December 2007 - Posts

  • Dont make me do it!

    I decided to blog about this because it has to do with Red.


    I had a dream last night where it was the day Sarah, Lisa, and I had to do our readings at Borders. Except, Lisa wasnt there (instead there were like 2 other kids from my school reading from Chicken Soup, dont ask me why) and we weren't at Borders. We were actually supposed to be reading in front of our ENTIRE school in the auditorium, lol. Amy was in my dream too (yea!) and she handed me Red with a few little notes in it because I wasnt supposed to read my entire essay. So Sarah and I are sitting, waiting for our turn and I wanted to go and read my essay to myself so I look for my book and I cant find it! So im slightly freaking out that I cant find my book and then I go into another dream. But in the back of my mind I remember that we are reading at borders in front of a smaller crowd, and I calm down a little. It's kind of weird that I had this dream though because Im not actually nervous of reading at Borders. Im not. Seriously. But reading in front of my whole school, yea that would be extremely scary (Dont make me do it, Amy! lol)


    Oh, and Sarah and I should get the award for best daughters on the face of the planet. We should, really. It was our Dad's birthday yesterday and I actually hadn't done any of my christmas shopping yet, period. So Sarah and I went to the bank, I grabbed $60 and Sarah, $20 so we could have lunch. We ate lunch and then we were going to go to Kmart because that's where I saw Sarah's christmas present. Sarah was driving but she missed the turn onto the right street so she went on the next one which happened to be I-94, lol. Then she missed the exit we were supposed to get off at so she took the next one  and we didnt know which way to turn so we took this really odd street which happened to bring us to this one strip mall about 2 minutes from our house. Crazy. So we went into Target to look around instead, I grabbed Sarah's present, but then we spotted this ping pong table on sale for like $109.99. Our dad LOVES ping pong and he has always wanted a table. We only had about $66 in cash, but we also had like $50 in target giftcards from our sweet 16 party. Low and behold, we were like $3 short of that ping pong table. Good thing we were 2 minutes from our house!!!!!! So Sarah drove home, grabbed the extra cash and we bought the ping pong table for our dad. Oh yes. lol, Sarah's car is a Cabrio convertable, and the only way it would fit in our car is if we drove with the top down, lol. In like 30 degreee whether. xD So we drove the table to our Dad's work where they were having the staff christmas party and we showed it to him and he was thrilled. :D


    That ping pong table almost seemed like fate, didnt it? OH! and I forgot to mention, when we went to eat, we went to this coney island and they were having a special on hummous, which I love. So I wanted to get some hummous but they were out. But if I did get hummous, we would have been about $7 short of the price instead, and I dont know, we might have not gotten it because we were that much farther away from the price. You never know. :o lol

  • Russian romantics

    HA! Omigosh, it was so funny!


    You see, we are having our kitchen completely re-done so there have been guys over every weekday doing the floor, the cabinets, the walls, etc. So this morning I came downstairs and there were 2 guys here doing something for the walls. Im pretty sure they were russian, but anyways I come downstairs and one of them asks for a glass of water and when I come back with it he looks at me for the first time and he is like, "Oh! Hi! What is your name?!", "Looking good Hannah!", "How old are you?!", "Aww, young. Oh well, looking good!". It was so funny! Then Sarah came upstairs and sat with me on the couch and like every 5 seconds that guy kept stealing a glance at the two of us from the kitchen. lol.

  • Ducky!

    Yesterday my marching band held a fundraiser at Mongolian BBQ to raise money to send us to Washington (we were invited to play in their memorial day parade! HUGE honor, seriously).


    We had guest grillers of course: Our band director, our old, middle school band director, the MAYOR! and I think someone's dad as well. I think we were seriously jipped though. We got all the money from the tip jars between like 6 pm and 8 pm. Now, because of the band, the place was PACKED. No way in hell could Mongolian BBQ get that many people to eat there on a monday night. We should have recieved a cut of the profits. But anyways, some of the boys also went around the restaurant singing carols! They made about $100 in tips, no joke! We also sold lots of raffle tickets for the 50/50 and cookies and other merchandise like "Yea Band!" pins, lol. We made about $2000. Not bad, but we should have gotten more. :\


    I have decided that I really want more piercings. Now, don't flip out, I don't mean anything like my tongue or my nose or even my belly button. Just more on my ears. I already have my lobes pierced, and I persuaded my mother to let me get the cartiladge pierced in my right ear. Just my right ear. So my head is all lop-sided in terms of # of earings. She wont let me get anymore until im 18. I have come VERY close to just getting some ice cubes, alcohol and a needle and doing it myself, but from what I've read online, piercing your cartilade at home is very risky. SOOO.... my grandmother and my uncle are coming to stay with us for christmas and I am going to try to persuade my grandmother to take me to get AT LEAST the other ear done. If im really lucky I may be able to get one more in the right and then 2 in the left, but that may be pushing it. My ears just look weird right now. I bought a 12-pair set of earings yesterday from Hot Topic, they were on clearance for like $4. Lol, I have a little yellow ducky in right now xD


    Sarah is trying to convince me to get "sweep-to-the-side bangs". She was playing with my hair on the couch and she's like "OMG Hannah! DONT MOVE!", while she ran to get her camera phone and take a picture to show me how I look with them. I think I look like a man, but she loves it and says it's just because im not used to it.


    Yesterday I was lying on the couch and Ben came over and layed next to me with his head on my elbow. He smelled so badly of cigarettes. I wanted to say "Get the f*** off me, you smell like cancer", not to mention the fact his friend stole my ipod and he never said sorry for it, but I just didnt. I dont like being mean, well, sometimes. No, almost all of the time. Im just a nice person (and very humble, cant you tell? lol)

  • Shaking

    My brother's friend stole my ipod right off my computer desk today. When I noticed it missing I called my mother and my dad first to ask if they had borrowed it, but I knew the truth anyways.


    Ben did feel guilty at first though. When I called him after my parents, I didnt come right out and say it was missing, I just asked if he borrowed it like I did my parents. He was at work so he just said no and then hung up. About 20 minutes later he called me back and we had this nice little conversation:


    "Hey, since your ipod is missing, what do you want for christmas? An ipod nano?"

    I asked him why would I want an ipod nano if I already have an ipod.

    "Well if you cant find it, what do you want for christmas?"

    I asked him why I wouldnt be able to find it.

    "Look, im just trying to do something fucking nice for you, now what do you want for christmas?"

    I sighed. I told him I dont know what I want for christmas. Then he hung up.


    Its funny because neither of my parents called Ben after I called them the first time. They didnt tell him it was missing either. So when I called Ben and asked him if he borrowed it, he put 2 and 2 together and that's why he called me back. Because he realized he made a mistake trusting this friend of his.


    But then Ben started to think only about himself. He didnt want to be blamed so he started changing his story. First he tells my parents that Yes, he and his friend came over, but they never went downstairs. Next, it was "We only went downstairs so I could get a clean shirt". Then later it was "No, my friend didnt come over today, it was yesterday that he came over, so it couldnt have been him, I got confused."


    I had a concert tonight. When I came home Ben was eating in the kitchen. He didnt say anything to me when I walked in. He is never going to apologize now. His story goes along the path that it wasnt his fault, so he shouldnt say sorry.


    I feel very strange right now as I am writing this. I am not a material person so I dont really care if Ben buys me a new ipod or not. I dont think I would accept it even if he did. I feel so betrayed. Im shaking all over. I feel lightheaded. Ive never felt this way before. I feel sick.


    Im not mad. Not mad at all. Maybe this is what heartbreak feels like. I hated Ben, but I still loved him. He wont say sorry. He isnt going to confront his friend. He probably wont even mention it. He will still hang out with this kid. After selling my ipod he'll probably even split the alchohol or drugs he buys with Ben. I wont leave my new digital camera by my computer anymore in case Ben decides to invite him in again.


    Im still shaking. Im not crying. Its a waste of time. Crying is when you are sad and I am not sad.


    I dont want my parents to buy me a new ipod. They gave me that ipod for christmas last year. How funny. They shouldnt have to buy me a new one. I'd rather buy it myself. My throat feels constricted and I am still shaking. I dont know if I am making myself shake or if it really is my body doing it. Shaking to the point that my legs are twitching.


    Ben has never read my essay in Red. He probably never will.