It's morning about 15 minutes till I need to go to work. I felt the need to put some stuff up here. I just got moved into a 2 room apartment. Settling in nice and well. Lots of room. Far from the annoyance of all the people on base and not dealing with someone getting overly drunk every day I find myself thinking more and more of you each day. I miss you and those feeling are still there. You're still in my friends list (most of them anyways), still in my phone, still in my head, and I still feel you in the beating of my heart. Same old thoughts.

I'd still like to be friends, if you do to say something.

- nemo

Life's been hectic but I'm still alive. Been busy so those promised submissions have been on hold. I promise that there is stuff on the way. I started writing again after a couple of years. It's a slow process and I don't like what I have now so I'm not only trying to finish it but rewrite the parts that I've already done. Practically zero progress there. Been doing band stuff as well. I got drafted as a drummer in a band.

I'm moving as well and trying to find time to study along with a place to live.

Till I get some time to myself to think you all are suck with my previous submissions. Sorry.

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So I was looking for a file in my backup drive and stumbled upon this. Keep in mind a few years has passed so some things that people say aren't so accurate any more.

Enjoy

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Stefanie (ex-girlfriend)

What do think about bobby? Well, for those of you who do not know him, he’s nothing like he seems. I met bobby the beginning of my junior year. I remember it was in Ms. Dennett’s math class. He was seated by me, cause I was the quiet kid, and Ms. Dennett had told me, that maybe he wouldn’t get into trouble around me. Well honestly, I wasn’t happy about it. From hearing all the rumors about him, I thought he was one of those gothic weirdo’s. (No offense to those people) well, I admit that I was WAY wrong. I’ve never met someone so sure of his feelings. I don’t know how to describe him in words really. Only that he IS the kind of person you can go to for help, and will do what he can to help you. (Well, depending on who you are). I can also say that I’ve never met someone so passionate for animals. I can tell you that bobby’s favorite color is pink, or pink and black! He doesn’t care for TV. He loves to ask, “Why not?” If he had to pick a sport to play or watch id say he’d pick Soccer! He loves his cat lucky or boomerang kitty. Bobby also has a monkey, who one day I hope to meet. Bobby is smart, though he doesn’t apply himself. He’s the world’s best procrastinator!! Trust me, he’s real good at it. J Bobby has beautiful brown eyes, I sometimes get lost in them when he speaks to me. He’s very mysterious in a lot of ways. Like sometimes, you don’t know what he’s thinking, and at the same time, I know when something wrong with him. Not only does he stair at his feet when he walks, but he looks like he wants to cry. However, you can usually only get 10 phrases out of him on a bad day; “So? That’s nice. Mkay. If you say so. Whatever. I guess. Then don’t.” Usually, it drives me crazy. However, I know he’ll bounce back in a day or two. Bobby doesn’t own one pair of shoes, though he really only wares the same black pair, with pink shoe laces, that are also, I believe the left one, is stained from some chocolate syrup he tried dumping on me around spirit week. J Witch I walked away clean! Hmm, lets see, he also has a tattoo witch he got like, a day or two after I got mine. It’s on his lower neck, black, Japanese word for I think love? I’m sure its love. Anyway, he not ticklish sucks on our part. Bobby has a little sister, Jacque, who he loves and cares for very much. Bobby likes to surf. However, he is very good at writing poems. He’s also a spelling and grammar freak! I could go on forever telling you about bobby, but that would take the fun out of learning him for yourself. And trust me, it can be fun!! I guess all there is to say now is that I love you bobby!!! My bad, Nemo!! (My nickname for him) You’re one of my bests and closes friends!! :* <3

Love always
Stefanie Rice

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Rei-Rei

About the Bobby
To explain bobby jeeze i don't think you can explain him. He pretty much dances to his own beat. He is so random and has spontanous thoughts you just want to hug him. He has a habit of running up tp random people and yelling "Catch Me!" about a millisecond before you find yourself on the ground with a Bobby sitting on your stomache. I luagh so hard and its just because bobby is well... bobby. He's the kind of kid to lift your mood. Expecially with that damned easy button. New years was way cool. Except the brick idea. But you all really don't need to know about that. He doesn't care for politics, government, or school. And really doesn't like conformity. like I said, he dances to his own beat. Its great. He is ofte smiling and is almost always laughing, expecially when he is around the girl he loves with his whole being, Stefanie. I mean you can see it in his eyes. He has the biggest beautiful brown eyes, and curly very dark brown hair. I love playing with it. Its great. I also know he has a little red car and loves to go fast and pull off lots of stunts with it. He is kinda a daredevil and plays on the risky side. He also has this motorcycle. He hasn't got the liscense for it yet. But with how he drives his car. It scares me. But he knows what he's doing. Bobby can also do these gymnast stunts. like backflips off walls and somersaults. Its crazy but really cool. I can only imagine how many times he fell to teach himself how to do it. Bobby is determined in things he wants to do. But if not, dont even try to get him to do it. I first met him in the class teen living. We broke one of Mrs. Roberts desk. She got pretty mad. He was reading a book and I asked about it, that was the first convo we had, I think. Then it was kinda went from there. He was there when all these other people stabbed me in the back. He also has a sister named Jacque, and een though they fight, I think they care. I dont want to give everything away, so thats all for now. You gotta love that Bobby-kid ♥

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Jill

Bobby,
There are so many words to describe him, but one word seems to fit him well, and it’s “unique”. I know everyone is unique, yet Bobby defined the word in a creative way; just get to know him than you will see. From the beginning of meeting him I knew he was different from every other guy. He and I fought a lot, but I always knew deep down Bobby was a good guy; even though most of the time he was moody. One of his friends Taleana thought I was crazy for thinking Bobby was nice, I still think he is. At the time Bobby wasn’t the easiest guy to get along with, but if you really wanted to find out what type of person he was then you had to stay, and find out.
Right now in the present I am dazed when I look at Bobby. He has changed in little ways, yet I do believe the terms should be maturity and comprehension of how life truly is. He is one of the most amazing people you will ever meet. He is intelligent, crazy, easy/out going, helpful (when he wants to be), and one friend that will stay true to you, even when you mess up. Years ago, just by meeting Bobby he has influenced, and changed my life for the better. We may have fought with one another, but when I was in a bad situation with someone, he was there telling me to get away from them.
Bobby will be there for you through thick and thin because that’s how he is. Girls’ out there are blind or just plain stupid for passing this guy up right here. Bobby is that one rare guy that almost every girl dreams about and wants to be theirs. Why? Well I will tell you, Bobby is sweet, compassionate, has a sense of humor, and he actually cares of how your day went. One quality that stuck out more than any; that he is waiting for marriage before sleeping with a girl! Come on! How many guys in the world will do that?! Believe me Ladies’ Bobby is one guy you would kill for to have! Sadly, some passed him up; well too bad for them because they should have seen the qualities he has.
Whoever marries this man will be one lucky woman because he is the whole package; in other words he is a piece of serenity. Bobby is someone you can talk to, and who will understand you are coming from because he has been through even the most impossible things you can’t think of. From what I seem so far Bobby is rough around the edges, but underneath it all he is a big softy.

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Jace Phillips

Bobby, Bobby is pretty much the shit. I first met him in Susi's class. He was arguing some point with her about computers. He was funny about it though. I knew this was a guy I wanted to get to know. So, one day as he's messing with command prompt, I plop down beside him and say, "teach me." From there, we formed a strong bond, and gave Susi hell.
After Susi's class was over for the year, we thought that was going to be it, and we were going to have to go our separate ways. But lo and behold, we were in physical science together. The bond got stronger. We gave Barry hell, and it was grand. We would ask the most random questions of this poor man, and it's a wonder we never faced any consequences. We never paid attention either. At one point bobby brought in a homemade tazer. We were shocking ourselves and everyone around us. I still have it, too. It's sitting on my nightstand.
The first time bobby took me surfing, he nearly drowned lauging so hard. The second time wasn't much better, but it definitley wasn't as bad. We were still high from the salt water though, laughing our asses off at things that weren't supposed to be that funny. We decided that day that everyone should drive drunk, because it's always the sober people that die in drunk driving accidents. The drunks always walk away with some bruises, a headache, and no memory of what happened.

Friends don't let friends drive sober

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Jessica Houston

What is there to say about Bobby? There are so many things. He's one of the most complex people I've ever met. He's crazy and always good for a laugh yet at the same time he's a great person to go to for advice. I can't count how many times I've called, texted, or talked to him online in the middle of the night because some guy or some event had me in tears of anger, depression, or frustration. He was always there with advice. But he never sugar coats anything; I know that from painful experience. But in the end I know he's right.
Stef's right in that Bobby knows how he feels about things and there's little anyone can say to change his mind. Not only does he know how he feels, but he does his research too. If it's something he feels strongly about, Bobby could argue his point forever. What's most amusing is that he never needs to though; after a few minutes of debating with him you realize that either he's right, or it wont' do any good to argue. Usually you just end up feeling stupid because he knows more about the subject that you do. It's happened to me before so trust me.
Bobby's impossibly easy to get along with and he could probably charm anyone he wanted to. He gets away with more things than anyone I've ever met. I'm definitely a better and happier person for knowing him.
Love you Bobby.

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Cara

Bobby, I remember when I first met you, my freshman year after school on day, I think after your recovery. My ride left me, and I was soooooo mad. You decided that since every door at Dixon was locked, and I need to use the restroom to tickle me. Jacque had so much fun recording every moment. That video was priceless, I still want to see it. It would cheer anyone up. I saw you date my best friends, and I still didn't really know you until you left. Your a terrible driver in which you can run me over in a heartbeat. I'm just an innocent pedestrian...silly Bobby. The annoying [yet funny] That was easy button. The voice wandering through the halls for months. I still go into Office Max once and a while, and secretly smile. Talking to you on the phone is priceless..."You should plan these things...OO I wanna giraffe." I promise to feed your virtual llama, giraffe, and secret duck while your gone. The dancing/singing lights that I never saw while you were in VA. *tear* Thanks for teaching a n00b how to script...even if it was only to say "hello". I still have hope for you this year, even if you don't for yourself. I love ya Bobby. ? I promise to kidnap you one day...I always keep my promises. =]

Love,
Cara.

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Not much has changed aside from the fact that I either seldom get to talk to most of these people or that I don't talk to them at all any more. You can't ask for better friends than this.

So at the moment it looks as if I'm becoming active on DA again. Which that pleases me a great deal. I've missed my DA friends and the DA community. So much has happened in the last year that has affected a large portion of my life. Aside from that being military doesn't really give you too much free time to work with either. Here's a catch up on my life.

So, I guess starting from the end of Basic Training and the beginning of my Intel school to the time I reclassified into Satellite Communications. When I first got to Goodfellow it was a hard adjust. I've spent my whole life in large areas with stores and people all over. Goodfellow was out there. I mean you would be speeding in a 70 MPH zone and it would still take 45 minutes to get to Walmart. The closest city was farther than that. During my time there I worked on Intel stuff of coarse, took some college classes to try and inch my way closer to my programming degree, and worked long days with little sleep at night. A typical work week was Monday through Friday from 2:30AM till at least 6PM. If you had laundry or needed to study at school (which if you wanted to pass you lived at the school) it was at least 10PM before you got to bed excluding taking a shower and whatnot. Probably one of the biggest events that happened at Goodfellow was my girlfriend broke up with me after several years of being practically inseparable. With "friends" still open I dragged on with my hectic schedule. Eventually I couldn't keep up with my ambitions between the stress of the work place, stress of the Military Leaders in the dorms, and trying to keep up with college. I dropped my classes and focused solely on Intel. I was suffering silently between the tear in my personal life and the misery of my work life. After much stress and over 6 months in school as an Intel student I became eliminated from the 1N0 course. Set for reclassification, I began the process.

I ended up with my current job, Satellite Communications, which I didn't study. Passed with stress only from military leaders in the dorms at Keesler. I could live with that. Christmas rolled around and I came home to visit. So excited that I would be able to see my friends, family, and happy too see that old girlfriend. Christmas went well, I saw just about everyone I wanted to. Didn't get to see people out of state. The first visit to her house was one of those awkward silence times. New years was much better. But as always all good things must end. I went back to Keesler to wait another 3 months for them to fix my orders so that I could go to the second school for my job.

Finally at Ft. Gordon! I had so many run-ins with the Military Leaders there. Small things that were permitted at other bases no longer allowed. Like letting your phone charge when your at school so when you went out in the evening your phone would have battery life. Anyways, after a boring but easy stay at Ft. Gordon. I passed. Nothing failed again. Goodfellow taught awesome study habits and definitely provided the will power to push yourself through reading the most boring of school work.

After all that school, it was then June. A year and 3 months since my original departure from my home town of Jacksonville, NC. I went back home for about 9 days. I spent it with Jessi, Erika, and though I tried to get up with my ex it was unsuccessful. My last night there, I stopped by to say good bye to a family that I started with as unliked. After a couple years of being close friends to their daughter they eventually warmed up to me. I'd easily consider them my family if things didn't go sour over the next few days.

The next days I began my drive across country to Idaho. A good 3000+ miles away. To mess with Erika and my ex along with earn some money on that "Own your friends" shit on Myspace I bought my ex from Erika. The ex put that she was miserable toward me in the status. I messaged her best friends to see if something was bothering her. Not long after that the ex got online and became confrontational. That whole "What's your problem, You're my problem" BS. She pretty much said that when we broke up that she wanted me out of her life. Of coarse, after some of this and tired of drama crap, I snapped and said shit I didn't mean. Pretty much accused her of how I felt for a while now. I said that since her dad approves of me now, she can't get attention that her life sucks at home. So it's time for her to move on to the next guy daddy wont approve of. It was a dick move, I wasn't thinking clear, and I was pissed that by "Let's be friends" she really just wanted me gone.

Since then, I've broken ties with one of my best female friends and support, with the only people I really only called family, and lastly with the ex. I'm sure she's "happy" She's told her self that since I've met her. You can see in her eyes when she is or isn't. All I can do is wish her the best and continue on with my life. Thank her for the experiences that pushed me to not only push myself to do better, but help other people. Thank you for that.

A month later, ish, I'm still in training. I have my education and career plan. I'm in extra activities. I'm even working on becoming an advocate for rape victims and doing training with cops. When I have free time in those activities I still sit on the computer. Work on programming and chatting with friends. Weekends are like typical college parties. You don't remember anything from Thursday till Monday and you feel like shit till Friday so that you can do it again.

I know that this is a long journal. But in my time in service I've left so much out. I know that I covered some of this in other journals but to eliminate confusion I included with all the details I could remember. Anyways, I'll post some deviations and keep my journal up to date with my life. At least do a better job at it. Promise.

Take care everyone,
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After such a long time of prolonging joining another 'social networking' site I finally joined FaceBook. My reason was to stop those annoying emails. Any way, turns out it runs so much smoother than Myspace and I really like it. If you have a Facebook send an add. Just tell me you're from DA or something.

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If you happen to play Mafia Wars on Facebook I'm looking for some more people there aswell.

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Hit me up.

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