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| Goodbye,
dear xanga...
for i must depart.
not forever, maybe only a short while.
but i'm off to bigger and better things now, and i just can't see us together in my plan.
you just don't fit. we're too different.
but i will return.
i will return to you.
my dear, dear, xanga. |
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| Yesterday was cold. The air would pierce your lungs with each inhale, freezing your face and numbing your hands. The ice all over the side walk was simply calling my name to take a slide on it and fall in the muck. I refrained... Walking into school that morning, with the wind in my face, and exhaust from the buses i could see and smell in the air, it finally occured to me that it is no longer Fall. I'm not slow, I knew it was Winter, I was just in denial. Iut with the snow all over the ground and the steam from my breath, I couldn't deny it anymore. 7 days until Christmas, 14 until 2006. It feels like school has just started, when it's really almost half over. I'm that much closer to graduating. to moving away from home, and creating a home of my own... and i am absolutely terrified. I know, I still have a year and a half, but when i look back at the past 3 years, they've gone by so fast, and become such a blur, that I can't help but think that this year will fly by faster than ever. The seasons' changing simply shows me that time is still in motion, and I will soon be too. Sometimes I find myself wishing I was back in time. Back when the sun shone warm on my skin, and the water from the ocean lapped at my feet. However, you can't go back in time. There is no turning back. Wishing for things to stay the same will keep me from experiencing other equally wonderful things. So rather than crying for Fall and Summer, I should look forward to Spring. No matter where life takes me, God will be with me, and I know anything will be amazing if I follow His leading. Whatever college I attend, whoever I meet, wherever I go, I'll be fine. It's better to just take each day one at a time, anyway. God will take care of the details.
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| I always feel like i was born in the wrong era.
i would love to be a roaring 20's type of gal.
--------redefining the role of women in society
--the joys of being a flapper,
(or one of those goldfish swallowing college students.)
--economy is booming
-- the jazz era
(need i say more?)
seriously, it would be awesome.
the only downside would be the depression in the 30's.
but by then, i would have married a rich man who sings at the juke joints and we would survive with money to spare into the 40's.
yeah.
I have it all figured out...
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| this woman was absolutely amazing.
1,000 points to anyone who knows who this is.
born 1917, Newport News VA. on her own after her parents' death when she was only 15. sent in and then out of reform school when she acted up because of her parents being gone. made herself a career, working with the greats like Duke Ellington, Count Basie, and Frank Sinatra.
she is one person i wish i could have met before she died. because, like i said, she's absolutely amazing. |
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