As I was spying/being-a-creeper on (gasp) Facebook, I noticed some comments being shot back and forth between two people I used to know... Well, one I used to know and the other not-so-much... so anywho, as I was doing this, I became offended and annoyed by them; one in particular annoyed me. Why so much hate for Georgia? No, not the Bulldogs, the state. In general, everyone I know hates living in this area of the country (how do you like that sentence? Ha!) Why? There are probably endless reasons, but I'm sure people in other states aren't necessarily happy in the place they live in...
Even if Georgia is eff'd up, at least it gives great material.
^this makes sense to me. I will leave the entry this way.
Three thirty in the morning... if I just wait thirty minutes the puppy will probably awake.
Giving away a puppy is going to be sad.
So will be moving away... (but at least I'll still be in Georgia. I love to hate her.)
P.S. Writing this entry makes me realize how little I've really changed since high school.
1 comment:
I think that I don't necessarily hate Georgia; I hate what it symbolizes in my mind. I've spent my whole life there--and a lot of that life was pretty fucked up. I think that traveling and seeing new places is what I need to actually appreciate where I come from. I think people hate Georgia not because Georgia is necessarily a bad place but rather because they feel trapped there.
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