iraq, and will be returning in January of 2009. Anyone who can save they've served in a war is amazing; however, Paul has the biggest heart. I can't wait for him to come home in Christmas. The End. <3

2. & 3. My parents: Yes, we've been through thick and thin. Yes, they've threatened to kick me out. I love them both to pieces. They've raised me to be an intelligent young woman, and I wouldn't trade them for the world. Both Momma and Daddy try to give Sibling and I everything we need, not so much want.

Life's grand. The End. :]

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[16 Jun 2008|03:34pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

People never cease to be complete assholes.

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[09 Jun 2008|11:10pm]
[ mood | creative ]

The World of the Unknown


The morning sun has not begun to rise.

He stretches as he awakes,

Bright colours caress the distant horizon.


Fairies of the Unknown left gifts among the forest.

Morning dew from the Fairies shimmers in the Sun’s rays,

Each droplet clings to its individual piece of nature.


Weeds overpopulate beauty.

Forest flowers are strangled by deadly vines,

Each wild plant hopes to surpass Mother Nature’s eye of loveliness.


A figure glides through the forest.

Footsteps echo off the old trees,

Her bare feet are kissed by the soil.


A narrow path is revealed by golden rays.

The dirt trail winds through the trees,

It appears to be never ending.


Left foot followed by the right.

One foot in front of the other,

Each step is quietly placed as she continues her journey.


Her olive green cape whips silently behind her.

Dark curls cascade down from under her hood,

Casting a shadow over her fair skin.


She wanders deeper into the forest.

Coming upon a wall of chaotic vines,

The forest visitor halts.


Slowly and steadily, she raises her left hand.

Placing long, delicate fingers on the wild plants,

An entrance opens.


She glances back briefly.

Seeing no one,

She enters the World of the Unknown.

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[08 Jun 2008|05:56pm]
[ mood | sick ]

Four reasons why today's crappy:

1. I'm on crutches due to dropping a tray of dough on my toe.

    a. I feel like a fool because I can't walk.

2. I probably have strep throat.

   a. I can't talk right.

   b. I can't breathe.

   c. I can't eat solid foods.

3. I left my windows down, so my car interior JUST go washed.

4. My phone's dropping texts up the wazoo.

   a. I'm not ignoring you, I'm just not getting your texts.

Someone cheer me up.


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[03 Jun 2008|02:44am]
[ mood | pissed off ]

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[02 Jun 2008|01:16am]
[ mood | cheerful ]

I like sliding my phone open
to reveal a half naked
Standing on a beach
in Hawai'i.


4 hearts | love me

[26 May 2008|10:20pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

let me keep him? please?

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[11 May 2008|07:03pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

I'm sick of hiding from reality. sure, it's not pretty. i don't want to have anything to do with it.
I'm sick of shunning the truth behind my life. sure, it's not pretty. i don't want to keep living a lie.
I'm sick of wondering what happened. sure, it's not pretty. i don't want to keep convincing myself i caused all of this.
I'm sick of kissing ass to my bosses, to my parents, to my sister, and to my friends.
sure, it's not pretty. but my job shouldn't have to ride on the line of every moment of every day. the roof over my head shouldn't vanish if i stand up for myself, or, heaven forbid, i defend myself. my relationships shouldn't curtail because i finally open up.
I'm sick of standing alone.
sure, it's not pretty. i don't want to have to be the lone ranger for the rest of my life, either.

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[30 Apr 2008|02:25am]
[ mood | pissed off ]

 I hate males.
The End.

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[28 Apr 2008|06:45pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

a gun to my temple
pulling the trigger
brain matter against the wall
wow that sounds lovely.

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[28 Apr 2008|03:57pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

fuck life.

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[26 Apr 2008|01:13pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

two post in one day. something must be wrong...

i'm homesick. i miss jase. i miss my own bed. i miss my bathroom. i miss my mom's cooking. i miss doing fucking laundry. i miss working! jesus. jase "denied" our relationship on facebook. why? i have no fucking idea. it just was kinda a blow to my ego. i called him last night before i went to bed, and he didn't pick up, nor did he call me back. i left a message, and crashed. i texted him this morning: no response. i called him this morning, and he didnt' pick up. i'm just so confused. i don't understand what he wants. like. he told me that if he didn't want me, he wouldn't do some of the shit he does (hand holding, kissing, etc). i'm just like....ok. i know it's facebook, but come on. and he's really close with his ex, and i think she's a threat. he tells me she's not, but she's still hxc into him. sdpafjiposdj someone make it all better.

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[26 Apr 2008|11:31am]
[ mood | uncomfortable ]

lkjfds fuck this.

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