Goatgirl

I have officially, but very reluctantly become a redneck. Oh good gravy... I went from a headbanger city-girl to a cowgirl. Actually, there aren't many cows here. More goats. I guess I'm a goatgirl instead. I hate horses, absolutely. The child down my street's mother pays more attention to the horses than her children. They always say she got divorced (Twice by the way) because their father was trying to kill them. Actually, I bet she got drunk and did something. Something terrible. The kids would have scarrs from being slammed in a door multiple times, stabbed, ect;

I HATE it when they come down the street to go to church on WEDNESDAYS. Churches all should be on Sunday. Gosh. Their church is a shed. Seriously. And their mother doesn't drive them. They WALK most of the way. Enough about that.

My education has slipped since I've been in the country. I swear everyone here's a redneck, but they deny it...

More mindless garble

For some reason or another I am much more active here. Guess getting all the stress out on my last post was good for me. I'll be doing it more often so be prepaired. Wanna know what makes me really mad? How Will is always watching over my shoulder when I post here, or on Yahoo IM.
Well, whatever.
The reason that rock/piggy bank image is up there is because I was bored and decided to post on here about my favorite video game. Animal Crossing GC. It's been more fun because I have created a new town, and Emily, Will and I have set up hierarchy. I'm in charge of time-travel, overall town, and food supply. Emily runs the Homeowners Association, clothing designs, and the planning and zoning association. Will's in charge of a hotel, landscaping and random activities.