I think I came to a startling realization.
The only thing holding me back from being a "Joy" (I refuse to use that "other" word when referring to myself) is a lil computer and fashion knowledge, lack of creativity and time for the hair, distaste in acrylic nails and tanning beds ,belly button ring (got the hole), criminal record and tin-roof.
Okay, I go tanning sometimes (rarely, and only when soooo depressed that I am almost shoved due to lack of Vitamin D-or at least that is what I think it is). I SMOKE!!!!!!! Not all of the time, but socially and when stressed. I smoke what Britney Spears smokes :( Marlboro Lights. Double Sad Face :( :(
All Southern Belles have tempers though.Right? Look at the Ya-Ya's and Scarlett ( Katie Scarlett O'Hara Hamilton Kennedy Butler....that is)
Hell, NO, I am not a JOY!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would never walk around a store (barely my house where the floors are clean)barefoot........ and cant stand soaps.That is ridiculous.
I almost scared myself into thinking I was a imposter.
"I am never wrong. I thought I was wrong once, but I wasn't. Just mistaken,that's all"