Heyy I'mJavannah aka Javi, Nana, Vanna, WHATEVER! :D

I'm 17 :)

I'm OBSESSED WITH CHANNY, STEMI, Bori, Aria and Ezra (Pretty Little Liars), Ethan and Emma (The Lying Game), and Ahsha and Derek from Hit The Floor.

I am a major LOVATIC... I can't have a whole conversation without the name Demi Lovato in it :D

I am a singer and a dancer :)

Follow me on Twitter: twitter.com/javannahev

My Fave TV SHOWS:

Sonny With A Chance

Gossip Girl

Zoey 101

Jonas

Pretty Little Liars

The Lying Game (I'm HOOKED TO IT! HAHA)

Victorious

Snapped

Secret Lives of Stepford Wives

Hit The Floor

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Someone Else Shares Your Pain

Sonny and Chad's House:http:///NR/rdonlyres/edaen2xpr73domy56sk7dxt3srdqjtl6z53wxe4nj26zxff62xt3nf6qgrj2m5iv6i3wefwgqn7siydwtmbczklxxeb/Wisconsinfedbrickelev.jpg

Sonny and Chad's Kitchen:http:///img/white-kitchen-wooden-flooring-neil-lerner.jpg

Sonny's Living Room:http:///img/butter-blue-brown-interior.jpg

Anna's House:http:///media/originals/floor_plan_AlpneMeadow_i600.jpg

Anna's Bedroom:http:///img/pink-wall.jpg

Anna's Kitchen:http:///img/wenge-kitchen-wooden-floor-sns-collection.jpg

Anna's Living Room:http:///img/turquoise-brown-interior.jpg

Someone Else Shares Your Pain: http:///photos/62562746@N03/sets/72157626722140648/with/5708577888/

I, Sonny Munroe and Chad's Snobby Parents:

Bela and Audrey: http:///2012/01/18/vic.jpg

Chad's backyard: http:///wp-content/uploads/2011/05/019.jpg

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying"I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to."It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry.But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''My heart nearly stopped.The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me"I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.""I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?''"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me!''"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''"My mommy loves white roses."A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my basket.I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.Then I remembered a local newspaper article: 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a little girl.The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life- assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before burial.She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched you. have a heart.

a friend emailed this to me and it was very emotional for me to read here is why:

A Return is Requested...You'll see why.

Breakfast at McDonald's

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.

The last class I had to take was Sociology.

The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.

Her last project of the term was called, 'Smile.'

The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions..

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake,
literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning.

It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.

We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then
even my husband did.

I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.

As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.

As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'

His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.

He said, 'Good day' as he counted the few coins he had been clutching..

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.

I held my tears as I stood there with them.

The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.

He said, 'Coffee is all Miss' because that was all they could afford.. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something... He just wanted to be warm).

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes.
That is when I noticed all eyes in the
restaurant were set on me, judging
my every action.

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand.

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.'

I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, 'I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.'

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, 'That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope..'

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.

We are not church goers, but we are believers.

That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.

I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it.
Then she looked up at me and said, 'Can I share this?'

I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.
She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and bein= g part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son,the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to

LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS -
NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.

There is an Angel sent to watch over you.

In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over..

An Angel wrote:

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart
To handle yourself, use your head..
To handle others, use your heart.

God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
Send it back, you'll see why !

A box of gold

With a secret inside

that has never been told

This box is priceless

but as I see

The treasure inside is

precious to me

Today I share this

treasure with thee

It's the treasure of
friendship you've
given me.

If this comes back to you

then you'll have a friend

for life but, if this

becomes deleted, you are

not a friend.

Send this to everyone you

consider a friend!

please post these if you have faith in whay God does for people and the miracles he makes

DIFFERENCES BETWEEN LOVE AND LIKE

In front of the person you love, your heart beats faster
But in front of the person you like , you get happy.

In front of the person you love, winter seems like spring
But in front of the person you like, winter is just a beautiful winter.

If you look into the eyes of the one you love, you blush
But if you look into the eyes of the one you like, you smile.

In front of the person you love, you can' t say everything on your mind
But in front of the person you like, you can.

In front of the person you love, you tend to get shy
But in front of the person you like, you can show your ownself.

Then person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes.

When the one you love is crying, you cry with them
But when the one you like is crying, you end up comforting.

The feeling of love starts from the eye
And the feeling of like starts from the ear.

So if you stop liking a person you used to like
All you need to do is cover your ears,
But if you try to close your eyes
Love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever after.

When you call my heart stops beating.And when you're gone my heart won't stop bleeding

I'M SORRY that you think the Jonas Brothers are gay and only because they don't talk about hooking up with girls in their music.

I'M SORRY that you think they are pansies, and only because they aren't cussing at us through their music.

I'M SORRY that you joke at me for being in love with them and only because you don't know them, and haven't given them a chance.

I'M SORRY That they call girls beautiful instead of sexy, so you think that they are wussies and only because you don't have the guts to call us beautiful instead, too.

I'M SORRY That you think their music sucks and only because they aren't talking about getting drunk or high. And most of all

I'M SORRY that you haven't even given them a chance. You haven't even listened to their music. And you haven't even thought about the fact that girls LOVE when guys act like the Jonas Brothers do, Ya know? Kind, Polite and Like Gentleman.