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Thursday, January 22nd, 2004

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Subject:OMG!
Time:6:21 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
I just got off the phone with a girl named Georgie. The C.I.A. called me!!! I'm going to a dinner in February that they're holding. It's so far away. New York City.... Greenwich Village... it'll be just like home, but colder. I'm used to the city. I'm used to the whole community thing.. But 38 months?! Chances are, I'm going to go for the tour, and the shadow program. I can't wait! <3333.

Thursday, January 15th, 2004

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Subject:It's official.
Time:8:59 pm.
The 15th of January is the worst day in the year. Every year, all the time. No matter what. It will always be the worst day. My sister's bird just died, in my hands. I think I should just be locked up in a padded room.

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Subject:He'd be 14 this year...............
Time:7:34 pm.
Mood: blank.
My-baby-brother-rocks!Collapse )

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Subject:I miss you, Sammy. :(...
Time:5:34 pm.
Mood: depressed.
It's been 9 years.. 9 whole years. I didn't cry then, and I don't know if I can now. I just want him back. So bad. It's sad that I'll never see him again, and that Twyla and George will never know the great brother they would have had. He was perfect. Wild, yellow ringlets that were so huge. My mom never cut his hair. The sweetest face ever, and just a smile that could make anyone feel great. Sometimes I think I took him for granted, but I was so little, myself. We got into so much trouble.I remember, one month after being home from Chemo, we went outside and played. He climbed the tree and fell out of it. Ripped his overalls and had a nasty bruise on his butt. 9 Years ago today, my little brother Sammy died of Neuroblastoma cancer. I miss you, honey. More than anything. here's one for right now. He was perfect.

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Subject:I SO Stole this from Gabby. :D
Time:12:32 am.
Mood: awake.
Three things that scare me:
1: Being alone.
2: Being embarrased.
3: Water tunnels.
Three people who make me laugh:
1: Britt.
2: Sarah.
3: My mom.
Three Things I love:
1: Food.
2: Good music.
3: Having people around.
Three Things I hate:
1: Morons.
2: Certain green vegetables.
3: Trolls.
Three things I don't understand:
1: Why people are mean without reason.
2: What's really out there.
3: What people do when we're not watching.
Three things on my desk:
1: Three candles.
2: My cup.
3: Rubber chicken.
Three things I'm doing right now:
1: Lip syncing to Christina Aquilera.
2: messin with my hair.
3: playing with Caleb on cam.
Three things I want to do before I die:
1: Something great.
2: Conqeur at least ONE of my fears.
3: live past 20.
Three things I can do:
1: Smile.
2: Be nice.
3: Cook.
Three ways to describe my personality:
1: Dorky.
2: Eclectic.
3: Ballsy.
Three things I can't do:
1: Snap.
2: Sky dive.
3: Read Russian.
<3.

Wednesday, January 14th, 2004

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Subject:Fucking asshole.
Time:6:43 pm.
Mood: infuriated.
Are you fucking happy, you fucking asshole?

I didn't do a goddamn thing to you and you go off on me?! NUMBER ONE. YOU never IMed ME. I never got one. I'm sorry, but you're either lying or it was someone else and you're so SADLY MISTAKEN. I always trusted you. I never once didn't. And I'm sorry you don't trust me. And hon, before you went off on Shay, you went off on me, so don't even THINK for one second you think I'm getting in YOUR business. All I ever was to you was a friend, and I don't need that shit. And yeah, apparently someone DID have to tell you SHIT. and that's exactly what it was. I always defended your ass. I'm sorry if it seemed different, but the people who did accuse of things are still your friend. I find that fucking interesting. And really, it's not my fault if someone chooses to tell me something. I didn't ask. I was told. So fuck you for assuming. HYPOCRITE. That's all you are. " I DONT TRUST YOU AND YOU DONT TRUST ME." I never ONCE said I didn't trust you. So fuck you. I'M the one that defended your ass. I'M the one that stood up for you. It's sad that the people who did say things about you are still your friends. And I hope you all rot in Hell. I feel sorry for the people who see you everyday. I really do. And it fucking pisses me off that my 'friends' would do this to me. Whether intentional or not, it's wrong. There are a few things I could show you.. and gee, a few other people would be dropped. I just would like to know, WHAT EXACTLY DID I SAY TO MAKE YOU NOT TRUST ME, MOTHER FUCKER?! god I hate you. LOATE. DESPISE. ABHOR. DETEST. DEPRECATE.

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Time:1:35 pm.
Mm, well. I was grounded.. now I'm back. If anyone cares.. love me!

Saturday, January 10th, 2004

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Time:12:03 am.
_pretty_people_

JOIN! OR DIE!

Friday, January 9th, 2004

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Time:7:32 pm.
Mood: amused.
lmfao. Ok. We're very bad people. <3333, you! Just remember, YOU gave me the password, and I didn't make entries or anything..

Wednesday, January 7th, 2004

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Time:6:34 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
I. NEVER. SAID. I. DIDN'T. TRUST. YOU. Thanks for listening to others, and not talking to me about it. *thumbs up*

Thursday, January 1st, 2004

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Subject:*dances*
Time:3:14 pm.
Mood: rejected.
[Verse 1]
Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say, around a quater to three
Still so high
Hypnotized
In a trance
From the start it, so butter and brown and tantalizing
You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
So shook I had to catch my breath

[Chorus:]
Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?


I tried and I tried to avoid
but this thing was happening
Swollow my pride
Let it ride and party
But this body felt just like mines
I got worried
I looked over to the left
A reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

[Chorus:]
Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
Oh my

[Fabolous (rap)]
Uh, yeah, yeah, Desert storm, yeah
Fabolous, yeah, Tweet, yeah

Shorty I strickly wanna spank you
The most I gotta do is spell my name to get your
Vickies to your ankles
I'm serious mami
You're fuckin wit the kid
aka William H period Bonnie
You know I'm the type
that be Crushin and merkin
Havin ladies touchin the herk
And blushin and smirkin
Early in the morning rushin for workin
Screaming Ooh My F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
Each night I'm freakin
Ma, you ain't gonna talk me to death
cause you got free nights and weekends
Ghetto Fab's all over the place
Oops there goes my kids all over you face
Ooh My

[Missy]
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was looking so good I couldn't reject myself
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was eyein my thighs butter pecan brown
(I looked over to the left)
Umm comin outta my shirt and then the skirt came down

[Chorus 2x:]
Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

Ooh My




mm, I love singing. And yeah, I can sing this one almost decent like. heh.

Tuesday, December 30th, 2003

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Time:1:26 am.
Mood: guilty.
You're so good at playing stable when you're by yourself.

Sunday, December 28th, 2003

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Time:2:01 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
Yeah well, I'm just sick of everyone. If you don't have an LJ, and you read it, get one.


w/e, I know it's a crappy picture. I don't care.

(Come play with me!)

Time:5:39 am.
Mood: awake.
Someone: Forget sarcasm. You're HAWT!

:D. <3.

P.S. I got a pooh bear, Velocity stuff(perfumey kinda), a t.v., hair stuff, an awesome bag and wallet, and... A RUBBER CHICKEN!

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Time:1:39 am.
Mood: grumpy.
"Hm, are your eyes brown?" "No." "OH! Well, they should be, cause you're full of shit."

Saturday, December 27th, 2003

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Time:6:25 am.
Mood: tired.
retro sexy



You Are Retro Sexy!


You have a classic sex appeal that passes the test of time.

You're feminine, subtle with your seductions, and perfectly tuned into men.

A woman with your attention to detail is rare find and a true prize.

You're an incredible catch for any guy, especially rich older ones.



What Kind of Sexy Are *You*?

More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva



WOOO! Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to more cleaning I go.//music.

Friday, December 26th, 2003

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Time:3:19 pm.
Mood: amused.
Wee. When there's something strange, in the lj hood, "Who ya gon call, OUR STALKERS!". :D

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Time:6:21 am.
Mood: sleepy.
Dude, I think if anyone steals my pics, heh...I'd be proud. First one to pop up, I'm openin the champagne. WOO! The can steal my pics, you try and steal my life, I shove my foot up your ass. GOT THAT, STALKERS?!?!?

Oh yeah, I've had an unusual chain of stalkers today...

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Subject:I'd love you for free.
Time:2:24 am.
Mood: hopeful.
It's not her fault that she's so irresistible
But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable
Every twenty seconds you repeat her name
But when it comes to me you don't care
If I'm alive or dead, so


[Chorus:]
Objection
I don't want to be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free,
And i'm not your mother
But you don't even bother
Objection
I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way
I've got to get away

Next to her cheap silicone I look minimal
That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible
But you've got to know small things also count
Better put your feet on the ground
And see what it's about, so

[Chorus (with a slight change)]
The angles of this triangle ?-

I wish there was a chance for
You and me
I wish you couldn't find a place
to be away from me

This is pathetic
And sardonic
And sadistic
And psychotic
Tango is not for three
Was never meant to be
But you can try it
Rehearse it
Or train like a horse
But don't you count on me
Don't you count on me boy


[Chorus]

Mmm.

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Subject:He doesn't have to be fine, only say he's mine.
Time:2:17 am.
Mood: lonely.
:(

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