A sad realization

So last night was my dear friend Mel's 18th Birthday party. I love her, so I was really excited for it and sleeping over afterwards with a whole lot of other lovely people.

I kinda wish I just went home at like 1 though. It's weird, but as soon as the clock strikes twelve, everyone decides to be all emo and bitchy. So much drama was happening and just ruining my mood. I wanted to just giggle and dance and have fun, but everyone I spoke to, I ended up being stuck in a freaking deep and meaningful with. I'm fine with consoling someone who has genuinly been hurt, as was the case with one girl last night, but seriously, people would just blurt out some serious problems of their own that had nothing to do with what was going on. I had a friend tell me that she never intended on being friends with her bestie, and initially was just sorry for her. I'm also friends with her bestfriend, so felt pretty awkward.
Then, one of the girls was sad because she mistook the way in which another girl was speaking to her boyfriend as flirting. I told her that she wasn't, but the girlfriend was pretty drunk/ depressed so she kept being paranoid.

Seriously, dealing with last night made me realise why I drink. I don't particularly LIKE being drunk, and often act like it just to fit in and make people more comfortable (I know, it's stupid), so I think I do it for one reason. To deal with my stupid-ass drunk friends. My dear friend Krystal recently told me that she is over drinking. I must say I agree. Maybe I should turn straightedge? but then how am I to keep sane when surrounded by these intoxicated imbiciles? Drama kings and queens are not something I can handle sober.

xx
H

PS. I do LOVE these people in their sobriety and tipsyness, it's just the comedown that is ridiculous.

TUMBLR

is blocked at school. I guess this means that I am going to have to do all my ranting here. I do realise that I have not updated this poor soul of a blog in over a year, and for that I am sorry. But that raises another question- Who am I sorry for?

Let's face it. I am probably the only one keeping tally. I have a grand total of two followers, both of whom would have given up on this shitty blog about mid-july last year. WELL I WILL NEVER GIVE UP ON IT.
Oh yeah, I bet you missed those capitals.
Anyway, from now on, it will just be me and the text. HOT.

scrubs: finished all eight seasons, refuse to watch a fictional world without JD
RAD: holidays

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a little bit of a cry

explanation?

So I'm currently trying to calm down. My face is puffy. Nose is runny. Eyes are wet.

And for what reason???

I was late for an appointment at the hairdressers.

Now thinking about it, I realise its nothing. I mean....sometimes you can't make it places, sometimes your too busy.

And really, I WAS busy.

All the preperations for Ireland (three days) and the stress of doing my VCE is really getting to me emotionally.

Getting home twenty minutes after the appointment time, thinking about that shameful call to the hairdressers to tell her i couldn't make it, everything sort of exploded inside of me and I just started to cry. Really cry.

Anyway, that doesn't matter now. I feel venting all this through blogging is good therapy.

I like the idea of taking time each day and reliving the good experiences while making sense of the bad. So a big (Y) for all you bloggers out there.

Speaking of bloggers, i really like what hayleyghoover and italktosnakes have done with their blogs, making the end interesting with figures and tallys on their lives.

I think i will mimick slightly.

Instead of Kristina's "Office Count", I shall record my progress through the eight seasons of scrubs.

And in place of Hayley's "Sexy" and "Unsexy", I will tell you what is "rad"-which in itself is not rad at all.

So without further ado...

Scrubs: Season 2, Episode 2

RAD: bendy straws

xox

seeing green??

I am eating a cupcake. It tastes healthy.

No good.

So guess what? I'm going away. This Friday. To Ireland.

SUPERRRRR EXCITEDDDDD

yes sir, four extra end consonants.

We are going to see all the relatives and bask in cold weather and generally just enjoy a break from school and life.

I will report back with all the shenanigans we get up to over there in a very long blog sometime in early June.

xxxx

Hannah

English Essay

I wrote this for my English class and thought it was pretty interesting.

Please do not copy. But feel free to par-ooze =] 

REMEMBER: Plagiarising is bad *shakes fist*

Culture is stronger than the individual.

Although individuality allows such freedoms as expressions and speech, such things would not be inspired if not for the many cultures and traditions that people belong to and are surrounded by. Therefore, culture is stronger than the individual because it is these cultures that create who we are as individuals. They mould people from a young age to believe and feel a certain way, lend security for individuality to be expressed and are free of judgement and prejudice of the individual as everyone is from the same background. 

Even when people feel very strongly about their individuality, their upbringing and values of their culture are still stronger traits. An example of this is Peter Weir's film 'Witness'. The protagonist John Book finds himself in a conflicting position where he can either conform to the Amish society's ways or stand up for the honour of others-which is what would be expected in his home of metropolitan Philadelphia. Ultimately, he does as he was brought up to do and uses violence. This further proves the point that because of the traits that his culture has so strongly enforced into him, he is unable to conform to Amish ways, despite strongly wanting to.

Another way in which culture proves to be stronger then individuality is the sense of belonging it instils into its people. No matter how overbearing individual wants may be to adopt another culture, there is no guarantee that the said culture will be willing to accept the individual as instead of being viewed as a singular person, they will be judged by the culture they had come from. Such prejudice is shown in Oodgeroo Noonuccal's short story 'we look after our own'. A nun easily turns away a dying man purely because of his skin colour. Even after denying she was "prejudice [and] racist" the nun still refuses to care for the man, forcing his daughter to care for him until his death. This reinforces her belief that " [Her people] look after [their] own" because had they been amongst others of the same ethnicity and culture, they would have been easily accepted.

There is no such risk if always surrounded by people of the same culture as they offer a security from the rest of the world. Cultures offer a community that share the same language, customs and values. This commonality offers security in the sense that there are so many people with similar senses of values to rely on. In 'Witness', the character Rachel experiences this when she first takes her son to the city and has so many horrible things happen during the trip as warned by her father who said " Be careful among the English". This contrasts to her home life with her family and Amish friends, who offer a safe environment.

Overall, people from the same culture gravitate towards one another. Shared values, languages and beliefs offer security and comfort. Knowing that, the individuals rely on that safety net to avoid such things as prejudice and racism. No matter how strongly an individual may want another way of life, they will never be able to totally rid themselves of the values they were brought up with. Thus, we can conclude that culture is stronger then individuality.

Anyway, that's it. Short and sweet, yet way over the 350 word limit?!?!?!

love

xx

Anecdote

Yes, hi. It's been a while.

Today I was walking home from school at the very lovely time of about three thirty. Very innocently, I was strolling along the path that runs beside the creek when i saw a man on the opposite side to me.

He was standing under the upcoming bridge holding a bag of some description and wearing one of those helicopter caps with "propellers" on top. As I got closer, I could see his bag contained bread crumbs and he was tossing them out to the large flock of pigeons under the bridge on his side of the creek with him.

As strange as that may have been, I took little notice and continued about my business. 

Right then, just as I was walking past him, I heard it.

He called "Pebbles! Come get some more!" to one of the birds.

And that was it, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to run up the bank and up to the side walk of one to the main streets just so I could let out my laughter without insulting him.

This added 15 extra minutes to my journey. 

Worth it though, I just couldn't keep the giggles in.

Hannah

xx

rantalicious

garrrrr im in such a bad mood but im listening to kelly clarkson so its hard to stay angry.

i guess that's a good thing? a great thing?

whatever.

im not going to go through and take out the bad punctuation and spelling, not to mention the numerous missing capital letters. im just going to say this: 

I WANT OUT.

hows that for capitals? its ridiculously true though, and on all different level. simple things like my home have started to really piss me off. my home. my family home. i hate it.

that's very unhealthy for me to say, but its easily justified in that i don't feel safe here anymore. i feel like a target, a sitting duck, at the edge of a cliff, waiting for the ground beneath me to crumble down. Nothing i can do can help or fix it.

And school. I know, how cliche for a sixteen year-old to complain about school. But it's not so much the usual homework or early morning blues, it more like a case of the I-don't-know-what-I'm-doing-all-this-for reds. much like the mean reds, im afraid and I don't know what I'm afraid of. I don't think a 6am trip to Tiffany's is going to make me feel any better though.

but despite these heavy woes that although from my keyboard may be very melodramatic, I am finding positives in as much as i possibly can and am trying to create as many as possible. I'm over just sitting by helplessly because i know that in my housing situation i am unable to help. I want to give back to the people who inspire and care for those who can't themselves. Unfortunatly, when freshly unemployed and in the middle of a credit crunch, its difficult for me financially support anything substantial so I have taken the following actions

1. Signed up to be a blood donor.
2. Signed up to volunteer at the lost dogs home
3. gone door knocking- NOT FUN but for some much-needed bushfire funds.
   

They may be small, but if everyone did small things like those, world suck would dramatically decrease (DFTBA) and superficial sixteen year-olds such as myself would have a lot less to complain about in their blogs.

xxxx

H

i haz no idea

not much has changed since my last post (i mean actual post)

still melting away in this melbourne heat, still stressing about school.

so to find an interesting topic to write about? quite impossible.

I quite hate my neighbours  hows that for a start?

They make pre-tumour Paul Robinson look like an angel.

They make Britney Spears seem like Audrey Hepburn.

They make Barney Grumle seem sober.

Seriously, its at the point where im worried that they might kill my pets.

HATE THEM

.....................

^this delightful row of dots is my cue for a more cheerful topic.

how about Ireland?

I'm going there soon for a little trip. I expect some refreshingly cold weather, despite not leaving until their spring.

AND New York?

Planning on taking the Alex Day approach and having an inpromptual trip there. Once i have any source of income, that is.

Planning on not planning? I'm mad and contradictory. 

anyhoo......

for the zero people that read this i bid adieu

*waves*

imtryingtohaveaverylongtitleforthsblogbuttohavetheactualthingbeohsovery

short.

hot hot hot hot

its 42 degrees today, which many americans may not care about.

but thats 108 degrees fahrenheit. 

the only possible reaction to this is gahhhhhhhhhh

it sucks.

and my macbook is boiling hot too.

again, gahhhh

slight update

Yes, that's what i call it.

Why bother having a creative blog when i can just gush and slush the intimate details of my actual, wonderful real life?

Well, school is starting soon and i haven't done any holiday homework or preperation for when the second of february rears its ugly head. No stationary purchased, no labels printed, no idea where the uniform is........

oops. Must have thrown it somewhere during my 'schools out' celebratory dance at the end of year ten. (God, seems like more then two months)

But through the horrid storm clouds of school and the dreaded start of VCE comes the lovely silver lining that is my resignation from work. No more long commute, shitty pay or general disrespect.

JUST REALIZED! (with the help of my ADHD-style wandering mind) that this is the first 2009 blog. 

Seeing as my other ones take the theme of times of year-christmas, thankgiving, etc.-i will inject your mind with some new year spirit. Excuse the 23 day delay.

       Hannahs Resoloutions as of now

1. Study harder- off to a pretty bad start there, missy.

2. Start vlogging- just something small like video responses to start with, then expand horizons.

3. volunteer-boost karma's brownie points.

reading this back, i feel sorry for whoever will read this. tis a bit strange.

2008. The Year That Was

with the year almost over, i wanted to do a blog reflecting back on 2008. Unfortunately, I'm incredibly uncreative at the moment so instead i will complete a little survey thing i found in a bulletin on myspace. I believe this particular one is from my friend Rachel....




2008 IS ALMOS​T OVER,​​ WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?​​


Lost a frien​d?​​
NO



Staye​d singl​e almos​t the whole​ year?​​
YES



Kisse​d anyon​e new?
YES


Worst​ memor​y?​​
BREAKUPS AND FIGHTS

Had your heart​ broke​n?​​
NO


Had a stalk​er?​​
SORTOF..


Done somet​hing you'​​ve regre​tted?​​
YES



Lost someo​ne?​​
NO, TOUCH WOOD.


Cut class​?​​
ME? NEVER. OH CEPT THE WHOLE OF THIRD TERM. TEEHEE


Were invol​ved in somet​hing you'​​ll never​ forge​t?​​
YES. THE TRIP TO NY



Visit​ed a diffe​rent count​ry?​​
^^^^SEE ABOVE^^^^


Cooke​d a gross​ meal?​​
NO

Lost somet​hing impor​tant to you?
MY IPOD


Got a gift you adore​?​​
YES


Dyed your hair?​​
NO


Came close​ to losin​g your life?​​
NO


Went to a party​?​​
MANY


Read a great​ book?​​
PAPERTOWNS AND JUST ALL JOHN GREEN BOOKS IN GENERAL


Saw one of your favor​ite bands​ / artis​ts live?​​
I SAW ALTARBOYZ LIVE TWICE

Saw someo​ne famou​s in perso​n?​​
YES, SMALL TIME CELEBS.....OH NO WAIT WE SAW ADRIAN GRENIER AND ISABELL LUCAS IN JFK AIRPORT


2008:​​ Your Love Life

Did you break​ up with anyon​e?​​
YES



Did someo​ne break​ up with you?
NOPE



Did you get anyth​ing for Valen​tine'​​ s day?
NO=[



Did you meet anyon​e speci​al?​​
MANY


Did you fall in love?​​
NO


Do you like someo​ne right​ now?
NO



BIRTH​DAY:​​
Did you have a cake?​​
YES, IT WAS GROSS BUT I LOVE THE KIDS WHO BOUGHT ME IT.

Did you have a party​ ?
ON THE PLANE AT MIDNIGHT MELBOURNE TIME


Did you get any prese​nts?​​
YEAS


If so what was the best thing​ you got?
AMBER GOT ME A BRACELET THAT ASHMAC ALSO HAS THAT HAS "MATES SINCE 97" INSCRIBED ON IT AND MY PARENTS PAID FOR NY AND GAVE ME $1000 SPENDING MONEY



2008:​​ You

Did you chang​e at all this year?​​
I HAVE BEEN ALOT BETTER AS FAR AS NOT GOING OUT AS MUCH AND NOT ALWAYS CHASING AFTER GUYS.


Did you chang​e your style​?​​
YES, I CHANGE WITH SEASONS


Were you in schoo​l?​​
YES


Did you have a job?
YES. I MAKE WRAPS

Did anyon​e close​ to you give birth​?​​
NO


Did you move at all?
NO



Did you go on any vacat​ions?​​
YES-NEW ZEALAND, TASMANIA AND AMERICA


Would​ you chang​e anyth​ing about​ yours​elf now?
CONFIDENCE



Did you enjoy the year 2008?
I REALLY GENUINLY DID



=]

IM EXCITED FOR CHRISTMAS

i have all my presents now.


i really wanna play my guitar. its so pretty



and i wanna read papertowns like hell.




and i wanna go down the street and check out the lights





i wanna drink brandy custard and throw out some mince pies.




i wanna sneak candy canes off the tree.




i wanna look at the flowers in our garden like the christmas lily that only comes out in chrissy.



i want to be 9 days in the future =]

spider drawing

so i too can join the club



my spider is special though, it is an anti-conformist orange spider with glasses
<3

Hannah doesn't like thanksgiving

I mean, I appreciate its fundamental reason for existing by giving thanks for all you have in your life

BUT I still have issues about it.

Because:

1. I'm Australian, we don't do it here
2. All the yanks seem to disappear from skype and myspace and youtube for like the whole two weeks leading up to and after.
3. vegetarian. turkey= ewz
4. TV shows are delayed another week. fuck the cw.

Maybe it's because I didn't grow up with it, but i find it just silly. Plus it can feel a bit out of the loop with everybody leaving me like this.


Oh well, see you all when you're stuffed fuller then the turkey that you intend to consume.

xx



XD

shortest blog everrrrrrr

.

ahhhh summer

shit guys, summers almost here!

and im fucking psyced.

seriously.

im quitting work and school will be over soon so i can just drift by in life.

spending days at the pools with the friends i only ever seem to see in the summer months, catching up with people i forgot existed, finding a new boyf and going away with the girls- heaven yeah?

we can eat chips on top of the cricket nets with j-dawg, scum up glenny with ashlee, get tipsy with amber and go to Ocean grove with the girls

omg i will be able to go to the movies! i havent in months. and i can wear my extremely comfy cossie without being judged lol. i can buy those reject shop sunnies with the slats in them and waste my days eating yogo and jam sandwiches at sarahs.

yep, only thirty-something days left and then im sorted.

xox

Stupid people

dumbass customers make life funny


Ok, so i work at a fast food subway type place and infront of our customers we have this arrangement of salad items.

The other day this chick is ordering her wrap and saying very confidently what she wants and then points to the cucumber and says "what is that?"
Seriously. arfgjgrfj

And its the same after we close. All the stuff is put away and the lights are off but there is always one douchebag who insists on scanning the menu boards and attempting to order.

yeah, annoyings


xox