The only thing Florida has on Georgia is it is missing a
Earlier this afternoon I got the thing cut off my head. I came home and went to sleep. About an hour later my mom comes in my room and says "telephone dear". I picked up the phone and it was Briana Rae. This made me think, this wouldn't have happened had I lived in Florida. I had no phone in Florida. I wouldn't have had the thing removed in Florida and I would have gotten the left half of my face paralzyed. I talked to Briana on the phone. When we got off the phone I came in here and began to read. I read threw live journals from almost everyone I new in Florida. Some I like, some I liked and a few I have always disliked. I just realized that I like it better here. My mom shows me more attention then my father. I may have less fredom, but I have more ability to do stuff. I have friends that will take me to shows, because it isn't a 45 minute to and hour ride to them. I have a girl that isn't going to leave me when she finds the next guy she thinks is hot. I get babied here and I like it. Everything isn't perfect though, I have not a Tiffany Hooper. Everyone Needs a Tiffany Hooper.