Hey guys.  i dont like xanga. i have to go.

p.s. GEORGIA!! i should have never given you my password!  that was a lovely poem though. .  but you have to add the part about you falling out of bens car. that was HILarious

my name is hannah
i'm a banana
i like things like bread and ice cream
sometimes i even enjoy people named dean.

my life in a box is nice and funny
georgia is my hilarity bunny
i like to act, it's mighty fine
i would even call it divine!

boys are weird, they piss me off
at them i always, always scoff!
hot ones are tolerable, i'll give them that
maybe i'll go wear my tan fuzzy hat.

christmas is probably my favorite time, i never get the blues
i have a cell phone that i'm just starting to use
the contacts are my favorite part
it's funny when i far-what? i didn't say that!! it's funny when i have a cart...

once i had a picnic in winco
it was weird like a dinco,
silly billy i'm not a goat!
if i were a princess i'd live across a moat.

and that is the greatest poem ever.  i'm out, dizzles.  and i'm NOT going to delete this particular post.  because it's december fifth.  which is cool.  20 days till xmas, beeeyotch!!!!

-a certain peach turned banana

summer is here at last! and i'm updating too. whoa.  i've come to realize that high school years have so much drama. it seems there is always some little thing. sometimes its not that big of a deal and other times its something that you cant get your mind off of, and you cry yourself to sleep thinking, why can't life be perfect? why does this have to happen? but the truth is, if everything went just the way you wanted it all the time life would be an incredable bore. i mean really. whats living with out danger, risk, adventure, death? boring as hell, thats what. well that's my rant. those of you who know specificly what im refering to, good job.  well perhaps i'll update again someday...but until then, over and out.

ok. i do believe that it's time for a long awaited good solid update. i really think that i'm becoming too much of a musaholic...or...something. this past week i've been constantly listning  to music. when i eat, when i sleep, and even right now. if the world had no misic i think i would die. Grunge bands RULE!

so a few days ago my friend was over and my dad said "lets go to the movie store" and i said "can i drive?" and he said "yes. only out of the driveway and 'till the main road" "alright" i said. so we all got into the car, and having been a while since i was in the drivers seat, i frogot which was the gas and which was the break. but of corsei had way too much pride to ask, so i guessed. i guessed wrong. i put it into reverse and stepped on the break. it didnt do anything, so i stepped on the gas. no, more like pounded my foot down on the gas. so the car zoomed bakwards at like 100 miles an hour, and finally i stopped it, just seconds away from crashing into the house across the street and killing everyone. it was quite exciting. scared me so much though, it put me off driving for life.

what else...hm...i went to florida. that was...fun. yea. me and celine got lost at night there. but then the nice taxi man took us back. good ol' taxi men.

well it's been fun ol' chap. we must do this again sometime. good bye