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You are truly special.
Don't forget it.




wow, haven't blogged in forever. Don't have time today. Won't be a long post. so apparently I can't even use complete sentences...hmmm...the Grammar Wizard has failed.

swankystuffs- lights in pools that change colors.
rumpus- no mo' pizza? :(

<3

shhhhhhhhhhh.

I told my parents the 'secret' I've been keeping for 4 months: I have a boyfriend who lives in Scotland. So, now I can mention him not-so-vaguely on blogs, without the fear of my mother finding out.
I am SO relieved to have told them. Well, my stepdad knows, not my Dad. I guess he'll find out eventually...
anywho, I thought I was going to get in huge trouble, but really, all my punishment was, is doing dishes for a month. Not too shabby.
The elephant is no longer sitting on my chest.

Life is good. School is hot and sweaty, ick. I have my Driver's permit. :D !My friends are snazzy and I'm in love. :)

Swankystuffs- frosting
Rumpus- practicing scales

Forever and ever?

I am an outspoken, sometimes obnoxious human being. I love to be sassy and voice my opinion to others. Also, I'm just very loud and random. But why is it, that when I get to my honors English class, I'm this quiet, reserved, nerd girl who is boring and shy. WHY? All the other kids in this class seem to be very good friends, so when I try to join in, I am automatically not included. It's not fair. I want to be myself. But I can't because I am very intimidated by these rowdy, group of people. The teacher seems to like them a whole lot because they are all very humorous, and creative.I want her to realize that I have talent. But it seems as if she won't because I don't talk much. Why can't I open up and be myself? As John Green puts it "Whose self would you otherwise be being?" ...or maybe this shy little girl is a part of me? I don't like that. Not one bit.

School is a little stressful.
I don't enjoy having this stress back in my life.
But if I keep a positive attitude, it'll get better.
I have to tell my mother something... something I should have told her a while ago.
:/

Don't you hate that feeling? Like there's an elephant sitting on your chest. You won't be allowed to breathe until you get all these tasks done. Until you tell that secret and come clean. Until you are relieved of the stress. Do you know what I'm talking about? No? Good for you.

Rumpus- All of the above ^
Swankystuffs- that one person that brightens your days. Even if all they say is "Hello".

Dis be mah blog post fo' 2day.

wow.
the internet is amazing.
Jussaaayin'
It's brought me to so many amazing people.
Like, best friends. Fo' real.
I have no idea why I'm like trying to sound all stupid and ghetto, cause DUH. I'm da gramma' wizard. yeah okay. sugar does bad things to my grammar.
Anywhoooooooooooo
Life is good. I hope your's is goo. I mean too*. Not goo. Goo is icky.

I should probs do some homework naow,folks.(loljk, I'ma watch this movie that haz Zac Efron. Zac Efron is attractive.)

Short blog posts for the winnnn.

Have a swanky weekend! :)

Swankystuffs- peppermint icecream
Rumpus- Only 3 days o' the weekend.

What A Lovely Euphemism!

Point A.
Point B.
To get from A to B, you draw a line.
How you draw that line, is your choice.
Freehand? There may be many mistakes. Depending on what type of person you are. Perhaps, your line will be crooked, askew, catawampus, but not ruined. Still, you got to Point B, didn't you? :D
Or, you could use a ruler. Get there faster, and neatly. Direct.

Obviously, it's easier to use that lovely ruler. But alas, you'll have to get a ruler. Some people have easy access to a ruler. Some don't. (I don't.)

You can ask your mom for a ruler, and get one automatically. Maybe you just happen to have one sitting around the house. Save your money for a ruler, or draw your line freehand. #decisions

But all that matters, is that you get to Point B. and you WILL.

Then, all will be good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2AHsfytKoE

Swankystuffs- Lunch with mah friends.
Rumpus- humidity.

Excursion

Today was the penultimate (second to last) day of my summer. ALACK! That means... tomorrow is the conclusive, final day of my summer. Obviously. Mraaaaah. (Lately I have been usuing "mrah" as some sort of expression. Like "mrah. this is not fun at all." or even "MRAH! I stubbed my toe!" or, "MRAH!" like, just randomly saying mrah for no reason, cause I'm bizarre like that.)

Do you ever get "bizarre" and "bazaar" confused? Like, obviously you don't when you see it written down, or..maybe you do? but when someone says "biz-ar" do you ever think "The word that means 'something strange' or 'a marketplace or shopping quarter' ? " Cause I DO. Wow, I'm a bit lame.

Anywhoooooooooo, mi verano (summer) has been MIRACULOUS! The weather has been quite pulchritudinous (beautiful). and my days have been AMAZING (I wonder if you are thinking, "why in God's name is she putting so many parentheses, and acting like I have no clue what verano and pulchritudinous means. GOSH. I'M NOT AN IDIOT!")wow. Is it bad that I think about what you guys are thinking whilst reading this, all the time? MRAH. Methinks I shouldn't have eaten that cake and then jumped online to write a blog post. Sugar russsssh.


So, since I didn't really make a point in this blog post, (not that you really were curious as to what my point was) I shall leave you with this: Add life to your days. Not days to your life.

Embrace what YOU have left of your summer, break, relaxing time, evening, day etc. Have a MAJESTIC day, seize it. You've got a world of chances. #semi-motivationalHannah

swankystuffs- Frosting, naps, and quotes.
Rumpus- Graph paper.

Swift

One day, I hope to travel across the world on an elephant named Explosion. Either that, or own a puppy-sized elephant named Explosion, and travel with him across the world on an airplane.

swankystuffs- Nerdfighters. All of them.
Rumpus- losing your hairbrush

Therereallyisnotitlefortoday'spointlessblogsoiwilljustenditwithasmile :)

3 more days of summer. I need to think of some miraculous way to spend it.

Though, we all know that I'll end up on skype, or twitter, or something. Figures. meh, I like the internet. It's brought me to some amazing people. :)


swankystuffs- lalalallala, not telling you.
rumpus-artichokes