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I really wanted to post about this because it is something I think you will all enjoy immensely.

My new college roomate in college. Her name is Kristin. And, She masturbates. A lot.

I kid you not. When we first became new roomates, she did it maybe once or twice and I didnt really take any notice because I was asleep and didnt even really know what was going on.But now, I know. Boy do I know. For the past week or so, she has done it every night. EVERY NIGHT. And you know what? I get it, sorta. We all have "needs," sure. But I have to get up at 8am EVERY MORNING!!! And she doesnt have to get her ass out of bed until noon!!! So I dont understand why she can just wait until I leave in the morning when she can have 4 hours of undisturbed pleasure-time to herself, ya know?

I even did something kind of drastic. I sent an email to my favorite radio station because this is something they talk about. and they actually sent me an email back asking me if I'd like to come on the show with them and talk about it. And I was like HELL YEA!! So that whole thing went down. We talked for about 20 minutes on air and basically we came to the conclusion that my roomate is a crazy-possibly bisexual-exibitionist and this is every mans dream. They also suggested that I go on Craigslist and sell my room to a lesbian who would enjoy such a scenario.

It was all really funny and I had a great time talking to them.

Good news is lately she hasn't been doing it as much. My thinking is she went home one weekend and 'saw' her boyfriend. If you know what I mean. And about her boyfriend. He has come to stay with us I think twice this year? The first time - no big deal. The second time, however, they both came back really drunk and almost the worst thing ever happened. First, he started fingering her and she was all moaning and whispering and I was like "HOLY SHIT THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!" and then they were like "lets have sex!" and THANK YOU JESUS - they couldnt find a condom.

So needless to say me and my roomate are not exactly besties in the friend department. we get along alright, but she does not have my respect and clearly it seems she does not respect me that much either. Only 3 more months though.

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Today I pretty much sat around my room all day. Watched Supernature and Vampire Diaries online, then I watched the "unaired footage" from Jackass. I laughed so hard. I love those guys!! Then I went to eat dinner with my friend and when I got back I remembered the new season of Amazing Race is on but I completely missed it!!! I'll have to watch it next Sunday I guess. :(

Cheers. 

So... it's only been, what? a year since my last post?

Blame it on college. Which I started and all. SHA-BAM! But I am going to post more. I promise. I even put a link to RED in my bookmarks toolbar so when I'm bored and have no purpose I'll see it and be like "well, I can post a blog now I guess."

Did I tell you all I got a wicked-awesome scholarship??!! This is old news for me, but new news for you guys. Oh yea, $20,000 big ones people. 4-year scholarship, I get $2,500 a semester. And what a big help it is, definately would not have even been able to GO to MSU without it. We can all thank the MCWT (Michigan Council of Women in Technology) for the scholarship. And my winning this scholarship has been so great that the MCWT has asked me to do a whole bunch of stuff representing them. They kind of asked me to be their "Spokesgirl" because they think Im so interesting and well-spoken. Go figure. So I went on the radio once, was interviewed for one of their benefits, and just recently I was asked to become one of the 2 student ambassadors for them from MSU. Good times.

Also, this is a pretty good story I guess: I got a job!!! well, another job, one at MSU. So now I can go to school and work, and when I come home I can work too. Money, money, money. When I first started college, I had my eye on a web design position with the Statenews.com, the local online version of the popular campus periodical. Being the huge procrastinator that I am, I did not apply until 1st semester was almost over. Nonetheless, a few weeks later I got a job interview that I thought went pretty well! However, one of the interviewers said, "I see you have knowledge of ArcGIS! So... why are you applying here?". But I explained to them that while I knew GIS, web design was my real passion and my real career goal at the moment. After some thought though, I wanted to be safe and secure in job for 2nd semester so I took the guy's advice and actually applied for a job with the GIS department at MSU. Haha. And then it turns out I did not get the web design job but did get the GIS job. And I make more money and have super awesome hours. So it all worked out. Thank you Statenews man.

College is of course great. I really like the environment, learning and social. To be real honest, I'm not the "party girl" that everyone kind of expects of me, since I go to MSU. Whenever I go home my friends are like, "oh come on, Hannah, you go to State, you party all the time!" and in truth, no. Really, I don't. I went out on Halloween to a house party where one of my friends live (had a fan-fricken-tastic time) and haven't party'd since. I WANT to though. Just recently went shopping and bought "going-out" clothes. I have gone to UofM with Sarah quite a few times and partied there with her though. I guess I just like UofM parties better. There I can make a fool of myself and never hear about it again at MSU. lol.

Only a few more months of my first year of college. It has gone by pretty quickly I think.

Right now I am watching Harry Potter and the Champer of Secrets and all I can think about is the new Wizarding World of Harry Potter theme park in Orlando that is opening in April. GODDAMMIT I AM SO EXCITED. I even applied for a job there, lmao. But only for funsies. There is a good 98% chance that even if I do get the job I'll still stay home and work in my current GIS-nerd job. Working at Harry Potter World is pretty nerdy too, though.

Happy Valentine's Day tomorrow, everyone! Me and my boyfriend, Tom Welling, will be thinking about you. haha, j/k! but really, I love Tom Welling. More than Melissa loves Johnny Depp.

Sparty-on bitches!

 So, on the 26th last month we had our.... well I don't really know the technical term for it, but it was the concert the band has every year right before band festival to prepare us, I guess.

Anyways, everything went fine, really quick, and after they served 50 different kinds of free cookies and brownies and the strangest concoction of juice that you will ever find (we have it every concert). I think it is a mix of orange juice, 7up, and some other liquid which gives it the deep salmon coloring. Always tasty, though.

So I grabbed a juice and a cookie that I thought looked good, although it was like an undercooked brownie at the same time. It was really gooey, so I had it on a napkin and was holding the cookie on the napkin with the juice in my left hand while I was trying to eat it with my right. Well, it is a lot harder than it sounds and in trying to pick at it without dropping any, I slowly started tipping my cup over and straight out of a cartoon, I slowly poured all my juice on the ground without noticing.

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Today, the guy who records all of our concerts and mixes our CD's came in to help me and the other french horn players. I guess he is this big shot horn player that has played in all of these bands and shows (which he told us, of course). He was a good horn player, except he yelled at me a few times because I play on the Bb side of the horn instead of the F side, like him. So when he asked us to play something on the F side, I had trouble because I was so used to playing on the Bb side.

Oh, also, he was kind of a racist. A recovering racist, though, for sure. One time he was telling us this story about how he helped a girl get a scholarship to Wayne State University and he said, "because it is so hard to find a good, white girl french horn player," [yea, of course, any other other ethnicity french horn player would do just fine as well] I thought. He also commented on the "neighborhoods going to hell" (ie, now a large african american community) around Wayne State University (which he graduated from).

I say he is "recovering" because twice when he said something questionable, he lightly slapped himself on the face and said "oh, that's bad." Like when he was telling this joke and he put on this deep, James Earl Jones voice and said something like, "now get me some chicken!"

Even though he is a good french horn player, needless to say my respect for him is not what it could have been.

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MARCH, FINALLY! NOW START GETTING WARM!

 So I was reading jordynt's blog post about hating microwave beeps, and it got me thinking of a rather strange affliction I have with my alarm clock. Now, your probably thinking, "Well, lots of people hate their alarm clock."

But I have yet to meet another person who can't let their alarm beep more than twice for fear that the world will explode.

Haha! Gotcha on that one, huh? But yes. My alarm clock (pictured below) makes THE most GOD-AWFUL beeping noise EVER. It is not the really annoying, repetative, shreiking beeps, that are common with many bedside clocks. But this, I don't really know how to explain it. It is like a slow, short, spine-tingling, skull shivering beeping.

It makes me want to hurt people. Just a little. Like throw this clock at your head to shut if off, hurt. You'll probably survive, I have really bad aim.

But as I was saying, this beeping is so horrible that it has penetrated every fiber of my consious. which is very low in the morning, as you can imagine. I have been using this clock for, 4 years? Christmas present (thanks a lot, parents). It is understandable that waking up at 6 am every morning on the edge of a dream can mess with your psyche, right?

Sometimes I will be so disoriented that I will a.) forget how to turn it off, or b.) completely forget where I am and have a quick panic attack on what that excruciating sound actually is.

Regardless of how dazed and confused I am when it goes off, I ABSOLUTELY must stop the beeping before it reaches its third beep. You see, I am not like your average teenager when it comes to waking up. When my alarm clock goes off, I rush out of bed and down the 2nd floor stairs to get ready, immediately. This is because the beeping is so peircing that for the 11 seconds it takes me to get out of bed, down the stairs, and into the bathroom, I am fully awake. Then once the initial shock of the alarm is over, I am much like the common, sluggish, cranky teenagers you are used to. So, because the beeping is such a psychological assault, and after having this clock in the same place for 4 years, my reflexes toward the 'off' button are so sharp and defined that it is by pure training that as of yet, it is has not been allowed to ring more than twice. This notion got me thinking about what would actually happen if it did reach its third ring, thus beginning the whole "the world will explode", complex, because, really, if it has never happened, how do you know what would happen if such an event took place? You wouldn't!

(It is the increasingly-not-so-rare times like this that I let the crazy take over).

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This happened 2 days ago, and I don't think I have been this angry in a long time.

I have mentioned my beta fish, Tampon, to you guys, right? Well he lives in a fishbowl, so every few weeks I have to change the water from his filth. Well, it was getting around that time to do it. I walked into my room 2 nights ago, and I see the water level in my fishbowl significantly raised from its previous amount. I knew right away who dumped water in Tampon's bowl, so I confronted her. I said "mother, did you put water in my fishbowl?" and she replies, "yes, you were killing your fish."

Then I pretty much just snapped.

Betafish dont usually live that long, but if you are a good owner, you can keep them alive for a couple years, which is what I have done. Tampon has been alive for almost a year a half. I feed him every night, I change his water, I bought him with my money, I have kept him alive for this long. He is mine. So when someone, who doesn't even know his name or how to take care of him, walks into my room, puts water is my fishbowl and then accuses me of being a bad owner and almost killing him? She has absolutely no right to my fish. It is not her responsibilty to make sure I dont kill him. SHE HAD NO RIGHT.

So I tell her never to touch my fish again. And she just keeps at it. OMIGOD IT MADE ME CRAZY.

She doesn't know how to care of him! You can't just dump water from the bathroom sink into his bowl! You have to use filtered water, and you have to let it sit for at least 6 hours, so the water can adjust to room temperature. If you dump in water that is too warm or too cold, your fish could go into shock and DIE. She doesn't know this because she has never payed attention to him before. Just on a whim, I don't know why she did it, she peeks in my room to check on him (wtf?) and decides he needs more water. YOU DONT EVEN KNOW!

Tampon didn't die from her spur of the moment PETA act, but, man, I couldn't believe her. She doesn't know anything about my fish. Don't touch him.

Yesterday there was a swim meet at our school and Sarah's boyfriend, Colton, is on the team so she always attends the home meets. Sarah was pestering me to come and trying to goad me with "there will be super hot guys with abs wearing speedos," but I really did not want to go, because they are kinda really boring. But, my mother of course wasn't having any of that and she wanted to have some valentine's day "alone time" with our father, so I agreed to go along.

lol, on the way out of the house, I say to my father, "You two better have lots and lots of sex while we're gone or I'm going to be mad," then he says, "What are you talking about? We're not having sex!" and then my mother is like, "Lee! I want to get them out of the house!". lol, so yea, we left.

I bought a 50/50 raffle ticket, didn't win the $49 prize. O well. Our team lost, go figure.

So then Sarah and I get home and BOY! Do our parents have a sense of humor! Even though they didn't have sex, we walked into the living room and found meticulously placed clothing items as if they were strewn in the frenzy of love making; such as underwear on the table lamp, a bra on the tv, socks hanging from the curtain poles, and pants, well, you get the picture.

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Are you ready for the next exciting edition of the World Civ Chronicles?

Well, this isn't that funny, more like really pathetic.

We took a chapter test today. But, the last test we took, the girl next to me I'm betting was counting on copying my entire test, because I did see her catch my first answer so I was sure to cover my answers extra carefully. Then after I did that she sort of just sat there for a few minutes, unable to do anything because she couldnt see my answers (someone didn't study, perhaps?) But then in going back over my answers I actually realized I put a wrong answer for the first question, so I changed it but she didn't and got it wrong, lol. It was totally unintentional, though. That test was the first one we took of the new semester, which explained the new seats and the cheater sitting next to me.

BUT anyways. For the test we took today, my teacher came right up in front of my desk and the girl next to me and announced to the class that there are open desks in the back so if we wanted to move we could, to not be so crowded, and he sort of motioned to the two of us. So after a few seconds of no one moving I got up and started to move and then the girl next to me made a little scoffing noise like "can you believe this girl? Doesn't trust me?" Damn right beotch.

So yea, test went good, aced it, on to the American Revolution!

 This month my school started this new policy that they are trying.

Every Wednesday, instead of school starting at 7:20am, all students will arrive at school an hour later, 8:20, and every class will have 10 minutes taken off, so we still leave school at 2:15. The purpose of this is so teachers can spend one hour every week meeting with each other and organizing their stuff/curriculum/drinking coffee and talking about stupid things their students say.

Now, my first 3 classes are not at my high school, but a different building where students from the 3 public high schools come and they have classes for specialization, such as web design, GIS, health science, hospitality, dental assistant, etc.

SO... because not all 3 of the high schools are doing this new policy, the kids who attend still must arrive at 7:20, however we get an hour in the middle of the day after 3rd hour because everyone else is just starting 3rd hour when we finish.

So far I have not disliked this policy, only because now I get to go out to lunch with some of my friends and relax. Today we went to Bob Evans (so not my choice).

But anyways, today in World Civilization (the class with all the ignorant people), we were talking about England's government in the 1600s and when they introduced Habeas Corpus. In trying to explain Habeas Corpus to the class accurately, my teacher was unaware that he would be bombarded with such questions as being arrested for drugs and killing people for close to 20 minutes. Someone should have warned him.

AND I KID YOU NOT - At one point he actually looked to me with a sort of pleading expression on his face.

For some reason the class just could not grasp the concept. And what they didn't get was that everyone, no matter the circumstances, has the right to habeas corpus. So the questions they were asking him were ALL "what ifs".

"What if I killed someone in front of a police officer?"

- You have habeas corpus

"What if I smoked crack on tv?"

- You have habeas corpus

"What if I don't get habeas corpus?"

- Then you are free to leave after a certain period of time if you have not been brought before a judge.

"Even if I killed somone in front of a police officer?"

- Yes, because of habeas corpus.

"I don't get it. You can just leave?"

...and it just went on forever. Geez people, go watch Law and Order.

Last night I made cookies for my 5th hour French class. I messed up making them the first time because I added too much sugar, but they turned out well the second time. They were a big hit, thankfully. I wasn't able to taste the cookies before I gave them out because I wanted to make sure I had enough for everyone, and If I ate one I thought someone would be left out. But, even though I gave one to a non-5th-hour-french-friend, and one kid in my class took 2 cookies, I had enough where even I could eat one. They were ok tasting, but everyone said they really liked them, so I'm happy. Im the kind of person that doesn't like fresh-baked-"right out of the oven" cookies. I like cookies that have been sitting for 2 days and then you pop them in the microwave for 13-and-a-half seconds.

Texting between Sarah and I; my message is first:

"I just started reading Catcher in the Rye and I love how Pencey Prep is the name of the first band Frank Iero was in." 

"ahaha I bet that is where he got it"

"Yes, it is. Which is why I mentioned it."

"Naa I mentioned it. My idea."

"I looked it up on the www before I even texted you"

"I wrote Catcher in the Rye. I know"

"I invented writing."

"I created the universe"

"Ya know that whole 'big bang' theory? Well you see, it all started when I sneezed."

"Yea but who wur daddy? I yur daddy."

"Bitch, I yur daddys daddy"

"Well its my hat, I am #1"

"Everything tastes better with rabies"

We're so funny. :P

 My brother and I got into a little 'tiff today carried out through texting. A "texting-tiff", if you will.

We went back and forth for a few texts, and finally he spouts this little beauty:

"oh and get some friends"

Now, Sarah and I are both very familiar with this comment, because it is the ONLY comeback he has, which he has been using for close to 2 years. It has never been a good comeback, considering Sarah and I both have a considerable amount of friends, more than he, actually.

But the funniest thing was that in his text, while he meant to say "friends" he wrote "fiends". So he thinks I should go get some fiends. Obviously, I doubled over with laughter, along with Sarah after I showed it to her. In a way, he is right, I have plenty of friends, but I have a serious lack of fiends. Thanks for the advice, bro.

My World Civilization class is filled with the most ignorant people I have ever met.

The first few days of school I tried to write down every stupid thing someone said, but eventually I stopped because I just couldn't keep up. But I will list a few of them for your entertainment:

"unregular"

"'Kush' is like the name given to a plant, right? Uh, how do you spell it?" - (the word was in big letters, on the chalkboard.)

"With 'Muslim' the 'ism' is like backwards, in the middle!" Then my teacher says, "Um, no, it's not. Its just 'Muslim'. Think about it in your head, get back to me."

"My shoulder's dislocated!!!"

"Mister, are you a Pilgrim?"

AND MY FAVORITE WORLD CIV QUOTE YET:

"Sir, is the Rhinocerus a dinosaur?"

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Alright, today at school I decided to start recording these things again for you guys. Just today, I picked up thse beauties:

"Are people from Greenland called 'greenspeople'?"

"I heard Australia is like the safest place to live" - Actually, it has more deadly animals than any other country in the world. Good job with the research.

"Doesn't Australia have that one animal from Bugs Bunny that starts with a 'T'?"

(My teacher used to be in the army, and every once in awhile he will mention something about it, like today)

So this one person asks him: "So you said you fought against freedom?"

And this one was my favorite...

"What? There is oil in Iraq?!"

o.o HULLO WELCOME TO THE WAR. lol.

1. I have had an exorbant amount of grey hairs since I was about 9. One time I was having lunch at this coney island and the waitress says to me "Oh my gosh, I don't know how to tell you this, but you have a ton of grey hairs" and I was just like "Uh, yea, I know. Thanks". :P

2. Sometimes I feel my life is so boring that I would rather stay in bed and dream all day.

3. When I watch hockey games I start daydreaming that I am the worlds greatest hockey goalie and I am the first woman to be signed to the NHL. GO Wings! lol xD

4. The last time I ate a hotdog I was about 3 or 4 and I ralfed it up everywhere.

5. I have many secrets (yes, even ones you don't know, Sarah) *dun dun duuuun*

6. Sometimes I will be thinking about random things, and all of a sudden I will become paranoid that someone is reading my mind. Then I start to think about how weird it is that the person reading my mind is hearing me think about how I think someone is reading my mind and then I start thinking about how the person who is reading my mind is hearing me think about how they are reading my mind and I am thinking that they are reading my mind. Or something. It is an endless cycle; a downward spiral into oblivion.

7. Sarah and I like to play a game where she or I say a quote from a movie/tv show and then the other has to guess the movie/show. I almost always know the answer except when she says stupid quotes like from commercials I haven't seen or she doesn't say it right.

8. I like companionable silences. I don't like being forced to think of something to say just for your comfort, so if I have nothing to say, I wont say anything, and I dont expect you to either. I can tell when you are uncomfortable and are fishing for conversation points, but it rather annoys me when you ask. Then when you really cant think of anything to say and I notice how unconfortable you are, I start to laugh, which, convieniently, gives you something to talk about, ie. "What's so funny?".

9. When I hug people I usually inhale, which happens to give me a whiff of your body scent. Some people are like, "Did you just smell me?" Yes, I did. Got a problem with that?

10. I can't think of enough things to put into this right now, so ill come back to it tomorrow.

11. I was bitten by one of my old dogs when I was a year old and I have these horrible white scars on my upper lip and to the right of my chin. Most people don't notice them, but sometimes they bother me. :\

12. One time, Sarah and I were being stupid and driving around in a golf cart when we decided to go really fast and drive standing up over these little hills. Sarah made a sharp turn and I flew out of the golf cart, breaking my left wrist. However, to not get into even more trouble we told everyone that we were just driving and Sarah made a sharp turn and I fell out. Don't tell my parents. lol!

13. I have a Beta fish that I named Tampon. No, he isn't red.

14. Whenever I go to the movies, I always fold and rip my ticket into the smallest possible rectangles/squares I can - all of equal sizes. Then, I drop them on the floor and wonder about what the people who clean the floors say when they see a rather large pile of tiny, equal sized ticket rippings. I imagine that everytime they find this pile they say "We got another one!" and all the movie theaters in the area that I have "hit" have a hotline they call to report this event and there is a Wanted Poster of me somewhere in the storage rooms.

15. The two things I hate the most are gremlins and getting papercuts.

16. I wish I could draw - well.

17. Whenever I wear a long-sleeved t-shirt, I push my sleeves up to my elbows, even if it is really cold outside. I also don't wear rings or bracelets - ever. I hate having things like that 'in the way'.

18. I prefer silver over gold. I love necklaces because they are the only jewelry I wear, and all of them are silver. For this past Christmas, I asked my father for a silver MSU 'Sparty' helmet necklace, and one time I went on his computer to print something out and found an auction he was bidding on of a /gold/ MSU necklace and I told him as nicely as I could that I don't like gold and he got really mad at me and threatened to get me nothing for christmas. However, my mother talked some sense into him because she knew for a fact that I don't like gold.

19. My favorite color is brown. Not poop brown, but dark, dark brown. Like "interior decorating brown"

20. I used to love winter because I love skiing, but it has pretty much ruined my life, as of late. Now, I love summer. :)

21. I prefer brunette boys to blond ones any day of the week. If you stand 2 identical guys next to each other, one with blond hair and the other brown, you can guess which one I would choose. yummy.

22. I wish I was skinny like Sarah. THERE, OK!? I SAID IT.

23. My favorite part of the day used to be the early morning, during spring, while on the bus ride to school I could watch the painted sunrise. In the winter, however, it is still shit dark.

24. I am glad I am finally at #24 because it has taken me 4 days to think of 25 things to write about myself. At least, things I could say.

25. I say "I love you" more than anyone I know. I also call almost all of my friends "Lover". However, I really, really do mean it. And while a few of them think its weird, and only a handful say it back, I still say it because I want them to understood how much they mean to me.

Ahh! Finally back and writing! I sort of forgot my login info which is why I haven't blogged in forever and a day, heheh! /end stupid.

A LOT has been happening lately. Um, I got a job? That isn't really news since I have been working for, let's see, 8 months? It's a pretty sweet set up, really. I work for my city at City Hall, in the GIS/MIS Department. It's all computer stuff, some data entry but mostly working with GIS technology called ArcMap, as well as a small amount of web design. :D

Oh! Sarah and I got into Michigan State University! I am suuuuper excited. Our parents are very iffy on the subject though, because we did apply and get accepted into a few community colleges which we could go to for practically free, and I got an $8,000 scholarship to one of them. We just don't have the money to pay for both of us going to MSU without putting ourselves in some major dept for years to come.

A small ray of hope, perhaps? I have devised a plan that hopefully will be picked up and take off. I don't want to reveal too much until I get the ball rolling, but all you REDs will be playing a large part in it, so be ready. :)

And I guess I should vent on the brother front? Well he did indeed graduate from high school. It was close though, he walked, but he had to go to summer school to get his diploma. He was arrested for I think drunk driving? Or it could have been drugs...yea, I'm pretty sure it was drugs. He was picked up and taken home by police because of drunk driving, though. THE GOOD NEWS! He moved to Florida! Sarah and I have been soooo happy now that he is out of our hair. Oh, but some more bad news, and this actually happened today, this morning: He was arrested again! This time for possession of marijuana, apparently. Heheh, he just won't ever learn, will he? It's not a hard concept: Don't Do Illegal Drugs - DDID, for short. We should make t-shirts! Coffee mugs! Frisbees! We can drive around at night and throw them to all the crackheads in Detroit! As long as we're driving a fast car, bullet-proof, preferably.

Congrats President Obama! :D (I couldn't vote *sniff*)

I heard on the radio a few days ago that he passed a new tax on cigarettes that will go towards children's health care. That really made my day, he is so great. I hope my brother enjoys the new tax. (Haha! Suckaaaa) :P

My Chemical Romance was last Saturday... Go ahead, ask me how it was...

FUCKING AMAZING !! I think I used the phrase "sufficiently awesome" a few times after the concert because I was still feeling so overwhelmed with actually seeing them.

Sarah and I made our own t-shirts because we didn't want to just buy some and look like everyone else. We only had about an hour and a half to make them because the sewing machine broke at the start but then our mother fixed it and used her 'super-sewing' powers to make them look really, really good.

Our good friend Jon came too! Standing in line before they opened the doors we saw a stop sign on the corner that had the word "Kwame" under it so the sign read "Stop Kwame" omigosh it was so funny. I got a picture of it but im at school typing this so I'll try and post it later. When we were just about to go in they inform us that we can't bring cameras (thanks for telling us now, right?) so Jon quickly ran them back to the car so I have no pictures of them actually playing, sorry.

We went up to the balcony and found pretty much the best seats you could imagine. Almost dead-center, a little to the right, 2nd row from the front. Jon thought these seats were much better than floor seats because you have to stand the whole time (which pretty much did anyways when MCR came on), it gets hot and sticky, and you brave injury from moshers - and all that for a higher price than what our seats cost! I appologised to Jon a few times beacause these girls that sat right behind us would blow our eardrums out with their screaming every 5 seconds.

The opener was a band called Drive By - they weren't bad, I liked the music in the beginning of some of their songs but then I couldnt really understand the lyrics. It was funny whenever they said, "MCR is here", the whole place would go crazy - it was almost like a pick-up line. The second band was Billy Talent! I wished they had played "River Below" but otherwise they were good. After the concert one of their songs played on the radio while we were driving home.

And then My Chemical Romance came on! (Que screaming girls, of which I was one of them, of course). Jon and I did some serious headbanging the whole time. It was so awesome. Sarah, while she really likes MCR, isnt as much of a fan as I am. She only knows the words to about 5 of their songs. She told me that if she knew the words to more of them she probably would have had a better time. She got a headache about halfway through. :(

After the concert was over we went over to a table where Drive By was selling their cd for $5 and Jon bought one and had them all sign it. At about 12 am we arrived back in dearborn and had a super late dinner/early morning breakfast at Mexican Fiesta! Lol. Good times. :D

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In other news, im getting kind of tired of when Sarah 'uses' our twin status to get attention. She has been doing it quite often lately and frankly I don't even know why she does it because after we leave she proceeds to complain about how all these guys won't leave her alone and all she wants is to be with Colton (who she never shows off for). She usually pretends to kiss me on the lips but uses her thumb so its like a really obvious-but stupid-looking stage kiss. I think she has done it twice this week actually. And then she would always come up and hang over me and really, its too attract attention, not necessarily because she wants to. 

I have to go to my next class, but when I get home I will elaborate a little more on the subject...seeya. 

There is a crazy, busy, exciting, very confusing cloud coming my way this spring + summer. I dont quite know what Im getting myself into yet.

A few days ago, Saturday, in fact, my friend Jo and I attended a web design competition at one of the community colleges in our town. I first heard about it 4 days before the actual competition was to take place. Kind of really stupid, but a teacher passed out the flyers for the competition to her class which a few of my friends were in and I heard her talking about it so one of my friends gave me his flyer knowing that I would make more use of it than him - only sign ups for the competition closed about a week before she handed them out. She's a smart one, huh? I called my dad as soon as I was able to use my cell phone and when he went to the website to check it out they hadnt actually taken the registration form down so he was able to sign me up (which they then closed like immediatley after they got my registration, lol).

I really, really, really wanted Sarah to by my partner for the competition. When I talked to her about it, she got extremely excited and was looking forward to it. But then she remembered that she had pit orchestra rehersal Saturday during the time of the competition. So before band class that day we went to double-team our teacher and preceded to beg and plead him to let her miss just this one day - we even tried to bribe him with a part of the $1000 we would win if we got first place. But no luck. So my friend Jo agreed to be my partnet.

Even though Sarah knows absolutely nothing about making websites, she knows me, which is all that matters. She would have been able to keep me calm (because I cant help freaking out) and she would have kicked me in the ass to keep me on track. Jo is my friend, but we both doubted her ability to yell at me if I needed it.

Anyways, the day of the competition:

I was so nervous and excited. When it finally started, I met my competition: 9 other pairs of guys (all guys, Jo and I were the only girls) who, lets face, were nerds. But nerds I could appreciate. I was thinking to myself, "We got the leg up in this competition because I am creative and I can make websites." I believed that the other teams, being male nerds, lacked that creativity. I guess we'll find out!

The purpose was to create a website about the Computer and Information Science program that the college offers. They wanted us to make it interesting because very little college-bound students enter in to that field of study despite it being having one of the largest and fastest growing job outlooks.

Anyways, we started off okay. I asked Jo to start writing or doodling some ideas down for the website, but she kind of just stared at me. I had to do most of the work myself - but that was alright, because we expected it. After I had made the graphics for the website, I turned around and I glimsped the computer screens of 2 teams nearest us - and my heart dropped. It looked like they had really nice websites almost finished. I started to get really hot and all of a sudden I completely hated what I had done so far. Like, I was embarrased to even have it on my computer screen in case someone turned around and saw it. Thats when it went all to hell. 10 minutes later I had pretty much given up. When the 3 hours we were given to finish it came around, I just had enough time to quickly put some word vomit on all the pages and then turn it in for judging. Actually, I almost didnt turn it in. I BEGGED Jo to let me ask the judges if we could just forfeit, but she said we spent all this time working on it so we might as well just do it.

We were being scored 50% on the website and 50% on our 3 minute presentation to the judges - male-nerd-dominated once again. I was so embarrassed and nervous. I couldnt think of anything to say because I hated what I created and I wasnt proud of it. Jo wrote some things down and then I added a few, and then we got up to be the last presenters.

I started off describing how I tried to make it look cool and interesting (I think I actually used the word "hip". Jo said she almost died inside. lol) And I added a little tid-bit on how I hand-coded the entire thing in notepad. Then it it turned into more word vomit until the end. After we were done TWO people - one of them was a judge - came to tell us how much they enjoyed our presentation over everyone elses. The reason? Because we actually did what they wanted us to. If you remember, they wanted us to make it so more students would go into the field of Computer and Information Science. We presented our project from a marketers point of view to prospective employers, in essence. Every other group did nothing but say, "This is the navigation, this is the header, we put text here, etc, blah blah blah". The judges were thinking to themselves, "Yes, we can see that is the header, duh." lol.

We ended up placing 2nd. :) I was totally and completely surprised. Jo laughed because I had almost not even turned it in. The website was probably the worst thing I have ever created and I plan on never looking at it again. It was also very interesting that when they announced us the winners, they mentioned the fact that I coded the whole thing by hand. Apparently very, very few people can do that; who would'a known?! Our prize was $200 to Barnes and Nobles. Yay books!

So now that everyone knows how much of a computer geek I am... lol. Just kidding.

My future looks bright? I hope so. Right now the light seems to be blinding me half the time and the rest annoyingly blinking on and off. Freakin' fixture.

MCR next week. :D

When I go to live on my own, I am going to have a yorkie, a bunny, and a snake and we are all going to live together on my pirate ship called Devastation. :3 lol.

Aside from the randon-ness, I know I haven't blogged in awhile, but things have been crazy these last two months. We had winter break where Sarah went off to Spain and I was stuck in a small cabin on a cruise ship with my horrible brother who gets really excited at the words "open bar", I took the SAT's and the ACT's and the 'Michigan Merit Exam'; and yesterday I got home from France! The latter is the most exciting...

Yes, France. The trip was for a program through my french class and we had the chance to stay with a french family and visit Paris. The first five days I stayed with my french family with host 'sister', Megane Vellandi and her wonderful parents. They lived in Thionville, France, in a province (I think they're called provinces, like in Canada, but I'm not sure) called Lorraine which borders Germany. We visited Luxembourg and drove through miles and miles of vineyard, I have a new 'wife' that is a statue of a late Duke of Luxembourg, I went to her school for 3 days and was shocked at the thought of ending school at 6 pm and three hour lunches, and I was schooled many times at a card game similar to hearts by Megane and her 11 year old cousin, Oriann, who is "also beautiful like the sun". I have so much fun with Megane, I invited her to come stay with me for a week or so sometime, and I am going to make it happen no matter what. Hopefully she can come around September because then she will be able to watch one of my school's football games and see us perform our marching band half time show. She has never seen a football game before because it is not very popular in France like soccer is, so I think she will really enjoy it.

After the 5 day family stay was up, we spent the remaining 3 days in Paris with the rest of the people from my french class (we were a group of 13 altogether). We visited ALL the sites: The Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame, Musee D'orsay, and, of course, Le Tour Eiffel, where we had dinner in on our last night in Paris. The Louvre was really beautiful and we saw many, many famous paintings and statues including the Mona Lisa and the Venus de Milo. At Musee D'orsay we saw several of Degas' famous ballerina paintings and 'Whistler's Mother', as well as a few famous self portraits of Van Gough. I think my favorite was the Arc de Triomphe though. Me and 3 of my friends that I hung out with most on the trip walked to it one night while everyone else was shopping along the Champs-Elysees. It was lighted very beautifully and it made it look very romantic and perfect. Plus, since we went to it at night, there were only about 10 other people there compared to the hundreds that usually flock to it during the day, so we had the pleasure of enjoying it in a more serene environment. :)

My friend, William played a very mean trick on me while we were having dinner in the Eiffel Tower. He took the memory card out of my camera while I wasnt looking and then while my other friend, Jessica, and I were changing some settings on my camera and we tried to look at pictures, my camera said "no image". I thought that Jessica deleted all my pictures. Now, im not a person to start crying over these types of situations, but I completely lost my appetite and I got really depressed. That is when William throws my memory card on the table and says "Uh oh, Gypsies! Gypsies!". xD

The Gypsies part is a long story, but I was so pissed at William!!! But I was also super relieved and I couldn't help but laugh really hard, furthering my pissed off mood because I didnt want Will to know how funny I thought the trick was.

So yea, I got home yesterday. Sarah picked me up from the airport and when she asked what I brought her I realised I left all the stuff I got her at the airport in Paris, LOL. xD They weren't great gifts, but Sarah and I often have trouble finding gifts for each other because in essence, all we ever want from each other is, well, each other. But I got her a small compact mirror that has the eiffel tower on it so she can look at herself whenever she wants (lol) and some chocolates that have pictures of some famous places in France such as the Arc de Triomphe and the Louvre on the wrapper. And a friends' gift keychain was in the bag too. But oh well. Shit happens.

Side note: Sarah and I are going to see My Chemical Romance in concert April 19th!!!!!! WOOHOO! Much love to the Way brothers, Frank, Ray, and Bob. I hope we get to see some 'Frerard' action. *melt*

So, today is the Red reading in Birmingham! Im really excited, I already picked out what I am going to wear. It is kind of sporty, a black t-shirt with brown cargo-ish pants. Hopefully you guys wont think im crazy (but I am, so shh!)

Sarah and I practiced reading to each other today. Sarah did really great, but I sort of forgot to exhale a few times so when I got to the end of a paragraph I would have to stop and blow all my air out because I didnt before. LOL. But I think it was just because I was reading too fast, which Sarah told me. I'll just slow it down and then I will have time to exhale. xD

Sarah and I also want to be as cool as Lisa and ad-lib a little, so we were thinking that when Sarah reads the sentence "Do we have our own language or are we telepathic?", Sarah would turn to me, then turn back to the audience and say "Hannah says no." :P So we'll pitch that to Amy and hopefully she will find it as funny as we do (or not, sometimes our humor is mistaken for insanity, im ok with that).