Today (November 9th) was officially my 19th birthday! (It is also Dorian Gray's birthday.) Jessica, Justean, and I took a trip up to the beautiful Blue Ridge, Georgia to go see Frankenweenie at the Swan Drive-In Theater. This was my first time going to a drive-in. They're very rare where I live, and Swan was highly recommended by my aunt. I thoroughly enjoyed every part of my little celebration. The movie and the whole drive in experience were wonderful, and even the car ride was far from dull. Aside from the fact that I nearly got us killed on the drive up, I enjoyed being vulgar, singing badly, and laughing maniacally with my friends in the car.
I don't really know what to say...Justean's enjoying her funnel cake?
Derp
This is Cocoon Justean.
This movie was so cute!
It was pretty cold out tonight, at least to us, since we could see our breath. Taking the convertible probably was not the best idea, but I did get some chili cheese fries to warm my belly. Jessica and Justean also bought some yummy funnel cakes, which I sampled of course. I decided to opt out of getting the deep fried Oreo this time (yes, you read correctly. This is the Deep South, people). I felt like if I had any more sweets in my system, especially deep fried ones, then Wilford Brimley would sneak in through my window and give me The Beetus. Maybe next time.
People say you never feel any older with each passing birthday. Well, I feel different this year. A lot has happened in this one year. I've learned to be bolder among many other things. I feel so much more mature than I did last year, and I also feel liberated. It's going to be a great year. I'm determined to make it so!
Noonday Missionary Baptist Church's Cemetery is also known as "Devil's Turnaround." It is located along a little back road in Kennesaw, Georgia, and most of the graves are scattered in the woods. It is easy to miss, but some of the gravestones are visible from the road. The cemetery has graves from the 1860's. I wouldn't doubt that some of its occupants were slaves at one time. Many say the land is haunted by malevolent spirits who hurl objects and make physical contact--shoving, scratching, and even biting visitors. I could understand why any lingering spirits might be upset: These grounds have been terribly neglected. Much of the graves are broken and toppled over. Some are barely visible through the overgrowth of ivy and weeds. People also say the root of the haunting may be related to rumored cult rituals performed on the property. Located right by the cemetery are huge power lines (high voltage transmission lines). I could hear them b
Last night, Depeche Mode came to town. After a long week and much time spent looking forward to this, I'm glad to say I was in attendance. Justean and I ventured off to the venue with little incident this time (meaning not getting horribly lost like before). When we arrived, we noticed what a broad spectrum of fans Depeche Mode reached. There were a lot of drunken middle aged people, but besides that, there was a range of alternative types as well as more mainstream looking people. One thing is for sure that most everyone seemed excited to be there. In fact, at one point, I almost got in an altercation with a couple who was so excited, they decided to squeeze right in front of me and cut me off! Let's just say I got them to vacate my vicinity. It was a great night for a concert. The moon shone brightly, and looming rain clouds dissipated. As for the show itself, Depeche Mode knows how to work a crowd. They sound mostly the same in concert as on their albums. They eve
Established in 1823, Decatur Cemetery is older than the city of Atlanta itself. Through the iron gates sprawled pathways lined by stone walls and oak trees. There were monuments of varying sizes and shapes, some worn and peppered with lichen. Within the cemetery, there are a few mysterious letterbox locations. Letterboxing is a past time similar to geocaching. Participants use riddles to find hidden boxes. Inside the box is a pad of paper that is stamped and dated by the finders. My boyfriend and I trekked through the cemetery to find the hidden boxes. We managed to find one of the three, which was soaked with water. Although we didn't find all, our cemetery exploration proved successful. soaked letterbox, hiding under the tree trunk. Thomas Holley Chivers Upon research, I found that Decatur Cemetery is home to a man named Thomas Holley Chivers. Chivers was a Medical Doctor who became a poet, achieving mild fame at the time. He is famous for his friendship an
Aw Happy Birthday! Sounds like you had a great day. :)
ReplyDeleteI did! Thank you. :)
DeleteThis is late as it is officially the 10th,but happy birthday!
ReplyDeleteAw, Thanks! It's my fault for posting this last night at 1 am when it was technically the 10th.
DeleteHappy Belated Birthday from your #1 fan!
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DeleteHappy belated birthday!!! :D It looks like you had a lot of fun ^^
ReplyDeleteThank you! I had great fun! :)
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