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Monday, March 24, 2008

Sled Hockey -- The "Tuff Guy" Sport

Ok, so on Friday my family went to a sled hockey game (regular hockey except for disabled people), and I have to admit -- IT WAS AMAZING. These guys have such arm strength and they can move across the rink at really high speeds!

They have a little plastic seat that is sitting on two poles for support. One side of the poles has two blades about an inch from each other while the other end has a small metal loop for balance. Instead of one long hockey stick, they have two smaller ones to propel the sled and to hit the puck. Other than that, the entire game is exactly the same as original hockey!

We were able to go to the game because my mom has a coworker named Erin and her brother is disabled. He is in the Park City regional team (the team that was playing) and he is the all star. His name is Greg and he's participating in a sled hockey team for the 2010 paralympics in Canada. He also loves to downhill ski!

The game that we saw was really great! Greg's the best of his team and the whole audience was cheering every time he got the puck, calling him out by name and shouting. The eagles (G's team) totally killed the other team 7 to zip.

My mom almost peed her pants because it was her first time ever seeing a hockey game. There was even a small brawl and after it was broken apart, my mom turned over to me and cheerily exclaimed, "Wow Hannah! I didn't know this was such a .... a tough guy sport!"

After the momentary fist fight, the involved players were sent to what my mom retells as a "timeout" on the sidelines.

Overall, I would rate this experience an 11 out of 10. It was really exciting, and it really goes to show that even if you are disabled, you can do anything!

Plus, Tom bought me food out of the vending machines...!

Writing

I know this sounds REALLY weird, but for me, writing novel work is somewhat of a passion. I CAN'T write anything that's like persuasive or sci-fi or anything with great confidence, it's just novels or stories that works with me. ( oh, and don't judge from the writing that I have done on this blog -- I'm just messing around! lol)

If I go for a while without writing down something, the weirdest things start to happen. Little by little my life starts to turn into one of my stories. I often find myself narrating my life as if I was in my own book. I keep on unconciously choosing good chapter titles and intro paragraphs, or deciding on a good approach to portray a certain feeling.

Well, it's spring break and I haven't had the usual pressure in my ELP class to constantly produce on-demand writing work, and my brain feels like it's going to EXPLODE! I came and wrote this little post to vent a little so please pardon me!

Monday, March 17, 2008

FWD: Fwd; FWD; FWD!!!!!!!

Ok, you'll probably hate me forever for doing this but....I got this really funny FWD: (don't worry, I really hate them too) but my spider senses are telling me to post it here. Once again, I am previously apologising, but seriously, you can deal with it right?

Oh my gosh, I checked like every single little box in this! orange things are comments from me

[ ] Gotten detention. amazingly no

[x] Gotten your phone taken away.
[ ] Gotten suspended.
[x] Gotten caught chewing gum.
[x] Gotten caught cheating on a test.
total so far: 3

[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.
[x] Didn't do homework over 5 times
[x] Turned at least 3 projects in late. more than that!
[x] Missed school cause you felt like it. long story
[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.
total so far: 7

[x] got your mom/dad etc. to get you out of school. easy!
[x] Text people during class.
[x] Passed notes.
[x] Threw stuff across the room.
[x] Laughed at the teacher The maxweller!
total so far: 12

[ ] dialed 911 from the pay phone.
[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm. ive egged a boy on to do it...to bad he didn't but it was still funny to watch his face -- he was a sevie
[x] Went on myspace, facebook, friendster, xanga, etc. on the computer at school or tried to i know of some really good sites, meebo.com is one (for IM ing) but not too reliable... try it i dare you!
[x] Took pictures during school hours
[x] Called someone during school hours.
[x] Listened to an iPod, mp3 player, etc. during class. * it's pretty easy with a sub sometimes you get the cool ones who totally let you pull your stuff out
total so far:16

[ ] Threw something at the teacher. cool! i will! jk lol
[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.
[x] broke the dress code. LIKE EVERY SINGLE FREAKING DAY!!! boo clayton's dress code
[x] Got caught breaking the dress code. again, like every day, but as IF i ever change
[ ] Failed a class. surprisingly no
[x] Ate food during class.* mr. bancroft is so awesome he lets you and encourages you too! besides student gov. open fridge fridays
total so far: 20

[x] Gotten a call from school. they call you if you miss like advisory or something
[ ] Couldn't go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.
[x] Didn't take your stuff to school. EVERY FREAKING DAY I FORGET SOMETHING FOR ELP! just ask gracie
[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.
[ ] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking. no... wouldn't dare!
[ ] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear haha that's great
total so far: 22

[x] Faked your parents signature. once my mom actually told me to
[x] Slept in class.*
[ ] Cursed at a teacher.
[x] Copied homework
Total: 25

NOW MULTIPLY BY 3 75% of the time! WOW. i seriously wonder how i even learned anything at all lol! but seriously i still get all A's and i am good, just not behind their backs... muhahaha but really you have to have some fun in life, tease some seventh graders, you know what i mean!

Repost as: I SCREWED __% of school in 2007

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Chicken Wrapped In Foam

THIS HAS BEEN THE MOST SLOW AND BORING WEEK OF MY LIFE!!!!

Okay, that was a lie, it wasn't that boring.
On the contrary, it was very...interesting.

1. I learned how to waltz with seventh graders
2. I got out of taking a test in elp because i took the teacher pizza
3. I gave my friend a blog, withOUT her consent (graciellabobella.blogspot.com)
4. I learned that ballet REALLY isn't my thing, so i'll just stick to lyrical and jazz
5. Everybody was poking fun at me because i am flexible
6. We gave my dog a bath with Pantene Pro-V. (we ran out of suave) He smells better than my sister.
7. My brother apparently "was washing the conveyer belts", as he claims it.
8. And my mom is on crack.

Okay, not really on crack but we were in TJ MAXX and she saw earings with little silver marjuanna leaves, and, well, let me just tell you:
"AWW! Look at these pretty little leaves!"
"MOM. Those are marjuanna leaves!"
"No there not! There just pretty little leaves!"
We ended up having to practically drag her away.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Cramma Time & a Post Thanksgiving Note

It's the end of the semester, and like the title says, it's really time to CRAM the studies. I already have one test tomorrow, a math packet due, a huge biography check (of Tom, my step dad that includes real interviews) and in art I have to really buckle down and book it with my Aboriginal Dream Painting that literally is a pain.

Do you ever feel like you are living, but not really LIVING? Like life is sort of a...I don't really know, like it feels like you arn't really alive. Your brain just goes through it's usuall steps of the day while you sit back and rather stare. Your head thinks okay, get up. Okay, get dressed. Okay, time to study. Okay, sharpen your pencil. I really don't know how to describe this feeling, it's sort of like a dullness. Almost, I'M NOT SAYING ANYTHING HERE -- I'M PERFECTLY HAPPY!!! but a depressing feeling. Like you don't really live on Earth, you are just somebody sitting back, looking through eyes for windows as you physical self completes a test with A's or walks to her next class or stands by friends.

I usually have this feeling (maybe it's stronger because I am really quiet at school), but I just want to say that I am REALLY REALLY thankful for the activities that completely destroy this dullness. Lets name them:

DANCE - definately, first priority. My favorite type of dance is creative/lyrical dance at the University of Utah. Some of my fellow dancers say that I was born with a natural talent, and I really want to try out for company (CDT) this spring. You see, when I dance, I let out all of my feelings to the world, I get to give my brain a rest. I move unseeingly, only one goal in my mind of performing a shadow, or a mountain, or anything that my peers and I are asked to do. Dance is my way of letting out all of my emotions, it's a way to show the world who I really am inside. Whatever happens, whatever accidents may occur, I never want to let that action go.

ART - There is something about painting an abstract picture that is so...I don't really know how to say this, but nourishing. Everybody needs a little break to leak out some artistic-ness, and describing feelings is a way that puts the cherry on top. I love art. Everyone has there own way of art in my family, and we seem to be bursting with it!

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

To all the "OTAKUs" out there

You know you're addicted to anime when...
You call your dog Shinji.
You perform a canon ball dive into a pool while yelling “Spirit Bomb!”
Your house has an anime room.
You and your friends flash peace signs and take girlish poses when you are happy.
You get an anime tattoo, even though you’re scared of needles.
Your walls are covered in wall scrolls and posters from your favourite series.
If you use the term ‘Kawaii’ for describing everything.
You try to convince your girlfriend that ‘cat ears’ and ‘tail’ really looks good on them.
You can sing songs from your favourite shows, in Japanese, even though you don’t speak
Japanese…
You spent hours looking through your library for a copy of “The Universe of Four Gods”.
You have legally changed your name to that of your favourite character.
You wear a necklace and fall down every time someone says sit boy.
You insist on having an entrance that includes spotlights, music, and raining cherry blossoms
(while you hold a rose if you’re a guy).
Your only dream is to attend Tokyo U with a girl you haven’t seen in 15 years.
You play an instrument and you nick name it Inuyasha.
For valentines day you buy a stuffed dog and make up your own Japanese name for it.
If you get mad at you teacher and draw a picture of her as an anime demon cat.
ou watch Iron Chef constantly to pick up great recipes (haven’t done it but plan to).
You’ve bought a £20 ring in the shaped of a dragon to show off at school.
You always have your hair covering your left eye and always flipping it so you look like an
anime character.
You think that falling flat on your back with your legs in the air is a normal reaction to big
news.
You shave a crescent moon onto your cats head, dye the cat purple, then take it to school
and insist it’s Luna, your talking cat.
You know all the words to the DDR songs and regularly sing along with them.
You go around town trying to eat donuts and act all crazy-like, all the while saying you’re
Vash the Stampede.
To resolve a conflict, you insist in a duel.
The employees at Gamestop know you, and tell you when you walk in if they’ve gotten a new
shipment of anime DVDs.
ou’ve gotten angry with someone and placed two fingers on your forehead shouted the word “Makanekasopo!” (Special beam cannon or light of death) and then poked them in the eye.
You waste countless amounts of hair gel to get that “Goku look”.
You map out points in Tokyo where the Dragons of Earth might attack
You believe it is possible for a person to be severely beaten in the head with a large hammer, stick, etc…And still come out alive.
You have a moment of confusion whenever you go to school because there are no girls in those tiny little skirts that come with their school uniform.
You yell out ‘Baka hanyou Inu-Yasha!’ at your birthday party and everyone (except your parents) knows you’re talking to your boyfriend.
You tell your parents you need to stay out past curfew to save the colonies.
Each time you see a stray animal, you turn your hat sideways and throw one of those plastic Pokeballs Burger King was giving out in their kids’ meals yelling, “POKEBALL, GO!”
You add “no da” to the end of all statements you make.
The majority of your CDs are Japanese or the English version of a Japanese soundtrack or the English soundtrack of an anime that just decided that it would use English in its songs.
You misplace your manga and someone at school you don’t even know gives it to you saying they knew it was yours.
You incorporate Japanese, somehow, into every class.
You can sing songs from your favourite shows, in Japanese, even though you don’t speak Japanese…
You use random Japanese words such as baka, kawaii, and hentai.
You try to read every book from right to left.
You take a break from watching anime to go to your computer (nicknamed Lord Conti) to download anime (for previewing purposes only!), while visiting your favourite anime forum, while listening to Japanese web radio…
You call your parents Oka-san and Otou-san.
You say “ITADAKIMASU!!” before you eat your meals.
You think that locket your boyfriend gave you will turn you into a magical girl.
You’ll risk grounding to get a good new fanfic.
You constantly say “w00p” after almost every sentence.
You insist on chopsticks for everyday use.
Your bookshelf is filled with anime boxed sets and no books.
ou stop listening to the radio because English makes no sense to you anymore and it’s your first spoken language.
You call yourself “otaku.”
All of your family portraits have been altered to the proper super large eye size.
Random battles seem to erupt wherever you go.
You take the time to write messages on your cigarettes, only to burn them right away.
Your dreams are animated.
You naru punch all the guys at school, and then wonder why they don’t follow you around like keitaro (kay-TAR-oh) follows naru.
You hold your eyes really wide all day trying to make them stay big.
Duct tape is really funny to you and most of your threats involve taping people to walls.
When you’re washing dishes you yell out “SUPAH WAVE SMASHUH!” or any water attack.
You run out of space on your computer because the hard drive is taken up by hundreds of anime episodes, mp3s, midis, and music videos.
You spend all night trying to figure out how many people you can get to go in with you on buying the complete collection of Sailor Moon episodes in Japanese.
You spend your whole spring break working on an anime webpage.
You expect to see a teardrop over someone’s head when they get embarrassed.
You start to speak with an odd accent.
You can watch two anime shows in the same room at the same time and still have the TV off. You know your favourite character’s blood type.
Knowing Sailor Moon helps you on an Astronomy test.

If you actually get these jokes.