July 2010
ARGH. (Redneck Rant)
I’ll gladly clam the title Southern. I’d own up to being Country. But redneck? Hell to the FUCK nahh. Call me that and I will beat the shit out of you. I am Southern because I’ve lived in the South all my life and, on one side, my family goes back 7 generations here. I’m totally Country cos I say yall, I like to walk around in barefoot, I drive a truck, AND BECAUSE I LIVE...
I remembered that being awesome, being happy and having fun is a state of mind. I stayed up really late painting last night and had a blast. I had to work at getting back into my groove but once I got my paints sorted out into the 32 color rainbow, I was set for art. I’m never as happy as I am when I’m elbow-deep in paint. I’ve got many ideas that I wanna do but I’m not...
I feel like I don’t really have a place in which I fit in as much as I’d like to. My old friend groups have pretty much broken up and I have yet to make friends with a new group. I do have my online friends and my BF’s friends, but that’s not quite enough considering what I’m used to. Friends that I saw every day and who owned their own little slice of real estate at...
