Bottom 40 Because I'm a Lazy Butt

Remember when I made that post talking about my goals for posting this summer? 

Hah.

Hahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

None of those things are happening and I know I should be ashamed of myself, but, yeah, I'm not. Sorry.

I figured I should at least update with something this week, so I figured why not whip up a Bottom 40*. At least another post is guaranteed this week, because I'll have to think of a Top 40 as well to go along with this.

*I linked to my Bottom 40 tag but some of those posts aren't actually Bottom 40 lists. They're just things I wrote about that pissed me off.

Hannah's Totally Unnecessary Bottom 40

1. Being sweaty (now that summertime is in full swing I have been reminded of this)

2. That nickelodeon never plays my favorite episodes of Spongebob or The Fairly Odd Parents. 

3. The fact that is has been almost a full year and I still haven't gotten around to finishing "The Good Earth". 

4. When I'm working on friendship bracelets and the strings get tangled and all I want to do is set it on fire.

5. My ukulele is perpetually out of tune.

6. My favorite socks are starting to get a hole in them (I am sensing a 'legacy' post will be  in our near future)

7. My nail beds are really unpleasant to look at. 

8. The fact that it's summer and I haven't hung out with my friends in such a long time. 

9. Snow cones

10. Those moments where I make a joke and no one laughs.

11. Being interrupted.

12. The t.v. show "American Dad". I think it's not funny and it's sort of pointless.

13. Realizing I'm sort of a hypocrite for saying American Dad is pointless yet I religiously watch Spongebob

14. The fact that my first OTP was Cosmo<3Anti-Cosmo. That was a dark time in my life. 

15. My singing voice. I have many qualms about it, yet I continue on with Fun Tunes Tuesday. I'm conflicted.

16. When my favorite pens run out of ink.

17. When people I don't know ask me to make them a bracelet. I'm sorry, it's not happening. 

18. The realization that some day Jeff Kinney will stop writing "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" books. 

19. Geometry and all other forms of Math because I hate numbers.

20. Days where I just  am sort of angry from the time I wake up until I go to bed.

21. Accidentally wasting all day on the internet (well, this one sort of depends).

22. Whenever I'm watching my friend's livestreams my computer freezes.

23. The treacherous months I spent trying to remember my Skype login. I was too stubborn to just make a new account. 

24. When people try to talk to me when my jam comes on the radio. 

25. The fact that Hyperbole and a Half still hasn't updated. I know I shouldn't take it so personally, and that the author has a life, but c'mon. 

26. When I'm messaging someone and my computer freaks out and the messages don't send and the person thinks I'm a jerk (this has happened so many times). 

27. Life in general sometimes.

28. When my dreams are crushed. 

29. The fact that when summer rolls around centipedes invade my basement and I can't walk down there barefoot anymore. 

30. The Barefoot Contessa.

31. When someone writes a fanfiction about a pairing I love and the fic is terrible.

32. I can never remember what color puce is. 

33. Also I dislike the color mauve.

34. When I was a child I thought that Lindsey Lohan only played one of the twins in "The Parent Trap".

35. Never being able to fully express how much I love something or someone.

36. When my laptop gets so hot it burns my skin.

37. When my blog doesn't get page views for three consecutive days (this is my own fault, really).

38. Days where I eat more than two servings of ice cream.

39. That Project Runways airs on nights I'm busy.

40. Feeling unmotivated to blog. 

I'll probably come up with a Top 40 at sometime in the future. Maybe. 

Challenges Past, Present, And (Hopefully Not) Future

In light of this whole canceling the Wordsmith Challenge, I've realized something: I don't do well with challenges. At all. As I thought it over last night, I realized that there have been multiple instances in my life where I was presented with a challenge, intrapersonal or otherwise, and I failed miserably.

Instance number one: sixth grade student council elections. I had been a StuCo officer the previous two years, and I wanted to round off with my last year of elementary school as a member of the Council. I figured I had it in the bag since the other students knew I had a history being on Student Council, and that I had helped plan some fun events. What I didn't think of was that sixth graders are mean, vicious animals that don't care about your track record. That year two "popular" girls had run, and I didn't stand a chance in that biased popularity contest. At my elementary school they would always announce the names of the elected right before school would end the day of the election. I remember being shocked that my name wasn't announced, and without even congratulating the elected, I fled from the school, tears streaking my face. My brother thought that he heard my name on the announcements and he tried to congratulate me, and I yelled at him, thinking he was trying to mock me. Of course, that trauma wasn't anything that  a pint of chocolate ice cream and a Sister, Sister marathon couldn't remedy. But from that point I learned that when I am challenged, it doesn't end well.

Another instance of challenge has been ongoing ever since I was a small child. When I was little, I didn't like having to wake up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. I would challenge myself to see how long I could hold it in. One memorable night in kindergarten I had to use the bathroom really badly as I got into bed at night, but, being the cocky little twerp I was, I reckoned that I could just hold it all night. I couldn't. Despite this, over the years I still "challenge" myself in the bathroom department. Recently I tried to challenge myself and I ended up almost peeing my pants in Personal Finance after drinking an entire bottle of water an hour before. I don't even realize I'm challenging myself most of the time because I'm so determined to set a new personal record I am unaware of what I'm making myself go through.

In relation to my blog there was the 21 Day challenge, which I failed miserably at because I complain too much and I always forgot to switch my bracelet around. I don't really want to elaborate much on that one, because that wound is still fresh.

And finally, most recently of all, the failed Wordsmith Challenge. Soon enough that will just be an uncomfortable memory. I hope, anyway. Happy Friday, everybody! I'm going to go off and spend the rest of my day on the internet, now. Ciao!

Adios, 21-Day Challenge!

If you recall, I had mentioned how I was growing to stop posting about the 21-day challenge because I was growing weary of writing so many posts about it. After much careful thought, I have decided I'm not even going to participate in the 21-day challenge anymore. I based this decision partly on the fact that I kept forgetting to change my bracelet from wrist to wrist, and partly because I don't want to do it anymore. Yes, I realize that those are terrible reasons to stop doing it. I just don't have the gumption to go and do it every single day.

I think it's important to note that even though I am stopping early, I still was able to pull some life lessons away from it. On average, I do find that I am complaining less. I also figured out that complaining, while completely invigorating at times, is not the best option. Sometimes other people have even worse problems than you, and complaining about random crap doesn't help them. Being a listener is welcome almost all the time.

Okay, my Brady Bunch life lesson spiel is over (thank goodness). Overall, I am glad that I did the 21-day challenge, but I don't think I need to continue to have it be a part of my everyday life.

Not Today...

I decided I wasn't going to post about the whole 21 day challenge thing today because writing multiple posts about it is becoming troublesome, and I want to post about other stuff. Also, I forgot to wear my complaining bracelet today.

So, thanks to my friend Liz, who graciously gave me blog suggestions, I have decided what I would post about today.

School.

Ah, yes, I have made brief mentions of this magical and sometimes quite awkward environment which I must force myself to attend each day. But now I have decided I would delve deeper into my daily experiences there.

I'll start with today. My day had been going swimmingly until about an hour before school let out. See, I carry a reusable water bottle around school with me because I am so caring for the environment like that. Unfortunately, I managed to leave my water bottle in my Geometry class room and continue onto my last class of the day, Child Development.

Once I arrived in Child Development I promptly realized that something was not right. It took me a minute to realize that I did not have my water bottle. I asked my friends if they had seen it, but no one knew where it was. I asked my teacher to let me leave the classroom so I could do some sleuthing, and she agreed (which I find surprising, because I ask to leave her classroom all the time to do various things within the school, but she never really seems to care...)

After beginning my quest to find the missing water bottle, I had to do some back tracking. Of course I did not know at the time that I had left the water bottle in my Geometry classroom, so I wandered aimlessly for sometime trying to think of where it could be, until I ran into some of my friends. After a quick chat informing them of my plight, I figured it was about time I return to Child Development.

With a broken spirit and still water bottle-less, things were not looking up. Eventually the final bell chimed and school was let out. I decided to go back and search more for my water bottle. At this point in time, you may be wondering why I wanted my water bottle back so badly, and that is because it is my only good water bottle that is the correct size for me, and I was not going to let it get away that easily (Didn't you just love that run on sentence?)

Eventually, after some more fruitless searches in other classrooms, I walked up the stairs to my Geometry room. It was locked. I proceeded to loose control and ape out, until I realized that there might be a teacher around who could unlock the door for me. I asked the nearest teacher I found if I could gain access into the classroom.

"Sure," she said, "just lock the door after you."

I gratefully took the keys from her hand and walked to the door that was approximately 3 feet from her desk. I awkwardly fumbled with the keys for a moment, and then spent the next 30 seconds trying to unlock the door. Why it took me that long, I'm not sure. But in the end, like a shining beacon in the night, I saw my water bottle sitting on the floor. I did an internal happy dance, picked it up, and walked out the door, locking it behind me and returning the keys to the teacher. I proceeded to strut out of the school, thinking to myself,

"Man, when did you become so awesome?"

And that's the end of that. I hope I didn't bore you all to tears with this story of my daily life. More to come soon, I promise!

Day One/Two

Yesterday I started the 21 Days Challenge, and guess how many times I complained?

20.

I think it's a good thing I'm doing this challenge. I was actually able to get through most of the day without complaining too much, until around 3 pm. My Economics teacher threw a major curveball at me. I won't go into much detail because I don't want to complain any more about it, but it's pretty bad. So as I walked out of school yesterday, I threw down about 10 major complaints in a row to my friend Josalyn.

As for today, I have already complained six times, and it's not even 8 am! Things are not looking up... :/

Starting Tomorrow!!

I have decided I am going to start the 21 Day Challenge on Monday! I made a bracelet last night, isn't is magical?

It says WWND because of a dream I had a couple weeks ago where I kept asking myself, "What Would Nerimon Do?".  I decided it was sort of fitting to make this bracelet for this challenge, you know?

What my plan for the challenge is to keep track of how many times a day I have to switch wrists, or in other words, how many times I complain. Wish me luck! :D

21 Days

I found an interesting youtube video a couple of days ago by the user Nerimon. In the video he described how he had a bracelet that he was going to wear for 21 days, and every time he complained he would have to switch the bracelet from one wrist to the other. It's supposed to help break the habit of constantly complaining, and I thought that was interesting because I know that I certainly do more than my fair share of complaining, by making you aware of how much you do it. I've decided I'm going to try this 21 day challenge in the coming weeks. I hope it'll work out! But before I can begin, I need to make a bracelet. What kind should I make? Alpha, normal or Kumihimo? Please leave a comment telling me which! :) (Note: I am directing this primarily at you, Jos, since you so willingly told me you read my blog. You had better comment >:) You can do it anonymously, because you don't want to be bothered with making account, but nonetheless...)