And so it Begins

Blogs; my dad had one, best friends have them, now I have one. My life is boring. So i advise that if your life is already boring without reading another boring blog that you switch quickly to facebook or twitter. I assure you, no excitement will come from this ole keyboard of mine. Close down your Safari or Internet Explorer quickly. No? DISCLAIMER: I warned you.

Starting off; I don't exactly know where to begin with this whole blog thing. I feel kind of like I'm in that Julia Childs movie where the chick writes all these blogs that in actuality no one really gives a dern about. I guess I'll start off with where I live and such; without giving the actual name of the city of course. We'll call it Possum Town, Mississippi. This is no made up name. The city was called Possum Town long, long ago. This is both before my time and off subject. Born and raised in Possum Town, I've learned one thing. It sucks. Oh, let's go to Target... wait a second.. we don't have one! Oh yes boys and girls. Possum Town is THAT small. All I want to do is get out! It's like I'm in this box. The box is closed but has this eensy weensy little light peering through the tiny slit in the box onto the speck that is my life. Yea wonderful right? Well I was recently given the chance to leave and go to an arts magnet school (otherwise known as MSA, Mississippi School of the Arts) type deal. That chance was ruined when my grades fell and so begins the search for another slit in the box. I want a knife so I can just slice the box open but I'm sure It's far easier said than done. Ah, well. It's late and I'm directing a children's choir (for the first time ever) tomorrow at church... Oh dear Lord! Wish me luck.

love always,

Mary Fugitt