You Know What Really Bugs Me....?

....*Texting. I mean come on people. Do you really and truly have to be stuck in your cell phone all day? No offense but I can almost guarantee the world will NOT end if you can't touch your cell phone for two seconds. (I know. I'm crazy aren't I.) Okay okay I know. I used to be a *gulp* texter. And in some situations I will condone it. (Like if you're talking to someone I highly approve of and you let me read what you're saying to them) ;). BUT some people have just taken it way too far. It seems pretty ironic to me that you're missing out talking to people in real life because you're too busy virtually talking to people. Why do I have a feeling this whole generation will suffer from eye strain and unable-to-use-one's-hands syndrome.....*sigh*. Okay rant over. And no, I won't hate you forever and attempt to murder you in your sleep if you text. Just don't do it when you're talking to me (though I will make exceptions depending on how awesome you are...).

...*Having to use the library computer so much because I can only use my home computer between the hours of 3-6 PM. Yeah just don't even ask....

....*Evasive people who never give you a straight answer about anything. Just know I will not hesitate to throttle an answer out of you if you persist on messing with my mind....;)

....*Not being able to find a job because people take one look at you, think "Oh....It's one of those....*gasp*....teenagers" and then patronize you by saying, "I'm so very sorry, hun, but we're not hiring right now...." (Yep. I'm sure you're just being eaten alive by all your pity for me...).

Sorry for all my cynicalness. I'm not really in that bad a mood and I'm not as angsty as this blog applies. I'm just getting some things off my chest.....You know how I am. ;)
Later

Allergy Horrors- Part 2

If you haven't read my last post, go read it before reading this....(though you probably should have figured that out seeing as how this is part 2). ;)

....When I first saw the results of my allergy test, I wanted to explode. My first reason for wanting to explode was from my prideful joy in being right. I had NOT been a hypochondriac and had not imagined my strange reactions to dairy. I was off the chart allergic to all dairy products (take that you crazy people who didn't believe me!). My second reason for wanting to explode was out of pure horror and shock. The dairy thing didn't unnerve me that much because I'd been avoiding it for a while. However, not only was I off the charts allergic to dairy, but I was also off the charts allergic to *clears throat* wheat, gluten and eggs....(and of course cashews but we already knew that seeing as how I had to be rushed to the ER after consuming one).

That might not sound so bad at first, but just think about it for a second. That meant no regular bread, no pasta, hardly any packaged foods (though it's healthier to avoid those anyways,), etc. etc. I was in a state of shock. For those of you who didn't know this, I have been addicted to bread and pasta for YEARS. And with one simple allergy test it was all over. I wanted to cry....

So I know you're surprised that I haven't starved to death after all these weeks. But, believe it or not, I'm actually surviving pretty well. Though it's weird going out to eat (I have to eat hamburgers without the bun which looks pretty strange) I've found a lot of substitutes. Some absolutely wonderful souls out there decided that just because one is gluten and lactose intolerant doesn't mean one should live in torture and thus made a whole bunch of actually good tasting food without all that stuff in it. Sure this stuff is no replacement for that heavenly tasting thing known as white bread, but hey, at least I'm forced to eat healthier (I've had to eat more fruits and vegetables over the past two months than I would have normally volunteered to eat). Also, you don't really have to worry about getting fat without bread and pasta and milk in your diet. Yes, there is a positive side to everything....(well, most everything anyways)....;)

Allergy Horrors- Part 1

Last month I had to go visit the doctor (fun times) so I could FINALLY figure out what foods I was allergic to. Luckily I go to an integrative doctor rather than a conventional one (which means I don't have to have dangerous shots forced on me all the time and I get the opportunity to take helpful supplements and such) so the checkup itself wasn't that bad. Rather, it was the blood giving part that really shook me up.

I had known for a while that I would have to give blood for the allergy tests, but nothing prepared me for the horror. I made it through the actual blood giving okay by staring at the wall as though I were obsessed with it and pretending that I didn't exist. Then as I sat there recuperating, I figured the worst was over and that I had made it. Then the nurse, bless her heart, suddenly decided to tell my mom a whole host of stories about people fainting after giving blood. Needless to say, the thought that I might faint hadn't really crossed my mind before, but it sure as heck crossed my mind now. As the nurse gabbed on and on my stomach started to hurt really really bad and my ears started ringing. I tried to shake it off and act like nothing was wrong, but (suggestive and hypochondriacal person that I am) I couldn't and instead started to panic (which didn't really help matters much). Somewhere in the middle of a story involving a girl fainting dead away and bouncing off the wall, my stomach hurt so bad I was SURE I was going to puke and the world was slowly starting to fade away. I'd never fainted before, but I figured that if you got to the point where you started seeing black spots and your ears were ringing so badly you could barely hear that you were pretty darn close. I finally voiced my concerns, and the nurse, (as though she had been expecting this all along) made me lie down. I lay there for a long time, white as a sheet and trying my best not to think about blood-related things. It was difficult let me tell you....

Finally, I was able to sit up without the world spinning wildly and I found that my terrible nausea had passed (I wonder what it is about fainting that it has to include the urge to puke...). I weakly left the doctor's office, deciding that I would NEVER give blood again unless under emergency circumstances and that anyone who tried to force me to do so under unnecessary circumstances would be severely throttled.....

Well, I waited about 3 long weeks after that for the results of my allergy test. After such a long period of anticipation I was about to discover whether my strange reactions to dairy were truly that or just me being a hypochondriac (my brothers tended to declare for the latter option)....I must say though, that the test surprised me quite a good deal.

To be continued.....;)

Books These Days....

What goes through the heads of the majority of authors of teen books these days? Do they really have such a low opinion of this generation?

Honestly, too many teen books are filled with absolute crap (if you want to be blunt about it). Cursing is rampant (are we honestly that short on vocabulary that we can't think of better words to express our thoughts?), all the characters seem ignorant of even the most basic morals and I won't even begin to talk about the sex element.... Sex is a beautiful gift from God (when saved for marriage), whereas these books turn it into a cheap, meaningless nothing. Sickening.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to say that I want to read books about goody-two-shoes and teenagers who do no wrong. It just would be nice to read something that doesn't make me cringe, turn red, or attempt to hide the book deep in my abysmal closet so my mom doesn't see it...It would also be nice to read about teenagers who are not completely without a sense of moral direction and who don't abuse sex in such disgusting ways. I mean honestly people. Are today's teenagers really that....bad?

Thankfully not that all modern-day books are like that. The Harry Potter books are some of my most favorite books in this whole wide world and the Twilight books (surprisingly enough) don't have any overboard sexual discussions/depictions. However, such books seem to be few and far between. It sure does make my day to know the high expectations authors have of us teenagers. Thanks guys.....

It is I

Yes, I am the ULTIMATE blog slacker and there is no competition for that title....BUT summer is finally here which means I am a free woman. Thus, I will have much more time to post...

As to summer, it has been pretty darn amazing so far. I have gotten to hang out with some of the most amazing people in the world, have gotten to read my romance novels and psychology books to my heart's content (and the reading is still going on) and have rediscovered the art of relaxing. ;) I also have had a heart bursting with pride because my little brother got the part of Kurt in the play "The Sound of Music" that our town is putting on (if you don't know who Kurt is or what "The Sound of Music" is than you are seriously deprived....haha). I am rather obsessed with that movie (I've been watching it since I was 6 after all) and getting to help him with all the music is probably more fun for me than it is for him....The sad part is though that I will just so happen to be out of town the week of the performance (yes, the VERY week of the performance a vacation just had to be scheduled for me. That's my luck for you...). The vacation will be awesome hopefully (seeing as how it's to Boston and I've never been anywhere quite that exotic so far) but missing the play might just finish me off....I will just have to settle for dress rehearsals I suppose *sigh*

So anyways that's what's been going on with me. In future days I will give you some more details of some things coming up and some experiences I've had lately, but for right now I'm gonna go cause my eyes are getting weary of staring at this screen and I really don't want to go blind for the sake of blogging (though it IS a rather good sake I must say....;) ). Later

Stupid computer

I know I know. I've been a slacker. But it's not my fault this time. *shoots an evil, menacing stare in the direction of my computer 5 miles away*. You see, one day my computer just decided to make my stressful life just that more stressful by not working. I tried everything. I repaired the connection until my brain was spinning and I was about to punch something. And of course, no luck. I think the harder you try with computers, the more they act up. So anyways, I've been forced to check the internet on our library's computer which is not the best thing in the world seeing as how I'm rather paranoid at anyone seeing what I'm typing. That is why I am now sitting hunched as close as I can to the computer, my eyes occasionally scanning the room to make sure there are no creepers around with the nerve to attempt to infiltrate my personal life......Just kidding. I'm not quite THAT paranoid. but I am extremely annoyed. So that's the reason I haven't been blogging much. I just don't have time because they limit your use of the computer here to a certain number of minutes a day ("seriously?" I ask myself...).

Over and out (and if you suddenly heard a loud bang it's probably me exploding in fury at the world of technology.).

Randomness of My Life....

Sorry it's been such a while. I've just been plain lazy and I'm rather ashamed of myself....but I promise that I will try to do better. ;) A lot of stuff's been going on this month so here are a few things....

*This weekend I spent the night at my dear friend Courtney's house, and when I woke up the next day I realized I was snowed in as it was blizzarding at a rather rapid rate. I have to admit that I was pretty happy about the fact that I got to stay a whole 'nother day, but I'm sure everyone in the house all went into shock and considered running out of the house as fast as they could upon discovering this...Haha just kidding ;) Anyways, I had a pretty darn awesome time, though one night was rather creepy.....It was about 12 at night and we were minding our own business trying to sleep, when all of a sudden the outside lights came on. Courtney said that the lights got triggered by movement, and I have to admit that this did not reassure me too much. For all I knew there could be some creeper out there ready to jump in the window and slash our throats. Anyways I was rather creeped out by this point, when suddenly I heard a loud cry that sounded like a child (or me when I am denied chocolate). By this time we were both seriously freaked out, so we slowly got up and went into the hallway. A rather strange sight met my eyes. There was a strange, yellow, freakishly large cat with his face pressed up against the glass staring in at Courtney's cat who was staring at it from the other side of the glass. Normally such a sight wouldn't have phased me (except making me laugh hysterically and which in turn might make me fall over cracking my skull) but seeing as how it was black night and I had axe murderers on my mind I was rather creeped out to say the least. After staring in shock at this sight for a few minutes, we went back to bed. I think we would have slept fine after that except for the fact that I complicated the situation by launching into a discussion about cats the size of humans. This in turn launched a whole series of shrieks and other unnerving incidents until suddenly it was 2 AM. Bringing up the giant cat thing was not my brightest moment, I'll admit it...But hey, at least I'm not a creeper like that wierdo cat....

*School has been stressful (to say the least). Also, I'm suddenly having to face the idea of looking at other colleges since the one I want to go to is really expensive. I can probably still go there if I get lots of scholarships (no pressure right?) but I'm looking at some others just in case....And yes one of them is a big public unversity (one of the best in the country though). I have to admit that looking at this one will be a rather big (and probably rather terrifying) adventure for me seeing as how I've always imagined myself at a small, private college. The first time my mom mentioned it I almost went into shock. This idea had never crossed my mind before. At first I was like, "No way! Are you kidding me????" Then I started to consider it. It is, after all, ranked #1 in psychology (which I'm very much interested in), has tons of activities and clubs and such, and is the home of the best basketball team in the world after all....Hmm.....So the bottom line is, after recovering from a state of shock, I decided to go visit it after all. Even if I don't go there, it'll be an experience at least (though a rather scary one I'll admit...). I'm going next month, so I'll let you know how it goes (if I survive to tell the tale).....haha just kidding ;)

*A few weeks ago I went to Gatlinburg with my youth group, and it was pretty awesome (but rather crazy) to say the least....But I'll give you the story on that one later ;)

Congestion = A Nightmare

This week I've had a little cold. Nothing too major except I couldn't talk for two straight days because of a sore throat (very difficult for me to do I can assure you) and I looked like a complete and total insane maniac. Plus my brothers were not very conducive to my recovery by shrieking loudly, running around the house, and pounding on the drums when I was trying to sleep (you'd think they'd be more considerate, but I've learned not to expect too much from brothers..). Anyways, last night, however, was NOT fun. I thought I was all over my cold, but I woke up with my ear throbbing so bad I thought it was going to pop off my head. I lay there, writhing in pain, for a few minutes debating whether or not I should go wake up my mom. Normally I don't like to wake people up from their beauty sleep unless the house is on fire, I'm covered in snakes, or I'm just plain dying. The pain was so dang bad, however, that I stumbled out of bed. I figured I probably wasn't dying, but I didn't want to take any chances....

After explaining all this to my mom, she got up to get me some ear drops and a heating pad. Unfortunately, at this point my stomach started hurting really bad and I felt like I was going to hurl at any moment. Plus the world started spinning wildly and my ears started ringing. I wasn't sure what this signified but I knew it wasn't good. I have a deathly fear of fainting so I began to panic over the idea of fainting, which didn't help matters one bit. "Mom!" I said rather frantically. "I think I'm going to faint." My mom told me to get straight back to bed, so I lurched down the hallway wondering if I was going to pull through and wishing I hadn't eaten all that popcorn right before bed. I lay there for a while, and finally the nausea passed as did the ear pain. Let me assure you, though, it was some of the WORST pain I've ever had in my life and my ear still hurts a little bit as we speak. Apparently all that congestion from my cold went straight to my ear cause it feels full of something (I don't really want to think about what at the moment...). It feels better today though so hopefully it'll be all right soon. I really can't take this being sick much longer. For a workaholic, sitting around trying to recover from a cold and doing *gasp* nothing is a horrible nightmare that should never be contemplated. Scary stuff....

Later :)

Haha

Life can be incredibly strange. So strange in fact that it's downright funny. Some of my most interesting life observations come from looking back on the past and then seeing how much my perspective has changed since then. For example, about a year ago this month my mom dropped a bombshell on me. We were going to be moving....Instead of being the rational person that I am and taking the time to think through this announcement, I immediately freaked out.
Me: "WHAT THE HECK?!?! Are you kidding me???? This is gonna mess up and ruin my life!!!! I'm gonna be miserable and hate my life!!! How can you do this to me???? This is a nightmare!!!! AUGH!!!!!" (Exit stage left in a furious huff).

Now, I realize what an idiot I was. Okay I wasn't really an idiot seeing as how there was no way I could have known how good moving here could be, but I still should have looked on the positive side instead of acting like a psycho maniac. Moving here has been absolutely AMAZING and I can't imagine not living here now. It was one of the best things that happened to me (who would have thought I'd have been saying that year ago....). So yeah there's an interesting perspective change for ya....

It's also interesting how much my opinion has changed concerning this fluffly white stuff known as snow. As a child, whenever I saw snow I about went wild. I ran outside, acted like a maniac, got coated in wet snow, and ran in freezing but for some strange reason very happy. Now, snow is more of a bother than anything else (no I'm not a Scrooge or anything). It's pretty, I'll grant you that, but seeing as how I don't even get school off for it there's really no point to it. It only keeps me cooped up in the house all day and all my plans get canceled. So I've been pretty frustrated because it's been snowing allll day and it'll probably be snowing more tomorrow so who knows how mad I'll be after it's all over....But hey, no point in fretting about the weather right?

Ttyl

Tired

I'm tired. I'm so tired I can hardly look at the computer screen without my weary head hitting the desk with a hard thunk. Why, you might ask, am I so tired? Well first of all I haven't slept decently for three nights in a row. Last night, when I was about to fall into a calm, peaceful sleep, my dear brother runs into my room and says, "Hannah, I have something for you to fall asleep on." And he then proceeds to tell me a rather long drawn out story while I am sitting there, blinking my eyes because of the sudden explosion of light in the room and wishing I had the power of super strength so I could throw him furiously out of the room...Well he finally left but, wouldn't you know it, I couldn't go back to sleep. I tossed and turned and groaned and thought about how tired I was going to be if I didn't fall asleep which didn't help matters at all. The other two nights were pretty much exactly the same (minus the talkative brother) so right now I'm pretty much a zombie. I think I'll fall asleep tonight though. At least I'd better or I better get used to being nocturnal...

I'm also tired because we started school back today. It went well, but I was really getting the hang of being lazy and sitting around all day doing exactly what I wanted when I wanted to. Now I get to spend a whole lot of time everyday with my good old friend named calculator (physics and precal take up so freaking much of the day) and my brain feels a bit more stretched than it did before. Not to mention summer seems so very far away. I found out a few weeks ago that I get to go to Boston this summer to visit my cousins, so now this semester is going to go by that much slower....*sigh* That's life I suppose.

I'm too tired to write anymore so ttyl ;)

A New Year

Well 2010 is finally here and I have to admit that this fact creeps me out just a tiny bit. For one thing, this is the first time in my life where I can remember every single year of an entire decade. For another thing, I've always viewed 2010 as that far off, momentous year in the misty future when I graduate high school. I never expected this year to ever get here for crying out loud....;) Anyways, I'm trying my best not to think about it too hard and to remember that I'm taking a year off before college (the only things keeping me from having a full scale panic attack).

New Year's Eve was actually pretty fun. I played games with my crazy family for most of the night, and thanks to some of the goings on during said games I will never be able to contemplate black snakes with a straight face ever again (just don't even ask...). ;) I even was able to sit up till midnight and got to watch all the insane maniacs on TV celebrating the start of the New Year (just so you know you couldn't pay me enough money to be at that crowd on New Year's Eve). I'd rather watch the whole affair from the comfort of my living room if you don't mind...

Today we didn't do too much except watch the Rose Bowl Parade (my dear friend introduced me to that as I had, sadly enough, never watched it) and fire a toy rocket. To get things straight this rocket was not my idea whatsoever as I really don't get into such dangerous things. (haha). Like the extremely intelligent person that I am, I sat in the warm, heated car and watched the rest of my family attempt to shoot that dang rocket in the 16 degree weather. That might be their idea of fun, but it sure as heck isn't mine....;) haha

Happy New Year's to everyone and I hope 2010 is amazing for you. I have a feeling it's gonna be a good year....;)