Friday, September 24, 2010

Awkwardly Re-aquainted

Well today I was hanging out with some friends, some of which I hardly knew, and we played football and went to the pool and had a grand time. But I did have a werid little flash back. But we must rewind a little first...

One day in 6th grade, my brother Colton drove me and a few of my friends around for fun in his purple mini van. It was an adventure, doing donuts and driving around the block. We went past a field of guys who were playing football, and my brother (being the silly man he is) decided to stop and tell the boys he had a bunch of hot chicks in his car. The boys were in 7th or 8th grade, and they all decided to pick up one boy and shove him in the car, making both him and all the girls awkward and embarressed. But It was always a good story to tell. I thought I recognized him, but I wasn't completely sure. I had the impression it was this guy named Josh Brewer. But I wasn't going to ask him, because that's just awkward to try and explain the story if they weren't the one being shoved into the car.

Anyway, today Josh Brewer was hanging out in this little group of ours, so I decided to ask in a sort of round about way if this had happened to him. I started out by asking if he had ever played football in that field, and it took him a minute, but he eventually figured out where I was talking about. Then, before I could continue to ask him about it, he said something to the effect of "Wait, were you in that van full of girls?!" And his friend Thomas, who was one who helped shove him in the car, started laughing. I must say, it was pretty awesome. He probably felt super awkward, but I still think it's hilarious.

Well, there is my funny story for the day. Enjoy :)

Office Supplies

Well I feel like this blog has hardly any of me in it, and it feels more like just my random babble. Which, 98.9% of the time, it is. So I thought I'd add a bit of me into it.

Fun Hannah fact of the Day:
I absolutely love office supplies. You read it right, office supplies. Paper, pen, pencils, sticky notes, dry erase markers; I love them all. Office Max, Office Depot, and other such places are like is a candy stores. I mean, where else can you find paper as tall as you and little note pads that fit in your pocket? I don't really know why I like office supplies... Probably because two of my favorite things (drawing and writing) involve their use. But that's my random fact for the day.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

The Day of Joy and Non-Important-ness

Do you ever have those days where nothing really significant happens, but it just feels like a really good day? So far, it's been one of those.

For starters, I love band people. So much. They can honestly instantly make me happy. They always say hello in the halls, they always have a hug ready, they are easy to joke with, and super chill. So basically they just are the greatest people ever. Even if you royally screw up, they still love you. What good friends they are :)

Another fantastic yet microscopic event of the day involves those people who you know and enjoy, but sometimes feel like the forget you exist. I had several of those people acknowledge my presence today... on their own! Normally I am the one who acts like a total dork and smiles much to big to make them laugh and say hello, but that wasn't required. Not today! It's a great feeling knowing that extending your hand in friendship finally pays off. Especially when it's one of those guys you have a weird mini crush on. It helps the self esteem a little.

On the down side, I do have quite a lot of homework to do. It could be much worse though. I just am not a fan of doing 200 or so AP Music problems in a day. You just lose any sense of sanity after the first 20. Oh, and the one day I missed math, we had an 80 problem assignment. Not super excited for that. But whatever, gotta giter dun. So I am off to do work!

Until next time, when I will most likely write about some musical non-sense,

Hannah J.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Update? sure.

You know, I have noticed that my writing isn't all that great sometimes. And if it is, it generally seems depressed. I guess that's just when I'm not at a lack of words or something. Well Anyway, I just thought I would let you know I am not in some emotional wreck, that is assuming anyone actually reads this. Haha :)

And if anyone is actually reading this, please comment and tell me what you would like to see in this blog! Annoying updates of my life? I can do that. Silly stories? Sure thing! Poems? Already doin' that. My random crazy thoughts? Give me a subject and I will go at it! Really, I just need to know what kind of things you folks want to read. Let me know :)

With Love,

Hannah J.

Monday, September 20, 2010

The First and the Couple

The First once had looked upon his face,
Searching for his hidden desire,
A hint of a passionate burning fire,
But wounded feelings she must encase;
For she saw nothing in his face.

He looked upon another so sweet,
The Other set her eyes the same as he,
One by the other they stood for eternity,
Never apart could the two now be,
Together they seemed so concretely complete,
Once more, The First hid her mournful defeat.

How tender together the other two sang their song,
Twas fresh as the the mid morning rain,
Their love was simple and perfect and plain,
Longer the First suffered the bitter-sweet pain,
She loved the two with emotion so strong,
Though the bond seemed to perfect, the timing was wrong.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

The Shroud

This vacant place inside swallows me as the night surrounds my soul,
Deeper still, I fall victim to it's irrefutable call.
Suspects of it's malicious pain are those who cause me joy,
How can these people so close to me bring the feelings that also destroy?
Is it my lack of better judgement?
The pace of which we bond?
The times of which they be the ones I must fall back upon?
The deeper the connection runs, the farther pain can reach,
This is a vital lesson that only experience may teach.
How pale we all seem to be, in this moon lit lack of color,
The same we all shall be by fade of it's light,
And while physically we shall sit together,
We sit alone by the blackest shroud of night.