Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Once again...

We have fallen into the trench of decrepid-ness. That too, and I also noticed that my last post REALLY sucked. Blah.

So, I will give you some excuses:

1. Screw you, AP and Honors Classes, and your 40 pg textbook reading assignments EVERYNIGHT, and test every other day. Seriously -- our ENTIRE grade is based on tests. It really sucks.
2. Pointe classes (
info for non-dancers)
3. Job to pay for dance classes
4. Hip-Hop Dance Co. at East High
5. My computer got completely re-formatted after Internet Explorer broke (why I couldn't blog forever)
And now, what's new?
1. I got into Hip-Hop Dance Company and East High. Yeah, there's a gangster inside of my extremely pasty body. We're going to change the name to East High Dance Crew (hah) because we don't want to associate with the East High Dance Company who think that their own little dance of seduction at halftime on Friday was hip-hop. Simple: They dance Beyonce pop-hop, we dance street dance. TOTALLY different scenarios, and I'm glad of it.
2. I figured out how to do the moonwalk in some of my extremely broken in pointe shoes. Extremely broken in is the key here.
3. My right pointer finger has been completely numb for 6 days, and I have no idea why. I can move it and everything, but I just can't feel it. It's extremely weird because I CAN feel the bone, and it feels like I have something stuck to it (aka skin and sinew) and my animal instincts keep telling me that I have to get it off somehow. It's like having a piece of felt super glued to your skin.
4. I have a love/hate relationship with weather in September here in Utah (known for the unpredicticality [that's now a word]) because yesterday it was 85 at two o'clock, and today was 37 at two o'clock. Without warning. Right at the time that I start to walk home from school. No joke, that was the temperature. I even had my SKI coat on and was freezing. And then it started to hail.
5. I miss my friends Amber and Flan who are both on 11 month foreign exchanges. Amber is in Turkey and Flan is in Indonesia. Check their blogs out on my sidebar -- way awesome photos!
6. I designed another website: A for real one! No, like a for real, for REAL one. It manages hundreds of items for sale, has a shopping cart, and is even linked to Paypal! I think I'm going to cry, I'm so proud. It took forEVER. That's one of the main reasons that I haven't been posting on my blog. Check it out -- it's at You may recognise some of the pictures if you are my friend on Facebook. The website is for my Mom's cousin's buisness. She sells stuff for kids in hospitals, to put it simple. Tell me what you think about it, please! I need feedback. How fast does it go on your computer?
7. I love anime. Ah. Favorites:
#1 Fruitsbasket (aka Furuba [fur-OO-bah])
(the name is after a game that kids play in elementary school (don't you know it? even I played it), but it sorta got distorted in english translation. It has some of the best morals in it, is hilarious, and extremely lovable.)

#2 Kodocha [KAH-doe-cha]

(this one is SO CUTE, but with not as good animation as Fruitsbasket. Ironically, the little boy, the girl, and the guy with the shades are all voiced by actors who are the main characters in Fruitsbasket as well -- they do the english dubbing SO WELL: some of the best voice actors in the world.)

#3 Kamichu [kah-MEE-choo]
(Such a cute style, with a Spirited Away feel.)
#4 Anything Studio Ghibli [JIB-ly] (not including the new and Disney forced Ponyo)
Studio Ghibli has some of the GREATEST movies I have ever seen -- they are so freaking creative! I love: Princess Mononoke [mohn-en-OH-kay], Spirited Away, Howl's Moving Castle, Castle in the Sky.
PS: Anime is NOTHING like stereotypes say. Exibit A: Teen Titans (kids TV show). I was watching this while babysitting and SERIOUSLY--FAKE. Don't trust stereotypes. Just like you don't trust racist or sexist people.
I leave on this note because I want to say that even though I'm in Dance Company, and I dress normal and everything, I don't like to follow normal people. I like to follow my own personality, and I'm not afraid to say what I like or don't like. I don't follow the status quo of my school of "Urban" (dislike that term for Urban Outfitters) and Juicy Couture, and Wet Seal, or just VALLEY GIRL. I'm me. *sticks out tongue* Deal. I just ain't your average ballerina.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Pet Peeves and Drowning

Reading comments on my posts are always entertaining, especially the ones from my last post (I find the whole Spock thing kinda hilarious, though I know I can't say anything really about that, being as hypocritical as I already am) but I have to say how ANNOYING it is that some posts get comments and some don't. I mean, it shouldn't even BE annoying. I don't even know why it bugs me, really, but let me tell you...

Self-pondering aside, over the years of blogging I've realized that the sparce commenting problem is due to post timing. If I put two posts on within a few days or on the same day, people always read the one on top, instead of checking down what they've missed. This is partially my fault because I'm the one posting and choosing when I want to be internetly-social (now a word), but it partly is YOUR fault, reader.

Like with the last two posts--both put on the same day. The one on top really doesn't even MATTER but people decided to comment on that one. The one below had critical corrections but I doubt anybody read it anyway. Still probably think I'm suicidal or something. Oh gosh.

Okay, done with the ranting--now I want to share one of my favorite websites:
It's my hero in so many ways. They have this new game on there which is kind of like Guitar Hero on your keyboard called "Hit Machine", and I'm putting one of the music videos on here because I kinda like the song.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

My New Boyfriend

Having been movie-deprived as a child, I am now experiencing the Star Wars movies - 10 painfully long years late.

I have one thing to say.

Mmmmm, Hayden Christiansen is pretty. Mighty fine. He beats your Spock any day.


Hhhhholy cow... I just looked at my blog with fresh eyes and was scared for myself. That was until I remembered that I had written the last post and 'Keep Breathing' wasn't exactly what I had meant to say.


Well I'm an idiot! I can't believe I put that as the title... Ugh. What I meant by breathing was living. Smiling, going on with you're daily life. Like the song 'Keep Breathing' says.

That probably explains the number of people who came up to me in school and asked me if I was doing okay. Here's how it went:

"Hey Hannah!" A smile.
"Oh, hey _______. How was your summer? Yeah, first day of school is pretty sucky, eh?"
"Yeah..." Smile flickers to polite concern. "H-how are you?"
"Um... Doing great," Now I'm a little confused.
Hand on my back. "I heard you were having a hard time... so I..."
"I saw your, you know, post...." Avoids eyes. Voice keeps trailing off.
"Oooooh, yeah. Ha. I can't believe how many comments I got on that. Csh! I admit I'm rather flattered, but I wish I got that kind of response on other posts." Not so worried anymore.
Peer doesn't seem convinced. "So, you're like okay now?"
"YES. Well, if you actually READ the post, I was never DOWN but okay. I'm really fine."
"Alright, if you say so." Glances my way when they think I'm not looking anymore.

I swear, this happened like six times on the first day of school. People! Jeeze. And they really DID put their hand on my back. Well, I guess it's sorta my fault, so that's why I've got to write these corrections...

Also, you may have noticed that my playlist....changed. Durastically. I got in a fight with music and we did a little 'trial seperation' to see if divorce was the answer, but he apologized and so we're getting back together. Expect my old (new) playlist back soon. My favorite music right now is Muse. Gah! Can't get enough of 'Starlight' right now. Told you my music taste varies crazily. Debussy to Muse, ha.