Doesn't it make you cringe when people are snooty. I think for me that is the worst thing a person could be is a snoot. I know some people that are and I hope that I am never like that! Snootiness mixed with pride is the worst. I cannot hang around people that up themselves all the time and have this snooty mentality. Like they always say stuff like 'Well my school is better' 'For my birthday I m going to Hawaii not the mall' ' I already have a car'. My mom said that when people act like that they are usually jealous of you. It still really irritates me. I just ignore them because people like that don't deserve your time.
Hanna
When the Blue Bird Sings...
Friday, June 22, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
Peach Summer
BTW...This poem does not pertain to me...It pertains to someone I made up! It is strictly fictional! So don't start crying because I have three brothers and no sisters!
I just put a random photo of me in England ! :)
Peach Summer
By Hanna Jones
Cute toothless smiles
Light blond bangs
Trotting on broom horses
The blue birds sang
Sweet joy of laughter floated through the house
Every one was happy even the mouse
Swirly cherry skirts
And frilly white blouses
Were worn by the girls as they played in treehouses
Noisy chatter and giggles
Were heard through the night
That was my peach summer
Before my little sister died
Peach Summer
By Hanna Jones
Cute toothless smiles
Light blond bangs
Trotting on broom horses
The blue birds sang
Sweet joy of laughter floated through the house
Every one was happy even the mouse
Swirly cherry skirts
And frilly white blouses
Were worn by the girls as they played in treehouses
Noisy chatter and giggles
Were heard through the night
That was my peach summer
Before my little sister died
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Poems, Poems and Poems!
Frame It
By Hanna Jones
This poem is about how life goes so fast...
When your first cry happened
Did your mother burst out laughing?
Did your grandmas heart filled with joy?
Was your father unemployed?
If you were to frame it
When you first started to walk
Were you wearing a tiny pink frock?
Was your toy box brimming with toy?
Was your Aunt having a boy?
If you were to frame it
When you got your first haircut
Did your mother want to erupt?
Was your Daddy late for work?
If you were to frame it
When you stepped into middle school
Did you feel like a fool?
Did you own purple skinny jeans?
Were all those girls all that mean?
If you were to frame it
When you got your first job
Were your co-workers all slobs?
Did you come to work a mess?
Did you spill coffee on your favorite dress?
If you were to frame it
When you got married
Were you kind?
Could you keep him off your mind?
Was there any temper fits?
Did you cheat or have a fit?
If you were to frame it
When you saw your first gray hair
did you throw your hands in the air?
Were you wearing pink underwear?
If you were to frame it
When you had your first grandkid
Did you wear a Mickey-Mouse T-shirt?
Did you laugh until it hurt?
If you were to frame it
When you were about to die
Did your husband hold your hand?
Did your life slip to fast?
Was your body wrapped in a cast?
If you were to frame it
On your funeral day
Was it all rainy and gray?
Did the mourners weep?
Was it all to surreal to keep?
If you were to frame it
By Hanna Jones
This poem is about how life goes so fast...
When your first cry happened
Did your mother burst out laughing?
Did your grandmas heart filled with joy?
Was your father unemployed?
If you were to frame it
When you first started to walk
Were you wearing a tiny pink frock?
Was your toy box brimming with toy?
Was your Aunt having a boy?
If you were to frame it
When you got your first haircut
Did your mother want to erupt?
Was your Daddy late for work?
If you were to frame it
When you stepped into middle school
Did you feel like a fool?
Did you own purple skinny jeans?
Were all those girls all that mean?
If you were to frame it
When you got your first job
Were your co-workers all slobs?
Did you come to work a mess?
Did you spill coffee on your favorite dress?
If you were to frame it
When you got married
Were you kind?
Could you keep him off your mind?
Was there any temper fits?
Did you cheat or have a fit?
If you were to frame it
When you saw your first gray hair
did you throw your hands in the air?
Were you wearing pink underwear?
If you were to frame it
When you had your first grandkid
Did you wear a Mickey-Mouse T-shirt?
Did you laugh until it hurt?
If you were to frame it
When you were about to die
Did your husband hold your hand?
Did your life slip to fast?
Was your body wrapped in a cast?
If you were to frame it
On your funeral day
Was it all rainy and gray?
Did the mourners weep?
Was it all to surreal to keep?
If you were to frame it
Friday, June 15, 2012
Crazy Dayzz...
You know when everything is happening way to fast and you cant grasp time. That is how I feel with this blog! I want to maintain a blog and then I just sleep for a few weeks! OK so far...I have been very busy with Summer School, moving into a new house and working my butt off. I am totally exasperated at the moment that my fingers feel like falling off and my head wants to make friends with a pillow and I want to sleep forever! Ever have those days? On the contrary, I think that I am a weird soul. Too weird. I am getting the munchies right now...I guess I will go eat a saltine cracker and go to the bathroom.
Okay back from the bathroom...I am munching on crackers right now. Yum. So last night I was up till four painting my bedroom, I have dark shadows under my eyes and I look like I haven't slept in days. Like a ghost from a horror movie of some sorts. Scary.
Okay back from the bathroom...I am munching on crackers right now. Yum. So last night I was up till four painting my bedroom, I have dark shadows under my eyes and I look like I haven't slept in days. Like a ghost from a horror movie of some sorts. Scary.
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