coralee

Haha ya, small towns are fun. Except the hicks in my town are THE biggest pussies around. I remember back in high school one of them was talking shit to some kid during lunch, and the kid punched him once right in the face, and the hick just dropped. He didn't go to school for like a week but ever since then they haven't said a word to anyone and don't talk shit anymore. Grand times in a small town. A small town that doesn't farm or anything so hicks are unnecessary anyways.
Poker was pretty fun. I didn't know how to play but I learned and lost haha. Then we stood out in my friends driveway for a while and talked about the good ole days. Lego's were amazing and I took that for granted. Then we started talking about his brothers bone yard. He collects bones and cleans them and what not, then puts them together in weird ways for modern art. Anyway, we were standing right next to it and it was a bit creepy. Then my friend started to talk about Sasquach and we got a bit freaked out because it was 1:30 in the morning. But it was fun.
Today I'm working out, getting shoes, and my friend wants to go to a mall thats 45 min. away but its one of the malls we can go too.
I'm rambling.

UPDATE: I added a pic of me when I had purple hair. And I don't have many other pictures of me here, but once I get back to IL there will be more.