Showing posts with label lizzie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lizzie. Show all posts
14 April 2013
24 November 2012
I see you (◕‿◕✿)
Hello my lovely lads and ladies! Guess what?
I GOT A NEW BLOG FOLLOWER TODAY!
Since this is one of the rare occasions where I do not have adequate words to express my emotions, here is a gif of how I feel:
I've actually gained three-COUNT IT, THREE!-new followers since the end of summer. Perhaps I'm just vain and I shouldn't be writing an entire post about this, but thank you to:
1. Alli Weller
2. Missy-Tannenbaum
3. Manya Sinha
Thanks you guys for joining my blog, and another thank you for all of my readers who've stuck around over the past year :)
EDIT: I just realized how incredibly silly I sound freaking out over gaining 3 followers. Oh well, there's no point in deleting this post now, is there?
I GOT A NEW BLOG FOLLOWER TODAY!
Since this is one of the rare occasions where I do not have adequate words to express my emotions, here is a gif of how I feel:
I've actually gained three-COUNT IT, THREE!-new followers since the end of summer. Perhaps I'm just vain and I shouldn't be writing an entire post about this, but thank you to:
1. Alli Weller
2. Missy-Tannenbaum
3. Manya Sinha
Thanks you guys for joining my blog, and another thank you for all of my readers who've stuck around over the past year :)
EDIT: I just realized how incredibly silly I sound freaking out over gaining 3 followers. Oh well, there's no point in deleting this post now, is there?
18 September 2012
Carpe Diem!
At the request of Lizzie, I am writing a blog post today. Things have been terrible lately, but luckily I won a pencil in Latin class yesterday that says "Carpe Diem". I plan on carpe-ing the living hell out of my diem tomorrow. The reason I won the pencil is because in Latin class we play a game where we all sit on our desks, and take turns answering what a vocab word means when the teacher holds up the flashcard. If you answer incorrectly, you have to sit in your desk. Whoever is left sitting on their desk after she's gone through all the cards twice gets to choose from the prize bucket. Let it be known right now that my Latin teacher has the best prize bucket of any teacher I've ever had. She has temporary rainbow tattoos, pencils with semi-inspirational phrases written on them in Latin, and miniature rubber duckies. The greatest thing about the rubber duckies is that they're all dressed up in different little outfits, and one was actually in workout gear and had a little duckie sweatband on its head. Most. Adorable. Thing. Ever.
08 September 2012
Synopsis of the Past Week
Long time no see?
I don't know why a week long break in blogging seems so long for me, but this week has just dragged on. There is so little I want to blog about anymore, it's sort of weird. I thought that school would inspire me to blog 24/7 all over again like last year, but so far that has not been the case...
Perhaps it's because of the fact that most everything that's been going on in my life is not blog-worthy. Some things are too boring, some wouldn't make sense unless you knew my friends, and others I have deemed too personal to share with the internet. Because of these reasons I feel like I'm stuck in a rut.
Even right now as I sit in my bed, listening to melancholy music, I feel like I have nothing going for me anymore. I'm lonely and I miss Lizzie. Even though I saw her on friday I usually don't see her over the weekends and it makes me emotional. Even just typing those last two sentences makes me want to say so much but I know that I simply cannot. I feel like I'm a bottle that someone's stuck a cork into, and it's so frustrating. This is my blog, so why is it so hard to share nowadays?
Will this post get deleted later? Probably. I'm going to try and practice restraint and not delete something for once.
I don't know why a week long break in blogging seems so long for me, but this week has just dragged on. There is so little I want to blog about anymore, it's sort of weird. I thought that school would inspire me to blog 24/7 all over again like last year, but so far that has not been the case...
Perhaps it's because of the fact that most everything that's been going on in my life is not blog-worthy. Some things are too boring, some wouldn't make sense unless you knew my friends, and others I have deemed too personal to share with the internet. Because of these reasons I feel like I'm stuck in a rut.
Even right now as I sit in my bed, listening to melancholy music, I feel like I have nothing going for me anymore. I'm lonely and I miss Lizzie. Even though I saw her on friday I usually don't see her over the weekends and it makes me emotional. Even just typing those last two sentences makes me want to say so much but I know that I simply cannot. I feel like I'm a bottle that someone's stuck a cork into, and it's so frustrating. This is my blog, so why is it so hard to share nowadays?
Will this post get deleted later? Probably. I'm going to try and practice restraint and not delete something for once.
15 August 2012
Back To School
Yesterday was my final day of summer vacation. Considering it was such an emotional day for me, I refrained from blogging. I have a very strong connection with summer, and all of the hours I spend indoors plopped in front of the computer are well earned after a long school year. This summer in particular I was more of a shut-in than usual. Since most of my friends were living their exciting lives, and were on vacations in exotic places, I didn't have many people to hang out with. Lizzie, for one, was in Illinois the whole summer, so I didn't get to see her until just last week.
Meeting back up with Lizzie was quite the emotional experience, to say the least. Saying that I embraced her was an understatement. It's funny how even though we sent letters and emailed the whole summer, I didn't realize how much I'd missed her company until she was right there with me. We hung out as much as possible before school started, but before I knew it all of our days were up. We spent yesterday afternoon at the park, and we both almost died of heat stroke because of how hot it was. All in all, though, it was really fun!
Today, on the other hand, was not much fun at all. The only high point in my day was getting back my Mac book (our school issues us laptops each school year that we are allowed to take home with us and use 24/7). I got almost as emotional when I got my laptop back as when I saw Lizzie again. I'm just kidding of course... sort of.
Nah, I'm not actually that obsessed with my Mac. I think if I had to describe my relationship with it, I would say it's only mildly unhealthy. C'mon, I have a strong bond with this laptop, considering it is the very machine which I created Infinitely Pi on, as well as my Tumblr account!! Both of these are two things I hold dearly to me (well, tumblr not as much so). Every time I look at my computer, I'm reminded of many great memories of internet shenanigans. This bad boy helped me survive my freshman year of High School, which is something I never thought I'd ever be able to say.
Tomorrow is picture day, which is a day I have loathed since childhood, despite the fact that I love looking at myself. For some reason I always found it rather agitating trying to look absolutely perfect for the photo. I much prefer impromptu photo ops, since I always look more relaxed in those.
Take this for example:
EDIT: I forgot I added more onto this page today!
Meeting back up with Lizzie was quite the emotional experience, to say the least. Saying that I embraced her was an understatement. It's funny how even though we sent letters and emailed the whole summer, I didn't realize how much I'd missed her company until she was right there with me. We hung out as much as possible before school started, but before I knew it all of our days were up. We spent yesterday afternoon at the park, and we both almost died of heat stroke because of how hot it was. All in all, though, it was really fun!
Today, on the other hand, was not much fun at all. The only high point in my day was getting back my Mac book (our school issues us laptops each school year that we are allowed to take home with us and use 24/7). I got almost as emotional when I got my laptop back as when I saw Lizzie again. I'm just kidding of course... sort of.
Nah, I'm not actually that obsessed with my Mac. I think if I had to describe my relationship with it, I would say it's only mildly unhealthy. C'mon, I have a strong bond with this laptop, considering it is the very machine which I created Infinitely Pi on, as well as my Tumblr account!! Both of these are two things I hold dearly to me (well, tumblr not as much so). Every time I look at my computer, I'm reminded of many great memories of internet shenanigans. This bad boy helped me survive my freshman year of High School, which is something I never thought I'd ever be able to say.
Tomorrow is picture day, which is a day I have loathed since childhood, despite the fact that I love looking at myself. For some reason I always found it rather agitating trying to look absolutely perfect for the photo. I much prefer impromptu photo ops, since I always look more relaxed in those.
Take this for example:
This is probably one of my favorite picture of Lizzie and I. In case it wasn't obvious, I'm the dork on the right.
For some reason I can never pull off a smile like that during picture day.
To wrap this up, just know one thing: I am completely unprepared for this school year, but I guess it's happening and it's gonna keep happening for the next nine or so months. Let's see where Infinitely Pi is then, shall we?
EDIT: I forgot I added more onto this page today!
06 June 2012
Don't Trash This Post You Hear Me Hannah
I am not including this post in my Fun Tunes Tuesday series because quite frankly it is not fun one bit. I think I wrote this song sometime in the beginning of February of this year, when I was still a relative newbie to the ukulele (which explains the lack of chord variation and poor quality in general). Pretty much November through April of this past school year was a particularly rough patch for me, because I had to deal with the fact that one of my best friends was going to have to move away over the summer. The stress of realizing I would have to live without her really bothered me. I started to get stress induced rashes and I worried even more than usual (which is really saying something, in my opinion). That is why I wrote this song, because I thought that it could help me drain out some of my negative feelings about the situation. At the time I despised the song, rarely playing it, and I even considered throwing it away. After letting it sit in my notebook for a few months, I revisited it last week, and I am glad I didn't throw it away. It is an odd sensation looking back at the state of emotional turmoil I was in then, but it makes me feel proud of myself that I was able to at least express my emotions in a somewhat productive manner. Luckily my friend found out she no longer has to move, so I guess the song is a tad out-dated, but I feel like it acts as a sort of anthem for that period in my life. It was a time of great stress, anxiety, fear, anger, frustration, hatred, and so many other things all balled up into one. Thus this song was born.
Uploaded from Youtube. Maybe the videos will work better this way -.-'
That's it, in all of it's weird and uncomfortable glory. I would also like to point out that I had been listening to a heck of a lot of Ingrid Michaelson before I wrote this song, and I can't help but feel like that influenced this fiasco in some way. I hope that you enjoyed, and please leave your feedback in the comments section below!
Note: When I originally made this post a few days ago I had called the draft "Don't Trash This Post You Hear Me Hannah" because I wanted to make sure I actually posted this song. I decided I like that title, so it stays.
Edit: Josalyn is one smart cookie, and she suggested I post the lyrics to my song:
Even though I know that you can't stay
I still like to picture you by my side.
You already leave me in the summertime,
Now why must you disappear for the winter months too?
I face each day all alone,
like I don't already know
all of the things this cruel world
has in store for me
Yes I know that things are building up.
And yes I know that time will never stop,
but I still want you to know that I care...
Even though I know you've gone away,
and are no longer by my side,
I need to learn to breathe in the summertime,
and fight off the cold and dark in the winter too.
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