tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059458276630518177.post5375882144816216713..comments2023-05-28T09:54:32.934-06:00Comments on Anna's Life...or something like it.: The Evolution Of NewbAnna Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10501987629217550079noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059458276630518177.post-65271081804980242452010-08-26T10:02:33.241-06:002010-08-26T10:02:33.241-06:00oh, the tornado story brings back memories. i got ...oh, the tornado story brings back memories. i got my license in 1997, and daddy and i decided to go on a road trip from our gulf-coast home to virginia to look at colleges for me. i got to drive starting in south carolina. everything was cool until, quite out of nowhere, the biggest storm i'd ever seen outside a hurricane sprung up. i was in the middle lane of 3, and there were semi-trucks everywhere. daddy told me, "just keep going, slowly, and don't try to merge in this weather." turns out a tornado crossed the interstate about 100 yards behind us. gaaaah.<br /><br />i always wanted to have a secret language or something with someone. that sounds like fun. :)magnoliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06459330762697628839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059458276630518177.post-47840362455016911262010-08-26T08:34:40.892-06:002010-08-26T08:34:40.892-06:00I wish I had my own little language like that. We...I wish I had my own little language like that. Well, Mr. CVD and I kind of do...we mispronounce words on purpose. But there's no rhyme or reason to it.<br /><br />AND YOU WERE STUCK IN A TORNADO?!!!?!?!?!?!Kimhttp://perfectlycursedlife.com/noreply@blogger.com