What a waste.

So, despite the last two blog posts telling you otherwise, I did not give up fried food, nor did I give up french fries for lent. I gave up facebook.

In reality, I gave up facebook roughly the same time as lent, with the intention being to go off it for a week. Then my other goals fell through, and I realized that giving up facebook would totally count. Plus more, because I'm way more addicted to facebook than I am to french fries.

It's been super hard. Super. Hard. I keep on thinking of awesome statuses that I want to post, or just statuses that I want to people to see and know about, even if they're not awesome. So, as to not be wasteful, I decided to post them here. Just imagine the "Hannah Grace" in front of every post.

My nephew just took some chocolate chips out of the cookie dough, smooshed them in his hand, and offered, "want these?" When I said, "no, i don't want those!" He said, "Okay, I guess I'll have them then." What a cutie.

can't believe she didn't know it was fake mustache day. This is the saddest day ever.

Could live in her hammock. If it didn't start snowing all the time.

loves spring!

learned how to use the internet in computer tech today. Thank Heavens for school.

just went to a jaw physical therapist that has her do exercises that make her look like the following things: a puffer fish, a monkey, the man from "The Scream," and the man in "the thinker"

really wants to post a facebook status right now.





HARRY POTTER CLUB

Life lately

You know what kind of ruins lent? When the next day, you totally forget your goal and eat 3 dollars worth of tater babies and chicken chunks (they were delicious, btw). So guess who changed their goal?? HANNAH! It is now just cutting out french fries (being more specific makes it easier to remember) and a few unsavory words from my vocabulary. And since I changed my goal, I have been doing great.

I don't understand why people say mean things, when they don't have to say mean things. In fact, they don't have to say anything. Real happening:
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H: Do you know what this restaurant has on the menu that isn't deep fat fried? All the chicken dishes I get are fried.
D: Why? (imagine it said in a really snarky, superior tone)
H: I gave up fried food for lent, and I'm trying to decide what to get.
D: Oh, so what, you're Catholic now? (seriously snarky guys, imagine as much snark as you can.)
H: You don't have to be Catholic to observe lent.
D: Whatever. Lent. That's dumb. Shmoo shmoo shmoo shmoo I'm a huge jerk.

Okay, so maybe that last part wasn't a direct quote, but you get what I'm saying. Seriously. I wasn't asking his opinion of me observing lent, I was simply asking him a menu-related question (that he failed to answer, btw). I guess any opportunity to talk is an opportunity to be a huge jerk, for him.

I used to think he was awesome, too. What a sense of disillusionment.

Anyway, in other news, I saw the Scarlet Pimpernel at my school 4 times because I have a life and stop judging me. I also finished my stand up comedy act for the school talent show, and have been practicing for my audition this Friday. Otherwise, I'm just preparing for life at the BYU.



Pictured: Me and a freedom rider at the Sundance Film Festival last year. They made an amazing documentary, and I got to meet him! He was there! F'realz! So cool.

Lent

One lent I want to give up lentils, just for the fun word play.

Last year I gave up french fries, and I was quite successful. This year I'm taking it a step further. I am giving up...wait for it...drumroll, please...

All Deep Fried Food!

including but not limited to:

French Fries
Chicken Nuggets/fried chicken
Donuts
And, even though I've never eaten these in my life, fried pickles.

I guess this means no more fry parties for a while. Woo. Wish me luck.

Also, I uploaded all of the photos from my old memory card onto the computer, so the next few posts will have an extra special fun blast-from-the-past photo at the end! Whoopee!


Me and Lilaroo in fall of 2009. What a cutie. We were laying on my hammock the other day (for the brief period it wasn't covered in snow) and she said to me, "Hammocks are the best thing. They're like swings, only cozier."

True dat. True dat.

The end of an era.

That last post was symbolic of my Justin Bieber phase.

Because in the time between that post and this one I decided to just let the unavoidable wash over me so I could get over it quickly and move on with my life.
But there's no denying I had it. The Bieber Fever.

I categorize my life in phases, they're just part of who I am. I obsess. But sometimes I am more willing to obsess than others. I was reluctant to be a belieber. But I learned I just have to accept who I am, and hopefully it will be over soon.

And it was. Don't get me wrong, I still love the Biebs...but I am still a healthy human being. I can't say that about all Bieber fans.

Thankfully, the only thing remaining from that phase was an awesome t-shirt, some good memories with friends, songs to listen to in the car, and this video of me playing the harmonica.



PS: I'M GOING TO COLLEGE. but more on that later.

Why Justin Bieber is a classy "man."

I might just be posting this so I can stop looking at my grosso pock-face...but here comes the Bieber talk.

Say what you will about his music, but this is adorbs.

In case you missed it, there was a viral youtube video of a 3 year old girl crying because she loved Justin Bieber so much. It's super cute. It's pretty long, so just watch like the first minute and the last 20 seconds.

Anyway,Jimmy Kimmel saw this video, and got J Biebs himself to come surprise the little girl and her older sisters, who I'm sure loved him just as much.

The whole thing gave me the warm fuzzies. But if you have still have no reason to love Justin Bieber, you have to give him props for being a class act: He sent their whole family to Disneyland. DISNEYLAND! That is a good man right there...a good. man.

boy.

Thoughts on chicken pox.

I know it's been infinity since I posted last. But I have a valid excuse. The most valid excuse I've ever heard, which is that I had the chicken pox.

I suggest that small children, pregnant women, and the elderly stop reading immediately. What you are about to see is of a very graphic nature, and may cause vomiting. But...I still think they're cool. And unless your name is Julie or Maggie, just be thankful you didn't have to see them in real life.


Me, later on in the week, on the mend.


My forehead is one of the places that got it worst.

I call this hairstyle taking a bath then sleeping on wet hair nine times in a row. I couldn't get it to look that awesome if I tried.

Chicken pox in your mouth and down your throat= no bueno. It was awful. I had this awesome mouth numbing medicine, though, that worked wonders.

My ugly chicken-pocked face

Because my parents were in the happiest place on earth while I was in the unhappiest place on earth (chickenpoxland) I really got to see how many people cared about me. Don't get me wrong, I don't blame my parents at all, I told them not to come home. I would have felt awful if they came home early because of me. Side note, they did come home a few days early after all, and promptly got the flu. Bummer times.

Anyway, I never for one minute felt like I wasn't taken care of. My young womens leader picked up my prescriptions, even though she had to leave them on my doorstep because she had never had chicken pox before. My sister brought me dinner and plenty of Scrubs to watch. Maggie came and kept me company. I got a few phone calls from people too far away to visit, and talked to Andy for hours at a time. So that, combined with probably a full 24 hours of sitting in the bath, 30 hours of watching Scrubs, and 10 hours of Spongebob, and the worst of my chicken pox was over.

Still, it was pretty horrible. I missed the last week of the term, causing frightening amounts of stress. It was lonely without anyone in the house, and limited visitors. And, on the most part, chicken pox just blow. But, I'm grateful to have them now so I don't have to be worried when my kids have chicken pox.

For now, I'm just concentrating on getting back in the game, which has been a full time job. I think I'm mostly caught up, though, which is nice. Now it's just smooth sailing for the rest of the semester until (gulp) college. Looking forward to it.

Happy Birthday, Julie!

It's my sister's birthday today! Happy Birthday, Julie! Unfortunately, she was sick all day with the stomach flu :( such a bummer, especially on her birthday! But, because of that unfortunate event, I got to watch the cutest baby in the whole entire world! My nephew, Holden. Because I'm practicing my photography, I decided to practice on him, and I was actually pretty successful! Here are some of the best ones:




Happy birthday, Julie!! Thanks for having the cutest baby in the entire world! I hope you feel better!