Tiffany Grace
My name is Tiffany Grace. I live in a little shit ass town called Carrollton, Georgia. If you have never heard of it then you're not missing anything. There is a college here, but there isn't anything to do in this town. If you want to have fun then you have to go to Atlanta. I am 20 years old and I will be 21 on September 26, 2002. I'm not much of a drinker, so it's just another day to me. I'm 5'8", dyed red hair (turning brown again), brown eyes, long legs and a great personality. I enjoy listening to music, going to concerts, movies, a good book, dancing, skating, hanging out with the world's most awesome girl Kristie,
and last but not least just lazying around and chilling with the family.
This is a poem I wrote about myself....
Tiffany Grace Clewis
Is
The daughter of Peggy Ann Gill
Ill sometimes when she doesn't get her way
Fun to be with
Family oriented
Always trying to do something that she probably will never finish
Nothing more or less than anyone else
Young and looking forward to her life
Grumpy when she first wakes up
Ready to try anything once
A woman who is looking for love
Caring and loving
Everything that a man should want
Cold toward those who do her wrong
Laughing all the time
Every where at once
Wishing for something so much more
Intriguing to some
Someone who you can grow to love
---Tiffany Clewis
These are a few songs that I think in a way relate to me.
Meet Virginia by Train
She doesn't own a dress
Her hair is always a mess
Catch her steal and she won't confess
She's beautiful
Smokes a pack a day
Wait that's me but anyway
She
doesn't care a thing about that hair
She thinks I'm
beautiful
Meet Virginia
She never compromises
Loves babys and surprises
She wears high heels when
she exercises
Ain't that beautiful?
Meet Virginia
When she wants to be the queen
And she thinks about her
scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't
really want to be the queen
Her daddy wrestles alligators
Her mama works on carborrators
Her brother is a fine
mediatot for the president
Well here she is again on the phone
just like me and still be alone
We just like to sit at
home and rip on the president
Meet Virginia
When
she wants to live her life
And she thinks about her
lies
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't
really want to live this life
She only drinks coffee
at midnight
When the moment is not right
And the
timing is quiet
Unusual
You see her confidence is
tragic
With her intuition magic
In the shape of an
eye
Unusual
Meet Virginia
I can't wait to meet
Virginia
When she wants to be the queen
And she
thinks about her scene
When she wants to live her life
And she thinks about her lies
Pulls her hair back as
she screams
I don't really want to be the queen
I
don't really want to be the queen
I don't really want
to be the queen
I don't really want to live this.....
Drops of Jupiter by Train
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey
Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you
even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way
Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
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