I'm giving a warning right now:
Olive is leaving on Friday, July 6, 2007, and--probably--will not be seen until Thursday, July 12, 2007.
It's that time of year when my parents throw me into my aunt's van and ship me out to Georgia. Yup, Georgia, meaning.... I am gonna kill Wolfie. ('Cause we all know he lives down there in them mountains cooking up squirrelies and . . . oh wait, that's hillbillies~)
Not. Love him too much. If I had the chance to see him I so would, but I'm kept on a short leash. Tight collar, short leash. Boo~ = 3=
So, I've decided after three days of arguing with myself (gosh, what a blood bath that was xDD) that I'm taking my laptop with me for the sake of my story. I may be able to get internet in the motel, I may not. If I can get internet connection it won't be for very long (I don't like other peoples interwebz with my little computer), but I'll say hello to ya'll, anyway . . . . maybe.
God, I can't believe I'm doing this again. I hate going down there with all the heat, the bugs, the storms, the yuck. I want civilization! We go up into those mountains and it's like, forget it. You are stuck in redneck country and there's no turning back.
Until your hungry.
It's hilarious though because, okay, visualize this. There are two large, forested mountains on both sides, and right smack dab in the middle is a Giant Eagle knock-off, a few fast food restaurants, a motel, and a few other convenient stores all jammed into one small place. Rednecks everywhere with their faltering English where they pronounce 'wash' as 'warsh' DDx
No civilization whatsoever. It's terrifying ;.;
To think, I'm half redneck and half hillbilly. I hate my genes ;__; </3
Anyways, just a heads up. It will be in my sig. Why? Because I like to announce things. Big mouth. It works. Yeah. So . . . I'll be seeing you soon. Friday, I leave! Dx
Not. Love him too much. If I had the chance to see him I so would, but I'm kept on a short leash. Tight collar, short leash. Boo~ = 3=
So, I've decided after three days of arguing with myself (gosh, what a blood bath that was xDD) that I'm taking my laptop with me for the sake of my story. I may be able to get internet in the motel, I may not. If I can get internet connection it won't be for very long (I don't like other peoples interwebz with my little computer), but I'll say hello to ya'll, anyway . . . . maybe.
God, I can't believe I'm doing this again. I hate going down there with all the heat, the bugs, the storms, the yuck. I want civilization! We go up into those mountains and it's like, forget it. You are stuck in redneck country and there's no turning back.
Until your hungry.
It's hilarious though because, okay, visualize this. There are two large, forested mountains on both sides, and right smack dab in the middle is a Giant Eagle knock-off, a few fast food restaurants, a motel, and a few other convenient stores all jammed into one small place. Rednecks everywhere with their faltering English where they pronounce 'wash' as 'warsh' DDx
No civilization whatsoever. It's terrifying ;.;
To think, I'm half redneck and half hillbilly. I hate my genes ;__; </3
Anyways, just a heads up. It will be in my sig. Why? Because I like to announce things. Big mouth. It works. Yeah. So . . . I'll be seeing you soon. Friday, I leave! Dx
