Today I woke up at around 5:30 with a sore throat. Hurt a LOT, almost like someone had shoved a branding iron all the way to the back of my mouth. I looked around dizzily, thought about the pain, and fell asleep again within two seconds. After getting up an hour and a half later, I discovered (SHOCKER!) that there was no more pain.

I had to go to the "Georgia Mountain Fair" in Hiawassee, which I definately did NOT want to go to. There are a million things I can think of that I might enjoy, none of them outside of a half hour away from my house. Hiawassee, on the other hand, is two hours away. I slept most of the way there, owing to the fact that I had gotten about 5 hours of sleep.

The fair was definately filled 100% to the brim with hicks, hicks, country bumpkins, and more hicks. It wasn't horrible I suppose, lots of decent items were being sold. All the girls my age kept lookin at me in what looked like it's positive. Almost like they were seeing something totally new and foreign, but not at all unpleasant. :) [I was by far the most ghetto one there]
We ended up getting barbecue sandwiches for lunch (good), funnel cake after that (Really GOOD) and ice cream to finish (Fattening, but GOOD TO THE EXTREME)

Near the end was the bluegrass concert.....ugh. Bluegrass is what my dad likes. I don't like it much at all, but I have to admit that it's probably the best genre of music that I would never listen to in my free time. Of three bands, only one didn't make me want to slit my wrists, Rhonda Vincent and the Rage. They're pretty good, famous nationwide, and I got lots of close-up pics to boot. :D

Wanted to stop at Nora Mill on the way back, which is the best place for anything bread or wheat-related, but they were closed. Ended up picking up supper at Burger King, where I discovered their quadruple-patty Stacker to be really good. It's layered from bottom up like this: bun, patty, cheese, patty, cheese, bacon, patty, cheese, patty, cheese, bacon, bun. Huge mother.

Came home, unpacked, played Starcraft with Steely. What more do I need to have a tiring, but oddly fulfilling, day?

Kan't say I've done a whole lot since getting back from Wisconsin. I cut three people's lawns in two days, including my own, my neighbor's,and my Grandma's neighbor's. That last one was four hours and hell.

I saw Superman Returns, and it was okay. Much too emotional though, way more of a chick flick than previous Superman movies. It was like 15% violence, which is way too little.

My Grandma's been a bitch lately about how I'm being so rude to her......it's like any time I say that she's incorrect I'm being rude. Well, she would find out eventually that I had known she was wrong, and letting her screw up is more embarrasing. She can get so pissed off at me when I'm the one who should be pissed at her........

Having Counter Strike troubles........ahhH!

Woke up around 10 today to my mom bein a whiny bitch.......

did pretty much nothing until 1 (piano lesson) then went with my grandma to get a RAM card for her computer. Should have been an easy install, but it wasn't and mysteriously stopped giving any signal to the monitor. Even when I put the computer back to its original configuration it still wasn't working. We'll take it in tomorrow, fortunately she got the full extended warranty so I'm hoping the computer is fucked to hell and she gets a new one.

Mowing her lawn was a pain, it's so huge and it was really hot out...


I'm thinking of actually adding extra pages to this site and turn it into something more like a real website. It could be done rather easily.....just take a while. Until then, I'll continue thinking of ideas on how to rennovate this place.

last thing, this video has been amazing me for the last few weeks, you have to see it.......someone has a lot of time and a good video splicer

Yeah, ever since school ended I haven't gotten around to this blog. Hell, most days it doesn't even cross my mind. I've got to get back into it! For my own sanity! jk

Well, Wisconsin was great, but definately had its shortcomings. My cousin was AWEXOME she's so cool (despite her calling me every name you could imagine the last time I saw her the whole trip, with names like d**do and w**rebag. She didn't mean it tho). Family was absolutely amazingly retarded. They didn't manage to screw up our fun stuff and outings and such, but everyday hanging-around-the-house they were nuts. It's like they all became members of crazy town's city council.

The food in La Crosse is amazing because there's so much competition. Around here the growth is so fast that you get mostly fast food restaurants, but there it's way way more sit-down stuff. The food is way better and far lower cost than anywhere around here. The only bad experience was the Fox Hollow Banquet Hall. Donno why it's called that.....

The room was plain white with dimmed lights and a few plastic trees from Walmart. That's ALL THE ATMOSPHERE THERE. Then the fish, when I got it, was room temperature ALL THE WAY TO THE CENTER. The batter on it should be given an award for the most tasteless stuff ever made. You could choke on that stuff without even knowing you'd swallowed it. The tables were plastic outdoor tables (also most likely from Walmart). The average age in there was probably 70. The seats on the outside porch are literally made out of PVC plumbing joints. The place SUCKED ASS. The only thing good was the golf course around it which was beautiful.

Kalahari resort was probably the best park I've been to in a while. We stayed with the whole family in connecting three-rooms which were great. The two side rooms were like top-line hotel rooms, but the room in the center had a huge area that was just a kitchen and couches around a huge TV. You can walk from there to the indoor waterpark, which is the world's biggest indoor waterpark. The slides are great, especially the Master Blaster. It shoots your raft uphill so fast you nearly......scream profanities. The wave pool was great, except that you pretty much had to find a tube, which were in short supply.

The last major thing we did was canoeing on the Kickapoo (correct spelling) river. I went with Jess (cousin, for you retards out there). We started off horribly, and we kept turning the canoe backwards and sideways in the river. We figured it out in about 20 minutes though, and we quickly became the best of anyone else. I had guessed the excursion might be an hour, hour and a half. We brought lunch stuff to pull up on a sandbar and eat. After lunch it got horrible. The sun was so bad that now, over a week later, my legs are literally blood red. The river was low that day, so we kept getting run aground and having to pull ourselves out. It wasn't too bad until Jess finally screwed up (I told her to paddle back right, she paddles front left and rams us into a tree, we flip). I stayed in the canoe, but she fell out. We got a lot of water in the boat though. Getting it out was a fiasco, and we had to get my Grandpa out of his canoe so he could use his huge muscles (he's 76 and still works as a handyman) to flip the canoe. We also had to rescue all our shoes and equipment. I mad e the mistake of leaving my Camelbak (looks like a backpack, but is actually a bladder filled with water that has a hose you bite down on and drink from) in their canoe. We ended up taking three and a half hours for something that should have been two. You don't land anywhere near where you began, so your rental company (either Titanic, Mr. Sinks or Ducky) has to come pick you up. We were late, so we had to wait around a half hour for the next van. It would have been okay if the water wasn't so low, but it was and that turned it into the standard operating procedure for most of the things my family does: SNAFU

For the two days after Kickapoo me and my brother and Jess had to stay with my Aunt and Uncle at Goose Island campgrounds, which is essentially an area with lots packed together and areas for tents, campers, and motor homes. They have a nice motor home with everything in it. I don't understand what the hell is the point because it's basically staying in a hotel room without a decent TV and you have to walk down the street to take a coin-operated shower since in-motor-home showers fill up the waste tanks too fast. bleghh.......boring as a mother. Plus everyone in that campground except us was either extremely fat, genetically damaged, inbred, or a combination of those. The only worthwile thing we got done there was finding two geocaches. (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=geocaching)


Getting back on Friday was sad but fun at the same time. I'm glad to be back, but I don't want to deal with all the responsibilities at home anymore. Wisconsin let me do whatever I wanted....boo hoo.

This site has kinda fallen to pieces, especially after I accidentally deleted the banner picture off my host site, so I'm doing some major overhaul work. Right now.

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