Phased Out!!

Coming home after 6 months is not exactly what you expect. Suddenly all those wishes of growing up and being on your own are made real, and you don't want them anymore. Your parents build a new house without a room for you because you "won't need it," and you're stuck on the rose coloured couch eating cold chicken. Everyone you know lives...well...not here and you can't talk to her because it's what is best. Ole Miss wins, but you run out of State fans to mock, you didn't have any turkey and they ate all your summer sausage!! Once again we go back to those freaking racists. So what if I would've voted for Obama! They're all dark sided anyway. Give me my croissant and my Perrier!! FLY ME HOME I DON'T BELIEVE IN THIS!!

-Lane

2 comments:

Unknown said...

You are ridiculous. ha That is rather sad that you don't have a room. My parents always threaten that they're going to use my room for storage or something to that extent when I graduate from MC. I'm not really ok with that. I'd like a room when I come home. Thanks. I'm thinking you need to get out of Grenada/Carrollton before you go completely depressed/emo. ha

Unknown said...

Btw you should check out the way my blog looks now. I had fun. I'm a nerd. ha Oh and I'm jealous of your new phone. That's all. kbye. Oh one more thing Molly with bangs as a little kid=hilarious. I was at her house today. She told me you made fun of that picture. hahahahaha