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Hannah's brain's fossilised out-tray

Preserved like an ugly fly. Extract my DNA and make a dinosaur.

Name:
Hannah
Birthdate:
10 September 1988
Location:
Just going to prefix the below by saying that I wrote it when I was 13. Which is the reason I'm embarrassed by it, and also the reason I don't want to delete it...


My name is Hannah and I am self-obsessed. I like to talk about myself. To myself, usually. That's one of the reasons I've started this. Another is that I'm tired and over-emotional at the moment, as I've just read all of a friend's LJ and I laughed and cried aloud: she'd mentioned so many things I'd forgotten: jokes we laughed at, fun things we did. I want to start putting them down before it's too late: before I grow up and become uninterested in the little things that make me happy. I want to stick it in amber so that I'll never forget it. (Hence the name. Gosh I'm original today.)

--I have spent a lot of time with grown-ups. I have seen them at very close quarters which I'm afraid has not greatly enhanced my opinion of them.
Whenever I met one who seemed reasonably clear-sighted to me, I showed them my drawing No 1, which I had kept, as an experiment. I wanted to find out whether he or she was truly understanding. But the answer was always: 'It is a hat.' So I gave up mentioning boa constrictors or primeval forests or stars. I would bring myself down to his or her level and talk about bridge, golf, politics and neckties. And the grown-up would be very pleased to have met much a sensible person.
--Antoine the Saint-Exupéry, the Little Prince. (Read it.)
That's what I'm afraid of. And I'm useless at writing a diary because I write slowly (so much slower than I can type) so this is another attempt. Love Hannah xxx

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