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Taking a leaf from his booklet, my skype name is WeirdRhino.

I crave both intelligent, witty conversations and pointless drivel. 

What can I say? It’s what the doctor prescribed.

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I already miss Britain.

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I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via saddest-summer)

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April 24, 12:11 AM

    As I type these words, I turn eighteen, and the first thought in my head is, "What a wonderful world." Wow. I think those words might just have some meaning, or great meaning, to my life while  grow up. I'm not a kid anymore, but then again, I never really was. I have to start making better decisions, realizing consequences, and most importantly finding myself and learning who I am and what I stand for.
    I look forward to the rest of that journey as I take my first steps of adulthood to my room and into my bed where I shall promptly turn into a college-aged person who sleeps until noon and is still tired upon waking, and I will maybe dream my first waking nightmare with all the untouched Tickle-Me-Elmos and Tilt-a-Whirls of my childhood. I don't really know what I'm typing right now, I'm in a sort of blissful trancelike state and, far from feeling high, I feel alive.
    I feel alive in this wonderful world, and I see every color, every branch, every leaf and every blossom more clearly now than I see them in the memories of my childhood. And, with more conviction than ever, I think to myself what a wonderful world God has created.
    I have the best friends, and I wouldn't be the person who I am today without all of you [even you, Hanna. Even you] and even though I hurt sometimes, I wouldn't change a thing. Well, three thing. I would change three things, but thats it. Thank you for sharing my life with me. I love you guys.


    Today Is: Mine and Eric Kripke's birthday.
    Word of the Day: "Invincible"
    Lesson Learned:
        No matter how old you are, you are never too old to A.] Watch fireworks, B.] Be scared of police, and C.] shoot lasers at little kids and laugh like a maniac when you hit them and WIN THIRD PLACE!

April 22, 07:48 PM
Today, I spent way more time than necessary looking at CollegeHumor videos [they can be found at collegehumor.com, and on their youtube channel www.youtube.com/collegehumor. I like their old ones better]. Anyways, I found this video, and I almost pooped I was laughing so hard.
 
[I'm trying to get used to embedding things, so if this doesn't work like it's supposed to, sorry].




Today Is: National Jellybean Day-how do you celebrate?
Word of the Day: "Farfel"
Lesson Learned:
I am three years old.
April 24, 09:42 AM

Top Ten Things I Wish I Were Doing Right Now

10. Cleaning my room- How pitiful is that, I actually want to be cleaning my room. I think it is now safe to say that I am officially a slob. I don't want to get out of bed, so instead I'm surveying my room and picturing what it would look like if it were clean. Thats how low I've sunk.
9. Catching fireflies- I'm so impatient for the fireflies to get here. I'm ready, I got my Mason jar, come on you flying winking basterds, get out here and let me chase you!
8. Being successful- Maybe if I was being productive in my life, and not just sitting around watching episodes of Peep Show and procrastinating, I'd feel like a contributing member of society and not just a lazy lug. I've always wanted to be called that. A lazy lug. Such a nice mental image. Very lenient.
7. Driving- I like driving. Its peaceful. Lonely. Sometimes lonely is good, like the lonely I get when I drive. It's like, being myself.
6. Matt Smith- Yes. Yes I mean sex. The man gives me the shivers. He's not even sexually attractive, and I like to think of myself as an asexual being, but when I turn on the TV and watch Matt Smith hold off the Dalek destruction of the world by bluffing with a Jammy Dodger, I just want to rip a pillow [that may very well be a euphemism].
5. Competing on a Japanese quiz show- FOR BONO'S SAKE, I WANT TO BOUNCE OFF OF SYNTHETIC RUBBERY INFLATABLES AND BE SCORED APPROPRIATELY TO MY CORRESPONDING TIME AND OVERALL LACK OF SKILL FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE! Is that too much to ask? God!
4. Making it rain somewhere- I wish I had a.] the courage, b.] the funds, and c.] the ability to make it rain. Whether it be with money or atmospheric pressure, I don't care. Either would be cool.
3. Hiking the Swiss Alps with James Dean- That may be code for "dreaming."
2. Sitting in on a blood parasite support group- It's a Jack's Raging Bile Duct kind of day. My power animal is a flipping seal.
1. Graffitiing the United Nations building- I feel like rebelling against government. I feel like expressing my political views from the perspective of an aerosol paint can. I feel like doing damage to a monument. I feel like throwing up.

    Today Is: Nothing Like A Dame Day
    Word of the Day: "Permeable"
    Lesson Learned:
        How to jump start a car [hint: you can't do it by yourself]

April 24, 09:42 AM

Top Ten Reasons Why Gus Is the Best, Most Relaxed Dog I Know.

10. For the most part of tonight, he was sitting in the basement. Alone. By himself. I couldn't coax him up. Because he knew what he wanted to do. He knew where he wanted to be. And all of my pleading and tempting could do nothing to hurry him up. He just came up five minutes ago, because he was ready.
9. I'm sitting here, petting him, and he's just staring at me. I love it. He's giving me full reign on the petting scale. My own dogs would be rolling around, moving their heads, trying to subtly tell me where to pet/scratch them. Not Gus. He's just letting me do my thing, smiling all the while.
8. He is my grandparents' dog, so I get the bonus of seeing him in all of his cuteness and none of his angst. Much like small children.
7. He's old. I love it, but at the same time, whenever I think about him being old and hurting, I get a funny pain in my abdomen. Like I can feel him wincing when he walks up the stairs. Its the mothering feeling I get, where I just want to make sure he is as comfortable as he can be and I'm always moving stuff so as to make it easier for him.
6. His ears are soft as fuzz. They're delightful-OH! He just laid his head on my lap. Bonus points Gus. Bonus points. How cute is that? How flipping cute!
5. His name is Gus- It pretty much doesn't get any better than that.
4. I actually remember trying to name him. And my grandpa, because we were young, kept suggesting the name *insert the sound of a raspberry without pressing your face on a baby's tummy here*. We as children thought it was hilarious. I still do.
3. Sleeping in my Nana's old house, it was always comforting knowing that Gus was sitting right outside the door. Not that I was ever frightened, but if I ever was, I knew Gus was there, and dogs as a rule are protective animals.
2. Something about a dog's inability to jump up onto a couch makes you love them. I just relocated my comfortable position on the couch to the floor for him, to accommodate him, to make it easier access for him to lick me, because I knew he would want to. That is love, people. That right there.
1. And that right there is why he is the best and most relaxed dog. Because I love him. End of story.


    Today Is: National Cherish An Antique Day and Winston Churchill Day.
    Word of The Day: "gripe"
    Lesson Learned:
        Matt Smith can never replace David Tennant. But he can try and it will not count against him.

April 08, 11:04 PM
    Today, I asked Blogger for a new question for my profile. It asked, "Why does the color blue mean raspberry-flavored?" I am angry because the question did not specify that I needed to answer in 400 characters or less. This was my original answer: 


    BACKGROUND: the blue raspberry, or rupus leucodermis, is native to western North America. The word "raspberry" has cultivated itself into our society in many different ways; 
    PROOF: I.E. picking raspberries, raspberry lemonade, the phrase "blowing raspberries," and the aptly named power pop band of the 1970's, The Raspberries.
    EXPLANATION: When we are out picking raspberries, out fingers get berry juice all over them and they stain. No matter how hard you try to wash it out, it only fades to a semi-blueish color. Raspberry-Lemonade is something of a new treat, used to coax young children into believing that, no, lemonade is not that terribly bad, which will only reinforce the idea that lemons are good, which will make them want to eat lemons, which will make them cry, and as Disney has taught us well, water is blue. "Blowing Raspberries" is an expression used mostly by overzealous parent for the action they commit by pressing their mouths to their baby's bare belly, and blowing. Hard. Hard enough to cause minimal bruising not big enough to be seen by the untrained, or new parent, eye? Yes. And as all of us ever in a Fight Club with Edward Norton know, bruises are blue in color. The Raspberries, the power pop band from the 1970s, will make your squint so hard that you'll start to hear the color blue. 
    ALSO: Raspberries originated on the planet, Pandora. The natives on Pandora would be the Avatars. They are blue. Suffice it to say, they weren't born that way. 
    SO: We can hereby deduce that by adding ChuckPalahniuk andJames Cameron, multiplied by bears[carry the children] minus Native American divided by Earth Wind and Fire, we get death.
    ANSWER: Asphyxiation. Asphyxiation is a form of death that spawned the expression, "blue-in-the-face." So, connecting the two together, eating raspberries will asphyxiate you, hence the warning color blue on any advertisement box.
    EXCEPTION: If you are a Sontaran, it will enable you to speak Ood, and as that whole situation is sketchy at best, it is advised you stay away from them. Raspberries, that is.

    Thats a great answer, is it not? So imagine my surprise when my computer very politely but firmly stated that it wouldn't accept it. I grew enraged, but my little screen didn't even tremble. It simply stated again, politely but firmly, that I needed to shorten my answer. Normally, I would have fought a bit harder on this one, but I just let it go, and did indeed shorten my answer, to the simplified The blue raspberry, or rupus leucodermis, is native to western North America. The word "raspberry" has cultivated itself into our society in many different ways; I.E. picking raspberries, raspberry lemonade, "blowing raspberries," and the aptly named power pop band of the 1970's, The Raspberries. For more information, press 5.


    Today Is: Buddha Day and One Day Without Shoes Day
    Word of the Day: "potent"
    Lesson Learned:
        Murphy's Law cannot be confined to any specific time or space. Like oxygen and atoms, it just exists.
April 24, 09:43 AM

Top Ten Favorite Feelings

10. When someone or something makes me laugh-I love the feeling I get when I laugh. It's great. It's like a warm belly feeling, where I feel like I should have a headache but I don't.
9. When a pair of jeans fit just right-I'm a girl, its hereditary or something. In my blood, whenever you can feel the denim material not too tight, not too loose, you know you've found the right pair and it's perfect, it may be equivalent to holding your first child, I don't know.
8. When I fall in love with a literary character-Dexter from This Lullaby, I'm talking to you.
7. The relief I feel right after I'm done peeing-You've felt it too. It's like, you know, a serious feeling of "aaaaaaah" and you just can't help but smile. Yeah? Or is that just me?
6. The moment a friend looks at you and says, "I'm so glad we're friends"-It's like this feeling of being accepted comes hand in hand with a sort of protection feeling. Like being accepted automatically protects you from bullying [insertion: THIS IS NOT THE CASE HARDLY EVER. not from personal experience or anything like that, of course].
5. After compliments- It's always nice to be praised, and  I think that feeling is the inflating of my ego.
4. After I take a deep breath- I feel sustained. Living is I guess the right word for this one here.
3. I suppose I ought to say after I pray. Granted, I do indeed feel different after I pray, but I'm always racked with so much guilt, like "I suck, I only pray when I need something, wah wah look at me me me me me me me me me me me me me me pity me pity me I'm a bad person" guilt when I pray, that I feel like I shouldn't even type that here. I feel like it's cheating.
2. When someone laughs at one of my jokes-Its a pleasantly squeezing sensation in your tummy and lungs. A pride of a sort. It's wonderfully freeing and grounding all at the same time.
1. When I read something, and its worded beautifully, and I just get it. Its akin to the feeling you may feel when you get a test back and the answer is not only not marked wrong, but it has a comment next to it stating that your knowledge of the subject in question is far superior than that of your classmates. When you read something and it connects with you, you can actually feel the words pumping down your varicose veins and straight into the tips of your toes, which will tingle, before shooting up into your heart. Thats what understanding feels like. Pins and needles.


    Today Is: National Beaver Day
    Word of the Day: "Paraplegic"
    Lesson Learned Today:
        Demi Lovato is NOT Demi Moore [take THAT, Joel McHale]

April 07, 09:48 AM

    URGENTURGENTURGENTURGENTURGENT
    OMG I FOUND THE RAMUNE!!!!! SHELBY HAS INFORMED ME THAT IT IS AVAILABLE AT THE ASIAN FOOD MARKET ON STATE RD!!!!!!! THIS IS BREAKING NEWS!!!! AND I FELT LIKE....You......should......know. Yeah. Okay. Well...just so.....information.....for you.....in....case.

April 06, 06:28 PM

    The Little Mermaid>Aladdin>Mulan>The Lion King [xThe Lion King 2=The Lion King 1 1/2].Pocahontas>Beauty&the Beast=Hercules>Alice In Wonderland=Happily Ever After=The Sword In The Stone>Tarzan[xA Bug's Life=The Jungle Book]>Robin Hood=The Emperor's New Groove>Sleeping Beauty[/Atlantis=Cinderella]>Toy Story>The Hunchback of Notre Dame>Pinocchio>Oliver[/101 Dalmations-Lady&The Tramp=The Aristocats]>Lilo&Stitch>The Rescuers Down Under>Snow White&The Seven Dwarves>Balto=[Balto 2+Balto 3]>Bambi>Antz>Dumbo>The Fox and the Hound.

    Brother Bear-Home on The Range+Fern Gully/Treasure Planet[carry The Black Cauldron]=The Adventures of Ichabod Crane&Mr. Toad.
    Peter Pan>ALL
    ALL>Fantasia. Just saying.




    Today Is: Teflon Day
    Word of the Day: "Teflon" [see above]
    Lesson Learned:
        If you claim to go your whole life rebelling against stereotypes, it's probably not a good sign when you get handed your senior class Superlatives nomination ballot and cackle like Dr. Cockroach because you can't wait to label all those barbaric imbeciles you go to school with...and your friends.
April 05, 10:04 PM
    Earlier today, I was sitting at my old computer, going through files while I was supposed to be cleaning up the destruction after the hurricane that is my life swept through my room and left a big fat mess. Many files I found hidden away in a long forgotten sealed folder entitled "FanFic" [to which the password was, of all thing, "blondboie". Beats me] were written by me as a fourteen year old. So, of course, I was simultaneously hesitant and eager to read them. Some of the documents really were fanfiction, mostly Newsies, some Lord of The Rings and a few Harry Potter...some other ones I'd rather not talk about as well. But also, there was alot of myspace stuff. Now, this was like, the time when myspace was IT. It was the top of the line social network. And I was on it all the time. I was a myspace whore. And I was obsessed with keeping it cool. That included, in my opinion, never having my comments showing. And this was before I knew how to hide them, so I would copy paste every comment into a document on this poor old computer and save it. Now I'm just too lazy to put that much effort into some silly band's social call, but then I was all over it.
    Also nestled amongst these prepubescent treasures was one of those cheesy myspace filler quizzes. It was so entertaining and false, that I've decided to let you read it as well. Except, I'm too lazy to do it right now, so I'll post the old one and a new and improved one tomorrow. :[ I am tired.

    Today Is: National Deep Dish Pizza Day [you hear that @JessMcFadden??? Its YOUR day!]
    Word of the Day: "Rogue"
    Lesson Learned:
        Even when you're sleeping, you're brain is still processing information.
April 24, 09:43 AM

Top Ten Things I Love About Sundays

10. That lazy Saturday feeling adds five and gets multiplied by warm blankets.
9. Its usually sunny, whether it's snowing or raining, its still sunny.
8. I can read a book without forfeiting that "A" in H.English.
7. Smooooooooooooothies.
6. There are no such things as food babies on Sundays.
5. Family visits.
4. Waking up to birdies chirping and not realizing this means I'm late for school.
3. I have time to blog if I want to and afterwards-I STILL HAVE TIME!
2. Picking lillies and blackberries.
1. When I hear a church service that really speaks to me, and I leave church with a happy "hot air balloon" feeling in my heart.

    Today Is: Easter and World Rat Day [um. Equal parts gross and intriguing.]
    Word of the Day: "Scaremonger"
    Lesson Learned:
        Sometimes, 15 year old me knew what she was talking about- Sarah Dessen IS the last word on relationships.

April 22, 07:56 PM

NOTE: I don't really like the colors pink or mauve. So, with that said,

Useful Things:
1. Make a Donation in my name. All charities are fantastic, but my personal favorites are Invisible ChildrenRAINN and PETA
2. A Razor Scooter would be perfect for zooming around on campus. Just saying.
3. Remember my shoe blog? Well, I still haven't found a pair of shoes to replace them, but maybe you can help me. TOMS Silver Glitter Shoes are totally my style [size W7.5] and whats even better, for every pair of TOMS Shoes you buy, another pair are donated to a child in need  [I also love the Black Canvas shoes as well]. Inspiration: one Jess McFadden.

4. A Desk Lamp- with or without iPod thing, this is just one of the ones I found online.
5. Hanging Wall Organizer. I'm a supremely messy person. Anything organizing would be wondrous.
6. Sounds bad, but always money. Money is always good.
7. A surge protector.
8. Plastic storage containers for clothes and amenities and stuff like that for college. Real cheap at Target and Wal-Mart I've found. Lowe's possibly too.
9. A First Aid Kit. Suggestions of what to put in it can be found here.
10. A bookshelf I can either hang on the wall or put in top of a desk [or books. Books are nice too. I love books].
11. A college friendly cookbook, an assortment of tea, a yoga mat or an air freshener spray.

Electronics:

12. Boombox Bag. So awesome, thanks DJ McFad!
13. A Macbook hardshell case for Macbook 13" widescreen notebook.
14. This amazing Sony SLR Camera. Or, y'know, a Best Buy giftcard. :]
15. Bath&Body Works Scentbug. Love me some yummy smells! Available in different colors at all Bath&Body Works stores...at least every one I've been to [ALSO: Scents of Bath&Body Works that I like: Black Raspberry Vanilla, Brown Sugar&Fig, Butterfly Flower, Country Apple, Enchanted Orchid, Midnight Pomegranate, P.S. I Love You, Rainkissed Leaves, Sun-Ripened Raspberry, Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin, Warm Vanilla Sugar, Water Blossom Ivy, and Wild Honeysuckle. Just, you know, in case you want to get me Sensual Amber, or Plumeria or something I wouldn't really wear.

Clothes/Accessories:

16. Silver Glitter Headband. I like silver. Also silver, a size 8 Female Empowerment Ring, sold on Avon for $5 with proceeds going to help victims of domestic violene. Nice price.
17. OPI Polish. Colors: Need Sunglasses?, Thanks So Muchness! of the Alice line, Atomic Orange, Louvre Me Louvre Me Not, Gargantuan Green Grape, Here Today...Aragon Tomorrow, Green-wich Village, OPI Ink, We'll Always Have Paris, Suzi Skies in the Pyrenees, Royal Rajah Ruby, DS Illuminate&DS Coronation, Pearl of Wisdom, Red My Fortune Cookie, I'm Not Really A Waitress, and Jade Is The New Black. Click "Where to Buy" tab to find stores near you.
18. NOH8 Bracelet. lessAdamthanBouskathree
19. Shiny Silver Windbreaker from American Apparel.
20. Supernatural Merch [preferrably this sweatshirt grey size L, or that one grey, size M]


Frivolity
21. A Hand Chair. I found this in a store three years ago, the red plastic one, and they were selling it for $600!!!! I found one online for $70! This is the coolest thing I've ever seen in my life, and I'm loving the colors black, yellow, blue and purple. I'm not a huge fan of the granite one though...just, you know, some extra information.
22. The Lorax. I love Seuss, and I don't have this book, my favorite of all Seusses.
23. Ramune. This stuff is so cool and good, I had a bottle once and I loved it, but I never knew what it was called or where to get it until I did a little research. Flavor I had: Strawberry. Flavors I'd imagine I'd like: Raspberry, Mango, Kiwi, Pineapple. Available at: The Asian Grocer on State
24. 3OH!3 Tickets. June 11. Festival pier. 3OH!3 and Cobra Starship. Penn's Landing in Philly, PA. I hope to be there. :]
25. Hair Straightener. I don't have a particular brand I'm attached to.
26. A hedgehog or fish. I love them.

*These are just some ideas. I don't expect any of these things, much less all of them. They're just ideas, complete with clickable links to pictures so you can get an idea. Zahts all. :]

    Today Is: April Fools Day and Do Something Undignified Day.
    Word of The Day: "Buffoon"
    Lesson Learned:
        The Yo-Yo was invented April 1, 1929.
March 30, 12:34 PM

There's two things I know for sure:
She was sent here from heaven and she's
daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and
I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her
hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
In all that I've done wrong I know I must
have done something right to deserve a hug
every morning and butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet 16 today
She's looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.
But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking
little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you
don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong I must have done
something right to deserve her love every morning
and butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly.
She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not
sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have
done something right.
To deserve your love every morning and butterfly
kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

Today Is: I Am In Control Day
Word of the Day: "
Patriarch"
Lesson Learned:
    MLIA has some of the best inspirations for stories I have ever seen.
April 22, 07:54 PM
I love this poem so much.


"But surely Adam can not be excused,
Her fault though great, yet he was most to blame;
What Weakness offered, Strength might have refused,
Being Lord of all, the greater was his shame:
Although the Serpent's craft had her abused,
God's holy word ought all his actions frame,
For he was Lord and King of all the earth,
Before poore Eve had either life or breath.
Who being framed by God's eternal hand,
The perfectest man that ever breathed on earth;
And from God's mouth received that straight command,
The breach whereof he knew was present death:
Yea having power to rule both Sea and Land,
Yet with one Apple won to loose that breath
Which God had breathed in his beauteous face,
Bringing us all in danger and disgrace.
And then to lay the fault on Patience' back,
That we (poor women) must endure it all;
We know right well he did discretion lack,
Being not persuaded thereunto at all;
If Eve did err, it was for knowledge' sake,
The fruit being fair persuaded him to fall:
No subtle Serpent's falsehood did betray him,
If he would eat it, who had power to stay him?
Not Eve, whose fault was only too much love,
Which made her give this present to her Dear,
That what she tasted, he likewise might prove,
Whereby his knowledge might become more clear;
He never sought her weakeness to reprove,
With those sharp words, which he of God did hear:
Yet Men will boast of Knowledge, which he took
From Eve's fair hand, as from a learned Book." Excerpt from "Eve's Apology In Defense of Women," by Amelia Layner.

Its one of my favorites, if not my absolute fav.




Today Is: Besides my brother and Harry Houdini's birthday, National Chocolate Covered Raisin Day!
Word of the Day: "Atone"
Lesson Learned:
    I cackle when I watch Family Guy...its frightening.

April 22, 07:53 PM
    Okay, so here is the deal. Back in October, I had narrowed down my college search to three colleges. Ohio University [OU], The Art Institute of Pittsburgh [AIP], and Savannah College of Art and Design [SCAD]. I sent in all of my applications about the same time, like middle/end of October-before Halloween. Ten days later, I got accepted at AIP. I had visited, and upon reflection deleted that choice because of campus, location and overall lack of likage. Also, it wasn't cheap. Like, $80thou. So then I waited for SCAD and OU to send their letters. I received around five letters from SCAD informing me that I was missing materials [aka a portfolio, which I hastily compiled of what I thought were my best essays and scripts that never got utilized], and three from OU [about boring transcript stuff]. Sent those in by January 1st. Received more letters. Cried from anxiety and frustration, then sent more stuff in. Took a deep breath. Got a letter from OU. Accep-oh, missing final transcript. Waited some more. Letter from SCAD...they received my package. Tttthhhhhhanks. By then, I had found another school to consider, that I was in looooove with. The University of the Arts London College of Communications [LoCoComm]. So, I applyed there. The date was shortly before V-Day.
    About a month or so ago, I got an acceptance letter from OU. VAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOO!!! Okay, now SCAD, come on, come through for me....nothing. I get nothing in a month. So, amidst all the tension and apprehension, I read through my submission works again. Wow. I suck. There's no way I can get in this school, I mean, I just can't. I want to, but no way. Plus, I'm not hearing anything. Ohkay, well, everyone wants me to go to OU, they're all pushing it, its cheaper by far, maybe I'll just say I'm going there...*phone ring* What's this, Unknown Number? Better let it go to voicemail. Besides, I'm in Photography and it'd be rude to answer a phone now...*three days later* I have a voicemail?? Wonder who its from...Oh wow, the Art Institute! I forgot about you! You want to know if Im still comi-oh yeah. About that. No. I'm attending OU because its cheaper.
    Suddenly, as soon as I said it aloud, I realized, thats exactly what I was going to do. I was going to go to OU. So I called two of my friends that attend there already, and told them that no matter what my reply was from SCAD, I was going to go to OU. Of course, they were excited for me and I was pretty meh about it. I went home and re-read over some of my portfolio that I sent to SCAD. And then proceeded to convince myself that they sucked. So, I told a few more family members about my decision, was met with rehappicitedness [a mixture of relief, happiness and excitement], and grew more excited and secure myself. Sunday, March 14, 2010 rolls around. I gather my immediate family and one set of grandparents together and spill the news. Instant satisfaction rolls off my parents, relief again from grandparents at closeness of college. Go home and fill out housing form. Lay back in bed and think how life is pretty easy, future set, I'm good to go...
    ONE DAY LATER...March 15, 2010. Get home early, like usual, check mail like usual, find package. Addressed to...me. Not usual. Its from SCAD...its thick. Open it. Congratu-AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! OH MY GOD IM IN!!!! IM IN!!!!! IMINIMINIMINIMINIMINIMIN!!!!! They liked my stuff, they liked me, I have succeeded! Oh I can't wait-oh. OU. So much for life being easy and the future being secure. Well crap. So, I tell my parents and mention going down to visit. "Whatever for?" They ask. "Well, I might want to go there if I like the campus..." I mumble. "Oh Hannie, you can't change your mind now. Are you flip flopping? You're flip flopping aren't you?" They say, followed by a few more responses I tuned out.
    Because I was thinking, maybe the reason I was so laissez-faire about OU was because I always knew it wasn't the school for me. Like, why settle for a Dramatic Writing program when I want to be a screenwriter, and SCAD has that program. And so much more. Who cares how expensive it is? Am I going to look back in ten years and think, damn, if I had just been willing to drop a little bit more and went
there instead of here, I might not be picking up the slack at Moe's writing the menu. I mean, maybe sacrificing now will help me later. All I know is this is something I have to try, but I just don't know what to do. I already told everyone I was going to OU, and I signed my housing contract already.
    Am I being reasonable here, or am I being Bella, with OU as my Jacob and SCAD as Edward? Am I bitching about something other people would love to have, or do I have a legitimate decision? What do I do? Maybe I just needed to get this all of my chest. In that case, whew. I'm so glad no one reads this.

Post Script: I LOVE YOU @JESSMCFADDEN/PONDEROSA_GLITZ!


Today Is: Forgive Mom&Dad Day [not that I told them this or anything like that].
Word of the Day: "
Quandary."
Lesson Learned Today:
    The Hulk>Spiderman. Just saying.
April 24, 09:44 AM

Top Ten Sounds I Love

10. Pages turning- I adore hearing the soft rustle of pages being flipped. Especially if they drag for a moment on one another. I think that sound is just beautiful.
9. Soft static on radios-soft static is comforting. Loud static is annoying.
8. Thunderstorms at night- I crawl into my bed and sleep better than babies on Eszopiclone. For reals. This also goes hand in hand with rain. Rain is one of the most soothing sounds in the world. I am a firm believer that rain connects souls.
7. Fire crackling- as long as its not burning down a house or a forest fire, then we are good to go. Actually, just let me disclaim that and rephrase it to say, "Contained Fires."
6. When my kitty mews and it sounds like he is saying "Mommy." -ALSO- when my dogs make noises when they're cuddling that sound content.
5. Josh Groban's voice in the morning, waking up from a bad dream- this has happened by pure chance far more times that I'm comfortable admitting. Suffice it to say, I sleep with my iPod on, and no longer have nightmares as often. Thank you, Josh Groban.
4. Leaves and snow crackling under shoes- unless the snow squeaks. I don't like that so much. But when its a softer sort of crunch sound, it just kind of brings to mind presence. Like weight. Existence. Here. Now. That kind of thing.
3. Unidentifiable laughs- You know what I'm talking about. When you swear someone laughed, real soft and close to your ear, but you turn around and look but no one is there. I love that sound. The laughter of angels, babies and fae.
2. Acoustic guitar- there is something so simple about the acoustic guitar. Its almost like the instrument itself is shy. The electric guitar is like a yelling, screaming attention whore, whilst the acoustic guitar strums and whispers to you tales from childhood. At least, thats what it sounds like to me.
1. Heartbeats- If they aren't mine, I love listening to them. There is something so, I dunno, real I guess about them. They make me feel like I'm here, like they're just so final. Each beat could be the last one, and that pause after every one is always filled with a morbid curious wonder, like, "will it beat again?" and makes the next beat more precious. You know?

Today Is: Besides being St. Patty's Day, it is also Submarine Day.
Word of the Day: "Forsooth."
Lesson Learned Today:
    If you laugh with your mouth open and someone throws something in it, swallow it. They should know better than to throw things.

April 24, 09:42 AM

Top Ten Actors* With Fantastic Comedic Timing
(in no particular order, as usual)
10. Ben Stiller- as seen in such films as Night at The Museum, Dodgeball, and Zoolander.
9. Eric Stonestreet- Modern Family's Cameron. His partner Cameron, played by Jesse Tyler Ferguson, is also hilarious, so I consider them a package deal (but not that way).
8. Ty Burrell- This guy is friggin funny. Like, I saw him in some crappy remake [of an eighties movie that rocked my world], and he sucked. Then, I saw him on Modern Family, and he made me want to make a catchers mitt, steal a ball from a young child and ride bikes with my dad.
7. Ricky Gervais- The dude's a comic genuis.
6. Joel Moore- You know him as J.P. from Grandma's Boy and Owen in Dodgeball, and I love him.
5. John Candy- It is in memorial of John Candy that I watch movies like Spaceballs. Watch it, I dare you not to laugh.
4. Jason Segel- Whenever I see an episode of How I Met Your Mother, Jason Segal makes me believe I can find my own Marshmallow. Also, his facial ticks and features make everything he says and does funnier. Plus, the guy can write some funny stuff. The naked break-up scene in Forgetting Sarah Marshall made my life worth living (for the comedy in the situation...not the nudity. Get yo head outta da gutter).
3. Neil Patrick Harris- Doctor Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, The Emmys, The Tonys, HIMYM, Harold&Kumar Go To White Castle, Harold&Kumar Escape Guantanamo Bay [best pseudo-death scene in a movie EVERperiod]-anything the guy is in is automatically a must-see. The comedy force is strong in this one.
2. Jonah Hill- Accepted- "Ask me about my weiner!" Yup. Best thing ever.
1. David Henrie- The sole reason I watch anything on the Disney Channel. Honestly, he is the best thing about that show, and his comic chops are terrific. He was the reason I wrote this list.

Bonus: Chris Farley. Yessiree. He lives IN A VAN, DOWN BY THE RIVER!! This is my ringtone, and not for lack of reason.

*Actors of the male variety.

Word of the Day: "Contagion"
What I Want Right Now: Vegan Cinnabun
Lesson Learned Today:
    You can be a diva and still like Monsters, Inc.

April 24, 09:41 AM

Top Ten Things I Needed To Do Today...But Didn't

10. Write some more of my fantabulous script- Siobhan is in the middle of her first date with Peter and she's just beginning to see something fishy- and its not because they're at Red Lobster...
9. Straighten Hair- If I'm going to shower later....yeah, I'll pass on that pointless task. Geez. *I just realized I don't have a hair straightener!*
8. My Latin homework- Its too early to say, but I'm just going to go with, no, Im not going to finish it today. Romani iusserant alterum nuntium cum celeritate ad castra accedere.
7. Find overdue library book- I know its here somewhere...eh, I'll look tomorrow.
6. Film Audition Tape- what to say about me..what to say......Hi Im Hannah, I go to school, I think Im pretty awesome and I could play this part. Also, I'm mad obsessed with Neil Patrick Harris, so if I could meet him that'd be great. See? This is his hair...and his dry cleaning bill [*four sweater vests*].
5. Send out my swaptree item- sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ooooooooooooooooh. About that one......Guess how late it is? Go on, guess...TWO WEEKS! Gah. I suck.
4. Deposit paycheck- Bank closes in ten minutes. No time for that one.
3. Blog- An actual blog, not a top ten. I'm considering changing my blog name to My Life In Tens or something...Lists of My Life...Life To-Do List...I dunno. Something like that.
2. New Shoes- Black high tops. It's happening. *Refer to earlier post here*
1. Finish Music Video- Guess where I'm going tomorrow? Kent State! Guess what I'm bringing with me? Candy! Anyone want to help me film this? I'll give you free candy. No joke.


WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
    A Wall Street Journal study shows that in the average football game there's only 11 minutes of actual play. I also learned this does not surprise me. No wonder I prefer hockey and tennis.

March 15, 12:11 PM
    I am now one among the throngs of girls who have read and responded to Nicholas Sparks' novel, The Notebook. Now, I have never seen the movie, and I didn't want to see it without giving myself a chance to develop my own characters in my head before I was doomed to always picture the movie stars every time I read the book. Of course, I knew who played the characters, but I hadn't seen them actually in character yet, so I was fine.
    Anyways, I read the book and I loved it. Granted, I felt like every stereotypical girl while I was reading it, but I didn't care. That's how much I adored it. And I felt the passion and the romance and the whirlwind and the confusion, and I understood it. I haven't ever been in a relationship before, not a real relationship anyway, nor do I need or want to be right now, but I still got it. I understood it, I felt in, I experienced it along with the characters. My life was invested in their choices, I was spending my time in their days, and I even almost felt like we were friends.
    I do feel like saying, however, I totally called the ending, most of it anyway, and I only made one false prediction. But when I got to the end part where "He" is reading to "Her," I came across a paragraph of words that really connected with me, and so I'm going to share it with you.


    “You are Hannah, a lover of life, a strength to those who shared in your friendships. You are a dream, a creator of happiness, an artist who has touched a thousand souls. You’ve led a full life and wanted for nothing because your needs are spiritual and you have only to look inside you. You are kind and loyal, and you are able to see beauty where others do not. You are a teacher of wonderful lessons, a dreamer of better things...Hannah, there is no reason to feel lost, for:
Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,
No birth, identity, form-no object of the 
    world,
Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;...
The body, sluggish, aged, cold-the embers
    left from earlier fires,
    ...shall duly flame again:” (The Notebook, 164*)
    How beautiful is that? I mean, honestly! That is one of the best, most loving descriptions of someone I have ever heard in my life, and I'm so proud that Nick Sparks chose my name to say it about. And all I have to say on that subject is this; Nicholas Sparks knows what he's talking about. 

*Oh yeah I even did it in MLA Citation baby!!
    Sparks, Nicholas. The Notebook.
        New York: Warner Books, Inc., 1996. Print. 164

WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
    You can think you have everything in your life figured out, and the next second, its a jigsaw puzzle.
April 24, 09:40 AM

Top Ten Most Annoying Traits in People

10. Touchy-Feely People- Get your hand out of my ear. No, don’t put it on my shoulder-ohkay, that’s enough..STOP TOUCHING MY NECK! Um, that’s not my knee
9. Knuckle cracking-eeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaggggghhck!!!! *Spine Shudder* [Added by Harrison: Also toes. Cracking toes is disgusting.] (Kevin says, don't crack knuckles-crack skulls *punches hands together near my ear*)
8. Exaggerated Empathetic- The people who agree with everything you say, that have gone through the exact same issues you have, that have advice on every subject, those people just make me cringe. HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY HAVE A COCKAPOO NAMED RINGO WHO IS IN LOVE WITH YOUR MALTIPOO NAMED TEDDY, TOO?!?! It’s just not possible.
7. Looking Through Stuff without Asking- I hate you I hate you I hate you. I don’t grab your mom and go through her without asking. Please don’t grab my backpack and rifle through it, don’t flip through my book-especially if I’m already reading it! Don’t grab a paper that I’m writing on and read it, don’t grab my wallet and look through it for money, don’t move a book I’m doing homework out of, just KEEP YOUR FLIPWILSON HANDS OFF!
6. Reading over Shoulder- Just. Don’t. Do. It…Kevin.
5. Overzealous Nodders- You know those people, the ones that nod and go, “oh absolutely! Yeah, uhuh, oh sure, mmhmm, go on, I know! Totally, sure, mmhmm, oh I’ve been there, uhuh, uh-huh…” Those people annoy me. I don’t need your approval to keep talking! I just naturally assume you’re listening.
4. People Who Say “Awesome” to Describe Everything*- Its called a thesaurus. But, here, I’ll give you some for free. FANTASTIC, AMAZING, GREAT, ASTONISHING, WONDERFUL, MAGNIFICENT, TERRIFIC, IMPRESSIVE, MAGESTIC, STUNNING, nifty! Okay, nifty might not work, but still. A load of other words you can use.
3. Excessive Profanity- You can say it without swearing. I know it’s possible because most everybody at my church does it, and they usually get their point across. Now, I understand that some things need emphasis, but if the ratio of cursing to “socially acceptable” words is 2:1, something’s wrong.
2. Nervous Laughter- If you think its funny, laugh. If you don’t, it’s not a big deal. I much prefer knuckle cracking to nervous laughing. Just, you know, an FYI.
1. Coming up behind you and hugging you- I really hate that. I mean, I’m not a touching kind of person. I don’t hug people often, and when I do, I’m probably in a “I’m-So-Tired-I’m-Hallucinating-That-You’re-Jake-Gyllenhaal” state of mind. But, really, don’t hug me from behind. I might be forced to bring out some of my renowned tae kwon do moves on you…yeah I’m a green belt. Don’t test me, foo. [Kevin just bust out laughing, and I have no idea why...perhaps he was committing #6?]

And the absolute, take-the-caker, is People Who Chew With Their Mouth Open- You all know someone who does it. Maybe you do it. I want to know what your food looks like inside your mouth just as much as you want to know what it looks like coming out. And the noise, that chomping, the chewing, it just makes me want to put a vacuum hose in your mouth and turn it on. So, on this one, I'll just give you some modified advice from the greatest wizard there ever was. Keep it hidden, keep it safe.


BONUS FROM HARRISON: People who poke you in the chest when they’re mad at you - *awkward look at Monica* (or to make a point)- Apparently, you think I need a bruise to remember what you’re saying. I’ll remember the fury, but when you poke me, I slip into an awkward rage of my own, and I won’t remember anything after that. Much like the Hulk.



*EXEPTION: Barney Stinson


WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
    The original flavor of Twinkies was banana, but when the US went through a banana shortage during WW2, they switched it to vanilla, which became so popular it stuck.

March 08, 09:01 AM

Top Ten Sexy Accents

[In no particular order because, lets be honest, they're all just as equally redeeming and sexy in their own ways.]

10. Argentinean
9. Enunciation [aka speaking Crosby, Sinatra, Dean, Brando, Connery] -OR- Lisp [Jake Gyllenhaal.]
8. Italian
7. Irish
6. Australian [no, thank you Heath Ledger, Keith Urban, Eric Bana and Jackman.]
5. Welsh
4 Flemish [DO NOT KNOCK IT TIL YOU'VE HEARD IT!]
3. Russian
2. Scottish [aaaaaaaaaand thats a rap Mr. Tennant. Thank you, you gorgeous hunk of Who, you.]
1. British [All Of Them. Every. Single. One.]


WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
    Roald Dahl could speak English, Norwegian and Swahili. He had to learn it for his work in Africa (for Shell in 1930). This of course means that I will now be learning the fantastical language of Swahili. Hi-ho, college tutoring!!

February 28, 08:17 PM

Top Ten Signs You're At A Geek Convention:

10. You hear more Kanye/Taylor impressions during introductions and people NEVER stop thinking its funny.
9. Walking down the hall and overhearing the apparently ongoing conversation about "the pros and cons of  incest" makes you turn your head and realize you're the only one who thinks something is off about that...
8. You see a girl dressed up Sonic the Hedgehog being chased by a banana being chased by a gorilla being chased by an EAGLE and continue on your way.
7. You become so competitive while taking your tests that you actually find yourself giving the poor guy next to you taking Latin Derivatives Level I the evil eye while you fill out the decoy answer sheet to your Mythology Level II papers.
6. You hear The Lonely Island's "Like A Boss" and roughly %5 of the total population is shaking it like Seth Rogen. The other %95 is looking around in confusion, bobbing their heads to the admittedly catchy beat.
5. You shell out $10 for a t-shirt that says "Im On A Boat," on the front, and "Don't you ever forget" on the back...in Latin.
4. The hottest guy here is wearing rainbow shorts, purple suspenders [and not the cool kind], a sweatband, and open-toed sandals with white cotton socks and yelling, "Who wears short shorts? We wear short shorts!"
3. There's a dude here who is Josh Groban's doppleganger. There's also a guy carrying around a giant-sized axe painted red and yellow with black polka-dots.
2. People are competing to see who knows more about obscure Greek and Roman myths, who knows the most Latin bases, ablatives of means and definitions of Latin words and bases of English words, being SOOOOOOPER competitive about it and serious, and you're just concentrating on not pressing your buzzer and saying, "that was easy!"
1. Its the only place where the Kool-Aide Man, Harry Potter, Star Wars, laser guns, oversized banana suits, Star Wars, Transformers, Sonic the Hedgehog, Pikachu, Star Wars, hillbilly farmers, bulldogs, togas, Star Wars, Yoda, the words "praetexta," "illegetimes," and "nauta" on t-shirts, 300 references, I JUST LOST THE GAME-games, Star Wars, ABBA's "Dancing Queen," Texas Hold 'Em, dolls, men dressed as princesses, a ratty old dog being passed around to doers of good, Star Wars, a mural of an alligator made out of tictacs and M&Ms, the Superman insignia standing for something other that the word "super," empty pizza boxes littered in halllways and Miley Cyrus' Party In The USA on speakers can all coexist in the same room and be considered completely normal. Oh, did I mention Star Wars?

Bonus: Someone here is named Spyro Efpraxius. I am going to adopt him.

WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:

I am full of wonder, surprise, fantasy, and carbon dioxide, but Im only good for you in small doses.

March 08, 09:30 PM
    I finally figured out what my problem in life is. Im too adult. I mean sure, I have my angsty teen moments, just like everyone else, but for the most part, I'm an uppity snob. I find it hard to have good conversations with people my age because usually I freak them out, and adults and I don't always click*. Like, I think sometimes I might be intimidating because I keep updated on political happenings and I read Austen and Hawthorne and Lewis and Tolkien and Adams and Asimov and Klosterman and the findings of Newton, and I'm sarcastic, which is a very advanced form of intellectual humor that most adults [and several young adults] aren't used to. Also, I hate adults who boss me around just because of my age, and people who would rather walk all the way across the mall just to avoid walking next to me for half a second [<---what am I going to do, molest your child? Give me a break, I have blue and pink hair, not a ten foot long penis sprouting from my spinal cord like a tail that belongs on Ord from Dragon Tales (NERD POINTS FOR THE OBSCURE PBSKids SHOW REFERENCE!!!) I mean, come on people. Get over it. If Michael Jackson can be white, I can have Joss Stone hair.]
    Anyway. Back to the point. I act like an adult now, preferring to sit quietly in a corner and observe rather than be in the midst of action, always ready to kiss a scraped knee on a child but rarely willing to take responsibility for their mistakes. SO, you know, like a parent. And I think this is because I never had a childhood. Growing up the oldest of four with a brother 11 months younger than me, there was always another kid behind me, and I learned nurturing at an early age. Sure, I watched Barney and Friends, but I was more concerned with the fact that Josh and Jake get something out of the episode, while I was planning out the next coloring page [yes. I color coded my coloring books. DWI]. So I never really got to experience Elmo for all he was worth. 
    Also, I was never a humungous fan of Cap'n Crunch or Trix or any of those cereals. If I ate anything other than Cheerios [God I love them] or Kix, it was Life or BooBerries when we had them, which wasn't often. While kids my age were learning to read, I was teaching myself, and by the time my peers were struggling through Curious George's Day at the Zoo, I was devouring The Babysitters' Club, The Saddle Club and Sweet Valley High Series. When my classmates reached the age where they were learning Monster Math [and I was zoning out in class] I was reading Little House In The Big Woods. By the time fourth grade rolled around, and my classmates were listening to Backstreet Boys and Spice Girls, I was dressing up like Laura Ingalls and begging my mom to let me take my lunch to school in a pail. I had never even heard of N'Sync, I hated Britney Spears, and didn't really watch Nickolodeon. Instead, I was listening to the likes of Rascall Flatts [I was there in the early years,] and ELI, Cat Stevens and The Beatles, Josh Groban and The Commodores. I watched the same VHSes over and over again, was a big fan of Cyberchase and Liberty Kids, and was contemplating raising my kids to be Amish [I was still obsessed by Laura Ingalls]. That was pretty much my childhood. Oh, and whenever I was reading, I ate.
   My solution to this lack of a childhood problem is simple: My Eighteenth Year, as well as whats left of my Seventeenth Year, will hereby be devoted to doing as many things childlike as possible; swinging on swings, playing soccer and not caring how good I am, picking flowers and not worrying about my bee allergy, drinking apple juice any chance I can get, and watching Sesame Street [I miss the old version. Don't like Abby Cadabby. Harumph], writing fan mail to J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis [I know they're dead Im not going to send them. Just write them], read Eric Carle and Dav Pilkey on my breaks at work, and chill with Asprin and Addy, my two imaginary friends. 
    So that is my resolution, My new, modified, updated resolution. And I'm starting with devouring this nice large bowl of Lucky Charms in front of me. Its orgasmically delicious! 


WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
    Director Tim Burton's (if you don't know who he is, you don't watch movies) trademark is scarecrows. They make an appearance in every one of his films.
March 08, 09:22 AM

Top Ten Reasons I Do Not Miss McDonalds

10. Hair On My Fries-they're called hairnets. You wear them on your head. Look it up.
9. The Play Area Smells Like Feet-if you need Lysol, its like $3.
8. Nasty Restrooms*- Just clean it. If you cleaned it regularly, it wouldnt be as gross the next time you did. I clean bathroom at my work. Just clean it.
7. F@c$3d up Orders- Yes um, I would like the fries-Okay you want the large BigMac?-No, just fries and a small Pepsi please.-Oh, sorry, you want Chicken Nuggets and Onion Rings, hold the Tomato.-NO! I WANT THE FAMN DRIES AND A PUCKING FEPSI!
6. That Crap They Call Apple Pie-you can't get it wrong, and yet somehow, they do.
5. Supersize Me-If you haven't seen the movie, do it now. Or later.
4. That Bloated Feelins I Get-even when Im not bleeding through a lower orface.
3. Unfriendly Staff-AM...I...SPEAKING...SLOW...ENOUGH...FOR...YOU?!?!
2. Low Ratio of Pop to Water-I am never happy with my drink. Ever.
1. Because McDonalds=McCruelty [Im vegan.]

*This includes sticky floors and dirty tables.

WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
Ax leaves scorch marks on your walls...but only if you set it on fire first.

February 24, 09:52 AM

*I am not a NeoNazi. I am just looking at both sides of the equation here. Me personally, I think what they did as dispicable, but Im sure that they didnt think that.

This is an essay I wrote freshman year, after watching "The Uprising" [as opposed to Schindler's List] and given the prompt, Can a moral man maintain his moral code in an immoral world?

Hannah Rounds

Holocaust Argument

Honors World History 9

Mr. Swetter

German Morality

    ‘Can a moral man maintain his moral code in an immoral world?’ was the theme from the movie Uprising, as asked by Mordacei Aneilewicz. That question remains unanswered today. But a bigger, more luminous question exists as well; were the Germans’ actions moral during the Holocaust? My answer is yes, they were moral, if unethical and inhumane.

    Psychologist Lawrence Kohlberg stated that there are five stages of morality in a human. Stage four declares that if the law says it is so, and then if you are obeying the law, you are remaining moral. The law said that the Jews were scum, and to exterminate them. The Germans were following the law, so they were sticking to their moral code.

    Adolf Hitler thought that there was an upper class of the human race, a superior class, the Aryans. Hitler and the Nazis thought that they were doing the world a favor, ridding it of the inferiors cluttering the Aryans existence. Namely, Jews, Catholics, blacks, homosexuals, the infirm, old, and mentally retarded. In their minds, they were doing the correct thing in that situation, and it was in their minds that they were obeying their morals.

    Some Germans thought that what they did was above the law. Kohlberg says that is stage five of morality, believing that your opinion is better than law, if it is right. Schindler thought this (in Schindler’s List), and so did Commander Wilner (in Uprising). They both helped the Jews, even though that was betraying their own country. They were obeying their morals, because what they were doing was, in their minds, morally correct, even if it was breaking the law. They were also ethical and humane, unlike the others.

    So, in conclusion, the German Nazis kept their moral code in an immoral world. Although, it was they themselves who created that immoral world, they stuck to what the law said, and they remained moral. In doing so, however, they destroyed the morals of others, like the Jews, and also took away their hope. And we can ask, is it more important to maintain morality, or keep ethical? That is a question that will fuel debates for all time.

Note: This does not necessarily reflect my own opinions. Its just an essay, don't read too much into it. Besides, I would make a terrible Nazi. I've got Compassion Syndrome. I take what everyone is feeling and reflect it on myself.
March 11, 08:43 AM

Top Ten People* With The Best Laughs

[Bonus; Their categories!]

10. Jimmy Fallon- Chipmunk Laugh
9. Nassim Al Fakir- Belly Laugh.
8. Seth Rogan- I-smoked-too-much-marijuana-in-high-school-and-my-vocal-cords-have-no-movement Laugh.
7. Stuart Broad- I-don't-think-this-is-funny-I'm-just-humoring-you Chuckle
6. Jimmy Carr- Monotonous Laugh
5. Ricky Gervais- Squealing Laugh (Let it be known, I adore Ricky Gervais, and his laugh most def. amuses me. But lets face it, its totally bursting, squeaky and awesome.
4. Fran Drescher- uuuuuuuurrrrrrreeeeeeeeegh Laugh.
3. Catherine Tate- I-Truly-Think-This-Is-Funny-And-Am-Not-Afraid-To-Laugh Laugh.
2. Elijah Wood- Explosive Laugh
1. Horatio Sans- Contagious Laugh

*Let me clarify: Celebrities.

WHAT I LEARNED TODAY:
Where does the king keep his armies?
                          [In his sleevies!!!]

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