This quiz told me nothing, which makes me giggle and feel secure at the same time.

1. Neo-Pagan (100%)
2. Unitarian Universalism (99%)
3. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (91%)
4. New Age (90%)
5. Liberal Quakers (86%)
6. Mahayana Buddhism (80%)
7. Theravada Buddhism (70%)
8. New Thought (69%)
9. Secular Humanism (69%)
10. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (68%)
11. Bahá'í Faith (67%)
12. Reform Judaism (63%)
13. Jainism (62%)
14. Scientology (59%)
15. Orthodox Quaker (55%)
16. Sikhism (52%)
17. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (50%)
18. Hinduism (49%)
19. Taoism (49%)
20. Jehovah's Witness (47%)
21. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (45%)
22. Nontheist (40%)
23. Orthodox Judaism (38%)
24. Islam (27%)
25. Seventh Day Adventist (23%)
26. Eastern Orthodox (16%)
27. Roman Catholic (16%)

Yup, I'm a witch. BURN ME IF YOU HAVE THE 'NADS!
buahahahaha you burning torch people are SO toad if you even come close-
*coughcough* anyway..
Interesting though how they listed the two youth groups I belong to directly under my "real" religion. (Hell, who knows anymore? I'm puttin UU on standardized tests methinks..)
O thats another Thoreau connection. Excessive use of the word methinks at the end of sentences. I've been doing it since I was a wee'un.
On a sad note, I lost my job :-(>>>>>>>>> three people quit and there weren't enough kids, nor would they hire anybody new on..so I'm broke and artless again. Well, not artless but I sure as hell am BROKE. Dammnit now I need income. I suppose I could get a job..maybe..but fuck! I land a job I like and suddenly other kids quit cuz they don't like the boss..RGHGHGHGHHGHHHH I NEED MONEY!
But! The old issues are still printing their butts out, so I'll get those to you guys once its all delivered to me.
And as a testament to the art teacher who only got to work with us for one day (becauseoffrickingkidsquittingggrrrfufff) I'm going to make my artist book anyway, cuz I learned a lot of shit from him in five minutes. Thats what really pisses me off. Andy. The drawing teacher one-year-out-of-tyler (art school) grad that was so fucking cool and taught me all this stuff..and of course hes gonna get fired cuz those weirdos quit. AHH! But I'm gonna take his suggestions anyway and try to find him. I really liked him. He was one of those spirits that you can tell doesn't fit in his skin. It comes out physically, twitching and talking really fast and has a neurotic posture..but you can tell its because theres so much in his mind, so much THERE he can't express it..so he's an artist. And the shit he was talking about..damn. So many people were not really paying attention but I felt like I knew this guy inside out. It was crazy...and he is the ONLY person I feel like I can actually talk to (and I jUST met him ) about what my art is. And he gets it. I knew he would because I got him the minute he handed us the essay about driving down the turnpike and going into a trance and started talking about how he needed art to live whether or not he was making money....I coulda talked to that guy forever and I am pissed on 800 different levels I don't get to learn from him anymore. I'm tracking that fucker down. He can get fired, but he can't hide..

"Nat: And the collection in the house includes all of these drawings and prints..
Bria: There's a prince??!"
I'm gonna miss that loveable ditz. Freaking relentlessdyingonmefbrbibfnvmm
O and its official. Apparel design next year. No madrigals. Sometimes you just have to pick which one of your talents gets thrown down the drain..no matter how much you like it..buhbye voice! You're not going to buy me a sewing machine! *toss*

heee squirrels.
I need to stop watching online cartoons and start making them. If I knew how to use flash man, thered be hell. In the form of me as an undercover secret agent hoboe that is fighting against people taping bum fights for online viewers. But I have to be a hoboe right so I live in a box..
You haven't been to the doctors I've been to! NEEDLES IN YOUR EYES!
yeah, go to my link. Foamy, lord and master.
Also found some interesting matrix paradody, but I won't make you go through the pain of attempting to load that long piece of zip.
I have a really sick sense of humor and someday its going to get me in a lot of trouble. You say the wrong things to the wrong people..nyehh
John cleese "I stood up at a party once and said "the trouble with women is they take things too personally" whereas several women replied "well I don't".
I wish I had satan in a boat to play with..
foamy, foamy, go see foamy..
I adore buttercake but I really wish dad didn't buy it for me because master kim says I have to "trim the fat". This makes sense. I found out the reason why I have good posture is because I have so much boob and stomach and so little ass that I'd fall over if I didn't stand up straight. And I'm short. But personally, I think I look fine now, but if I need to get in shape to be a black belt, so be it.
relentless is getting weird.
I have a bandaid on my fuckfinger cuz I sliced it with a wood tool. Tool. Fuck. tool fuck. Fool tuck O_O spastic playship, plastic spaceship...
Words are cool. I wish everything was words.
PSSeasy more like it. I finished the reading section in 45 minutes and then slept.
Molly eats breakfast with me when we test like this, so I like it! Tommorow we are having a picnic!
Goodnight.

"so then I realized I needed to put more on..heh..moron.."-molly

You know, I think theres a few guys I know that a few people call gross and some of them nobody calls gross that don't deserve that term. I invented a new one! Flaming heterosexual. Flaming heterosexuals are people (Guys mostly) very comftorble with their heterosexuality and don't seem to mind joking, or unintentionally dressing the other way around. In combination with raging hormones. Sage, Dan, Ian, and Jon are all mad flaming heterosexuals. Only sage reads this so I'm gonna just ask him to stare at his shirt drawer for a few minutes. And you'd better learn how to bake doughnuts stupid, just in case my dreams are prophetic. Dan wears tight pants, Ian constantly hits on those youth group people, Jon is just freaking hilarious (and he wears these psycho slit pants with flames). Although sometimes he comes close to just gross. I am under the impression that I am also a flaming heterosexual. So heres to that!
Remember goofus and gallant from Highlights magazine when you were kids? If you don't, it was a podunk cartoon where they go "goofus puts his elbows on the table" and "Gallant does not put his elbows on the table and gets good grades" and the moral is gallant will go to harvard and goofus will become a hoboe in a cardboard box giving blowjobs for crack. Or something along those lines. (postdisclaimer that was a southpark reference. You get it, right emily?). But anyway, I've decided that I live as the subject of my own goofus and gallant. Except replace "goofus" with "doug farber" and "gallant" with "Tyler". and instead of manners, its actions towards me.

Doug: Hey Hannah, Look at this! (insert pencil drawing of doug farber with his gym shorts down and fondling his lil' friend through his underwear)

Tyler does not fondle his extremities in front of hannah when seated next to hear, but puts his arm around her affectionately and looks at the floor or her face with a visible intention of not staring at her chest.

Doug walked up to Hannah in chem and said "your bra is crooked" and proceeded to adjust it by grabbing her boob from the front and pulling the bra up.

*hannah walks into tae kwon do studio*
Tyler: Hey! The class just got better!

Doug: Hannah, you need to adjust your bra again (after staring at her boobs)
Hannah: *glare, adjust*
Doug: Whoa, I said adjust your bra, not rearange the state of pennsylvania.

Hannah: *Walks into tae kwon do studio* Hey tyler.
Tyler: *jumps up from stretching, runs at me, picks me up over his head, starts flying me around the room like an airplane*
Hannah: WHEEEE!

And it wasn't one of those make-the-girl-feel-like-a-sack-of-potatoes lifts, I felt like a freaking piece of paper! I'm freaking 145 pounds of boob and stomach! I wasn't even on his shoulder. dude, he is BUFFFFFFFFFFF>>>
and he tastefully goes for the knee. I don't know how he does it, but its never offensive.
Tee. Hee.

Marisa made my day worth living.

Hannah:Gabby and Tiff keep calling me fat.
Marisa: They're probably just upset that you wont sleep with them.

I love my friends. Nate, you really do need Hannaideahol, I just need a damn in my schedulario..

I live oddly.
Emily says there should be a drug named for me. Hannaideahol or something. Its truth, I bring out some of the weirdest aspects of different people's personalities in one-on-one encounters. Alyssa talks about 10X as much, and we are creatures of the night. Emily and I laugh like loons together. Loons on crack. The Emily I see when just me and Emily are hanging out is the only time I see that Emily. Ryan remains unaffected, which is why I love him. I think we are both too highly medicated to be so much affected by me. Danielle Westermann, nowhere near as depressed. We glide. She laughs like a loon. Sage, d00d don't even get me started (snarfblat). Krista says I make her little-kid happy. Its odd man. You know the one blonde preppy chick that used to be on the announcements, lynette howard? She is completely normal and what you'd expect her to be most of the time, but since she was in relentless she got overexposed to Hannaideahol. We were upstairs in the art closet talking. I found something called "art retardent". We rubbed it on our arms and started jumping up and down flapping our "wings" and going "aurt! Aurt! arrt!!". I'm some kind of speed/hallucinogeon. however the hell you spell those. When people are just by themselves with me, they seem to let a lot of their usual guard down for some reason. Mabye it's because its widely known I don't give a fuck how people are, as long as they are. I don't know. Its just all of those usual restrictions people's usual friends put on them, girlfriends put on them, parents, society, media, whatever..its put aside for a few seconds. I don't care if people act like assholes, because if they are assholes and they don't act like it, they're lying. Some girls call a lot of overly sexual guys disgusting. I think they're just being truthful. The reason girls aren't truthful is because it develops them a rep. Whacked out hormones are a part of life, and while the subject can get tired, you might as well talk about it otherwise it comes out as a nasty surprise. Thinking of sexual inneundos also stretches the part of your mind that helps you with other word associations that you might need for symbolisim papers. Its a creative process. Why it ends up funny is a mystery, but if it makes people laugh and spreads love, by god then BE! OBSCENE! B-E OBSCENE! BE OBSCENE, BABY NOT HEARD!
So I am Hannaideahol. I make people laugh like idiots and dance and possily give em a little zest. Unfortunately theres only 1 bottle of me, and its overperscribed.
You know what I need? Anti-ego pills. Really, I do. I'm assanine the way I talk about myself. But I'll admit, Temma is cooler than me. *check my links muthafuckas for slyfoxin' Temma baby*
Ryans party was interesting, especially when I got hit in the eyes.
why haven't you been to Cletus the Fetus yet? I mean jeez, it takes a dog's age to load I know, but its worth it for funny tragic events. *sings* no one understands me and I like hiTler...
And if you needed any more proof about thoreau being my past life

"I wouldn't talk so much about myself if I knew anyone else quite so well."-Thoreau dawg
Oh! Aaand
"Some circumstantial evidence is very strong, such as when you find a trout in the milk."-He was a good man, wasn't he?