Two classes and one test stand in my way of Spring Break 2011. Hurry up Friday at 11:00 so I can pack my car up with the roommate and head to FLORIDA :)
Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music. It's being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies, co-cola... and each other. We don't become Southern, we're born that way.
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