Anyway, This is What I Am.

i am:

1. extraordinarily innocent.
you wouldn't think it, but i have not done a single illegal or dirty thing in my entire life. i am entirely clean.
(my mind may be smudged ever so slightly, though.)

2. torturer of ants.
i have a venus flytrap. his name is stanley, he lives in the middle of a bowl of water, and he is my dearest pet. i like to feed him bugs. i caught an ant quite recently and deserted him on stanley island, where he was pushed into the water and shoved onto stanley's many heads. well, when my back was turned, the ant jumped off the island and drowned.
what a psycho.

3. not too bad at drawing, writing, or singing.
i like to do all of these things. well, mostly. i haven't written much of anything recently because i've been suffering from minor whothehellami-itis. i don't know what genre interests me. so whatever.
i'm more of a cartoonist than any other kind of artist. i'm terrible with any kind of paint, possibly just as bad with oil pastels. i have a comic: Dumbfounded: Somebody Loves You (But No One Important). the only characters are bethany, (SECRET FRIEND), ashley, and myself. galen hawthorne used to be in it, but i don't really have any need for him anymore. i'll most likely keep you up to date on my comics, i think.
my singing's not horrible. i don't really know how to sing, if you know what i mean. bethany knows how to sing because she's had lessons all her life, and that's obvious. i've never had a lesson. i've just been in chorus and ensemble for ages now, so i sort of know what i'm doing. my mother also tried all too hard to teach me how to harmonize when i was very young. of course i'm an alto now. thanks, mom.

4. unstable.
i've been put on antidepressants more than once. i'm not on them now, though. 'sall good, i can assure you.

5. half-adopted.
confused?
ah, well.
when i was three, my biological father nearly killed my mother. he left us, and my brother, eric, and i would go see him every other weekend. all the time! well, his first girlfriend, deanna, was amazing. she and her family took us up, no problem. her mom still calls me "grandbaby." well, for some reason rusty (bio. dad) dumped her and started dating this crazy, unstable bitch named rachel. well, rachel apparently told rusty that fairies visited her in her grandma's attic and told her that rusty had to choose between her or his kids. so rusty signed legal papers to disown us. asshole.
so my mom got married to this guy, lyle, and he adopted us.
eric had no problem with it, but i didn't call him my dad for years. my mom tried everything, even bribery. well, i don't remember how she got me to do it, but i started calling him my dad (unwillingly) and still do (less unwillingly).
so that's that.

6. something else. i'll figure some things out for you.

Because Bethany Did it First.

i am making this blog because bethany started it.
yeah. that's right, bethany.

anyway. i'm dani hannes, and i'm here for the sex.