Little Known Facts About Me

1. When I vacuum, I sing really loud. I mean...I totally bust it out. It is only when I vacuum alone though.

2. Sometimes, I love to sleep with the blankets in a big fat wad around me.

3. I hate squeaky napkins. When I was little and I hadn't brushed my teeth, my dad would make me brush them with a paper towel or napkin. It makes this nasty squeaky noise that gives me these chill bumps and makes me feel nausiated.

4. I say "ugly talking" or "talkin' ugs" when they say bad words in movies.(okay...not so little known to the 2 people who actually read this.) :)

5. I am almost obsessed with Anne of Green Gables.

6. I have always wanted to break plates like on "The Wedding Planner"

7. I have never been toilet papering.

8. I hate being called Hannah Banana.

9. I love to cut out things in magazines and make collages.

10. I hate haunted houses.

11. I've always wanted to disect a frog or something.

12. Newton's Cradles fascinate me(I'm such a science dork).

13. I cannot do a "taco tongue"

14. I also have a little bit of an obsession with the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.

15. My feet are so ticklish, I almost can't get a pedicure because I laugh so hard.

16. I love those green clay mask things you put on.

17. I do not like scrambled eggs unless they have cheese, chives, or hot sauce on them. (I will eat them, they just aren't my fave)

18. Superman is my favorite superhero.

I Should Stop Eating Before I Go To Bed

Okay. I had a WEIRD dream the other night. Here's how it went. I was on a ship with a bunch of people I know. Then my mom comes up and tells me that I am going to get married tonight. I'm like "whoa to who?" and she says "you'll see" so I wait for a while and my dream goes way off track and I won't take time to describe that part(I'll just say it had something to do with Camp Blue Haven, one of the guy counselors, and a water fountain in middle of the woods)and it finally continues. I'm back on the ship and I finally get to meet the guy and it's this guys I've never seen before. He had red hair and my mom said his name was Scott. I'm serious. I had really never seen this guy before. I totally made up the face. so anyway, I go get my wedding dress on and he has a tuxedo on. We are walking down the street trying to get to know eachother, because we are getting married and all and I see my youth minister walking toward us. Gary comes up and says, "You need to get to know each other a little more. Here's $20. Go to Steak and Shake" So me and this guy Scott go to Steak and Shake in our wedding clothes and in my dream I remember feeling that everyone was looking at us. I don't remember the wedding but I remember the reception. :) It was on the deck of the ship. Then I woke up. Isn't that crazy? My mom said it would be weird if I met someone who looked like that named Scott. I should definitely not go up to him and say, "Hi, I'm Hannah. When I was 16 I dreamed I had an arranged marriage with you." That would be a definite turn off. :)

A Fairy Tale For All Little Girls

Once upon a time,
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in a land far away,
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a beautiful, independent,
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self-assured princess
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happened upon a frog as she sat,
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contemplating ecological issues
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on the shores of an unpolluted pond
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in a verdant meadow near her castle.
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The frog hopped into the princess' lap
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and said: "Elegant Lady,
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I was once a handsome prince,
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until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
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One kiss from you, however,
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and I will turn back
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into the dapper, young prince that I am
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and then, my sweet, we can marry
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and set up housekeeping in your castle
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with my mother,
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where you can prepare my meals,
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clean my clothes, bear my children,
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and forever
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feel grateful and happy doing so."
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That night,
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as the princess dined sumptuously
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on lightly sautied frog legs
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seasoned in a white wine
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and onion cream sauce,
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she chuckled and thought to herself:
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I don't stinking think so.


Just kidding! That is what i really want to do except for the live with his mother thing. I read this on a girls xanga and copied it. I thought it was funny. I hope you enjoy.

A Little Relient K

High Of 75
Relient K
We were talking together I said, "what's up with this weather?"
Dont know whether or not How sad I just got
'Cause on my own volition. What if I'm just missing the sun
And tomorrow, I know, Will be rainy at best.
And the forecast, I know, Is that I'll be depressed.
But I'll wait outside Hopin that I'll catch sight of the sun.
[Chorus:] Because on and off, The clouds have fought
Their controll over the sky
And lately the weather
Has been so Bi-polar
And Consequently so have I
And now I'm sunny with a High of 75
Since You took my heavy heart
And made it light
And its funny how you find
You enjoy your life
When you're happy to be alive

[Chorus]

And the temprature is freezing
And then, after dark,
There is a cold frost sweeping
In over my heart
And we might break up
If I dont wake up to the sun

[Chorus]

Sunny with a High of 75
Since You took my heavy heart
And made it light (made it light)
And its funny how you find You enjoy your life
When you're happy to be...
Alive

what a girl said

Today I was in a little bit of a bad mood. This weekend, my bag was lost or stolen. It had some snacks and my script for the play I'm in. It was also one of my favorite bags. And my left eye hurts because I have a stye in it. So anyway, I was contemplating these two things and I guess I look a little grumpy when I contemplate because this girl said to me, "Hey, are you sad or something, because you are always singing and today you are not." It made me think a little bit. I AM always singing and not ever really thinking about it. I LOVE to sing. I sing when I am happy or have to (like a performance or something). It's fun fun fun.

In Christ Alone

Newsboys \ In Christ Alone

In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
‘Til on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground
His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt of life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
‘til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand

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Does anyone even read my blog? Does anyone even care? I have like, three comments and one is spam!

An 9th grade paper of mine that I found

"The World From the Viewpoint of a Pencil"
I am created when the wood from the tree is sent to the factory and I am manufactured. Packaged in a box, I am sent to and offce supplies store where I am bought by an anxious mother for her child's first day of first grade.Clutched in his sweaty hands, I am taken to school. He steps into the classroom and sharpens my blunt end into a nice pointed end. Shyly, he walks to his desk and writes the alphabet. It's not really fair. Other pencils belong to algebra teachers, college students, and scientists, but I get stuck with the snot-nosed first grade kid who chews me to a pulp with his baby teeth. He presses me so hard to the paper, my tip breaks off and he has to resharpen me. This happens so much during the day, by the end, I am a little stub, not even big enough to use again. On the way out of class, he throws me ine the trash where I am later taken out and burned.


Wasn't that depressing? I can't believe I wrote that only 1 1/2 years ago!