merp

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Hannah was really insecure about herself. Not many people liked her, and after a few years, it really got to her. She always thought she wasn’t good enough for anyone or anything. She tried. Trust me, she tried. She wore make up, dressed in nice clothes, smiled a lot, and was generally nice. But that was the outside. On the inside, she was falling apart.

One thing did keep her together, even if it was barely doing its job. Music. She listened to anything she could get her hands on. Rap, rock, metal, pop, anything. She made it her mission to learn to sing and play guitar. She was actually pretty good, but she wouldn’t dare sing in front of anyone other than her cat Charlie. 

One day at the dreaded place called school, she heard talk about there being an exchange student. Someone from all the way across the ocean. Ireland, she heard from the popular people. At the time, Hannah didn’t think much of it. One, no one asked her about it. Two, could be rumors. Three, this person probably would fit it perfectly, unlike her. So it was best to just pretend they weren’t there. 

She was sitting down at a lunch table all alone (her best friends Alli, Natalie, and Georgie were busy studying at the library). She had just found her lunch from inside her backpack when she heard a chair move against the floor. She looked up, surprised. No one ever sat with her before… why now? She saw a blond haired, blue eyed guy staring back at her.

“You shouldn’t sit here.” Hannah rushed, already getting ready to stand up and leave. The last thing she wanted to do was to rub her “cooties” off on him.

She had guessed that he was the exchange student and found she was right when he replied in an adorable Irish accent. “Why not? Did I do something wrong?” He began to blush when Hannah looked him in the eyes.

“Look, you’re new here, so let me catch you up. I’m one of the lowest people on the food chain here. You hang with me, its social suicide. I don’t want that to happen to you. Meaning, don’t talk to me. It’ll make your life here terrible, trust me.” Hannah turned and walked quickly away, heading for her locker. She  figured she could quick eat what she had, and then spend the rest of the period in the library. 

She had just swirled her combination on her locker and opened it when she heard footsteps from behind. She tensed, hoping it wasn’t a popular person. She hated when they communicated with her.

“Hey, I don’t care.” She heard an Irish accent pant. “I don’t care if you’re low on the food chain here. You’re beautiful.” 

Hannah’s jaw dropped and she slowly turned around. “Um, I think you’ve  got the wrong person… I’m not beautiful. I’m short, have ugly thumbs, and an ugly face.” She admitted, looking down. She had never told anyone what she really thought of herself, and it took some of her strength away. 

The boy put one hand on her shoulder, the other he lifted her chin up and looked into her blue eyes. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Ugly thumbs?” 

Hannah lifted up her hand. “Short, fat thumbs. Some genetic mistake.” She quickly hid her hand again when she saw the Irish boy looking at them.

“This is bull. You can’t honestly have self esteem so low… what happened?” he asked, concerned.

“People happened.” Hannah said, slipping away from the boy’s grip. She slammed her locker and starting walking away.

“Hey! I don’t even know your name!” The boy ran after her.

Hannah smiled, finding this kind of funny, despite the seriousness. “I’m Hannah. You?”

“Niall. Pleasure to meet you. Now, whats your take on princesses?” He put his arm around her shoulder and they walked down the hallway, finally feeling like they each finally belonged.

I'm not creative

Do you ever feel like someone is ignoring you on purpose?

I hope not. Because the feeling is pretty bad.
Trust me, I know.

I get so afraid that I'll lose my friend to other people, but I always assumed we were so close..

Idk.

Avengers

I just saw Avengers.
All I can say right now is if you haven't seen it yet, SEE IT RIGHT NOW.
RIGHT.
NOW.

Oh my goodness I have to many feels right now.

Woah, look at that date!

I haven't posted in ages.. And it seems like every random post that I've done recently says that. So lets get caught up in my life :D

On May 30th I went to New York City and saw Wicked. It was amazing :D

School ended on the sixth of June. I had such a great year, and I miss all my friends soso much. 

Last week, I took a sign language class, which was really awesome. I learned so much!

I have two ideas for videos that I'll be working on sometime this week. I've already started one. You guys will love them :D

Today I spent about an hour messing around with my hair and a curler. I got a "beachy waves" kind of look, although it was totally not perfect.

It has deflated a ton since then

I also recorded some stuff for a vlog I plan on uploading soon :3

Catch you guys later!

boop

Dear lord, I haven't posted in ages..
well, school gets out in three days, I'll catch you all up then. I've done some pretty epic things within the last time I posted.
(:

Long time, no see!

I am typing this blog update on my new laptop. :D
Its so amazing.

I have a big surprise for my 1005 views and a bunch of followers (:

Friday the 13th

Of course I would wake up with a fever and start crying in front of popular guys at a little diner and not be able to go to this district orchestra thing because i'm sick.

goodnight.

Seven.

Oh dear I am in such a bad mood. Like, everyone is getting on my nerves. My mother especially. She never cares about anything I say.
The only time I smiled today was when we sang this one song in chuch (Days Of Elijah,  over the summer a bunch of us had a dance to it), and when I got a cute good morning text from my friend.

Thank goodness I'm going to see Hunger Games and walk around the mall with my friend.

*grumble grumble*

Today

Today was sooo fun! like omg omg omg I loved it.

So I went to this thing with four other girls called Choices. Its an acronim thingy, that has to do with girls being engineers. So I made so many friends and did so many cool things. I even got a shirt and a gym bag thingy.
I think I want to be some sort of engineer thing now.

And then when we got back to school, we had math. Theres a girl who switched homerooms that is now in our class. My teacher had her sit by me, and I was helping her and stuff. Shes sooo nice.

I just feel like I havent talked to my friends in forever.. and its a weekend so I won't see them for awhile. Ah well

Down Town on Memory Lane

I found this picture on Tumblr, and it really got me thinking.
One of my best friends is a guy. And that pretty much describes our friendship. We sing One Direction, goof around, etc. I love it.

And I've always wanted a friend that I've been friends with forever. Most of my friends from elementary (well, actually all of them) have drifted from me. Until I started thinking today.

I was thinking about him, and how we've actually been friends since atleast first grade. 6th and the begining of 7th, we kind of drifted.

But I have this memory from first grade. Our class was eating cookies, and I bit into mine. My tooth fell out. And I'm not a fan of losing teeth, so I was kind of freaking out. My teacher had him take me to the nurse.

We were also the best readers in our class, so we were always in the higher level reading groups. We called him Story box Nate, because he would always tell random stories.

In fifth grade, a different kid (we'll call him Ron) and I would always hang out. We would sit on the hill outside while everyone else played kickball. I remember talking to him about where everyone would be in twenty years. This one girl would be in jail, he would be normal.

We were close.

But now he never talks to me anymore. Whatever.

And so I spent the day remembering the days of elementary school with a smile on my face. Because I loved that school. We'd play huge groups of tag, sing on the playground, and be friends with everyone. No one worried about relationships. it was all perfect.

And even rereading everything I've posted on here.. lol I feel like I've changed so much since then.

No homework :D

IF YOU FOLLOW THIS BLOG, READ THIS.


I have legit no homework this weekend. So, I want to do a little something nice for you all.
Whats your favorite upbeat song by One Direction?

Thanks :3

NEWS FLASH.

I don't have cooties. I have feelings. When I'm sitting all alone because everyone else went to sit with their friends, I get sad. I'm not bullet proof, theres vests for that. I will talk to you, and be nice. I will even help you with your work. So stop leaving me. I'm not allergic. I dont have pinworm.

So, take some hints from one of my best friends.
If you see me sitting alone of the floor reading when everyone else has partners, feel free to sit next to me. Feel free to make me laugh. Even if I do all the work for you, still come over and say hi.

Its just one of those days.

TRAN MAI.

I was going to post this on your Facebook wall, but with the whole new ugly time line, you probably wouldn't see half of it.

So, straight to the point. You are probably not wanting to deal with anyone or anything, and just curl up in your room, which is fine by me. I know how it is to lose a loved pet/member of the family. But heres something to hopefully make you smile.

Bread bread bread bread bread bread bread

Watch it POUR as I touch your face.

Holy crap, I was listening to Stole My Heart, and it lookes like Zayn was dancing to the music. :D

Hi!

And dude, that was only a little bit of my fun. I have so much more pictures. but my computer is acting up.
I love you, poophead.

Something crazy.

You guys wanna see something crazy?

Well, you can see it anyways.

Thats me in sixth grade. About two years ago.

Thats me about five minutes ago.


A few quick notable differences
1- Glasses
2- STRAIGH TEEETH
3- a little less chubbie

Also, I started wearing my hair differently and got it highlighted.

And inside, I feel like a different person too. Someones I don't like it, but its who I am.

The end. :3

Social Networking

I used to spend all my waking moments on Facebook.. Lol silly Hannah.
My last status on Facebook was put on Monday. I've never gone so long without posting a status.

I now spend all my waking moments on Tumblr and the blog right here. Only occasionally I go on Facebook now.. I'm so proud that I am now addicted to the right kind of social networking systems.

Coming to Conclusions.

I have come to a lot of conclusions in the past few days. here are some of them:

My spelling sucks.
No one really likes me.
I'm too loud and sometimes my friends don't like that.
I don't really have a crush on anyone at my school right now.
I'm not sure who my best friends are anymore.
I can play guitar pretty good for someone who just learned.
My One Direction cd needs to come faster.
I hate school, or atleast the people in school.

I'm going to go draw now. Idk what to draw, so if you read this, I will draw you someting. Just tell me what. Thanks :3

Sitting here at school

So its like a free period in school today. I'm on Tumblr and blogging.. I've got a whole big vent up in me, so once I get home, I shall blog more. :3

Michaels

So I went to Michaels today with my dad. I am in such an artsy mood, its crazy. I just want to buy so much stuff. I made a big list of what I need to get. Such as:
Really good markers to color my drawings
Watercolors
Paints
Canvases
Brushes
Drawing book
Another drawing book
Yet another book
Cupcakes
He is my legit new role model
Another drawing book
Tracing paper



I feel like I could draw for a hundred years. Holy crap.
Oh and someone feel free to buy me stuff. Or get me a gift card. :3

Lets do this poo.

I have been tagged by Ada (:

The Rules:

1. Post these rules.

2. Post 11 random things about yourself.

3. Answer the questions that the tagger set for you in the post.

4. Create 11 new questions for the people I tag.

5. Go to their blog and tell them that they have been tagged.

6. No cop-outs in the tagging section

1) My real name isn't Sophie. If you read all my posts and such, you should be able to figure out what it is. Its just, I have butt trumpets from school and if they read my blog, I'm screwed.

2) I can French Braid like nobody's business. I'll be sitting in science class, and two minutes later, my hair will be in a nice french braid.

3) I love the Nancy Drew computer games. They are so fun. They make me forget that I live on this stupid planet as I travel to River Heights. I have a whole bunch, but I don't know where all of them are. xD

4) I talk sooo much. Sometimes I think I'm too loud for everyone else, and so then I try and be quiet. But then everyone asks if I'm ok.

5) My favorite band is Relient K. I love them so much. My second favorite band is One Direction. I try to control my fan girling and obsession because I know I'm never going to meet them. I have more of a chance meeting Relient K because no one knows who they are.

6) I wish I was popular. I wish so much that I was. I have some friends who will get all mad at me for saying that, but its true. I want to have so many friends. I want people to talk to me to talk to me, not to get the homework answers. I don't want people to ignore me. I want to have a lot of guy friends. I want all this.

7) I have Brachydactyly type D. Basically means short thumbs. I hate them.

8) I love to write. When I grow up, I want to get paid for sitting around in my pjs, writing. How amazing would that be?

9) I love to sing, but just by myself or with my sister. I don't like singing in front of people at all. I get all nervous and stuff

10) I'm trying to not text anyone at all today. I text too much, and I want to notice the small things and do other things today besides texting.

( lol sorry, its upside down xD )

11) My parents are divorced and its the most crappy thing in my life. It makes me all sad and depressed. I hate all the change that we had to go through. It sucks.

Questions from Ada (:

1. Do you like cheese. Yes :D

2. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning. I can get ready in under thirty minutes.. I spend only like ten minutes on my outfit and looks.

3. Scariest moment. Hmm.. I dont think I have one..

4. Favorite grade in school. I liked fifth grade the best. 

5. Trait you find most important in a friend. Trust

6. Color you think looks best on you. Either blue or black or yellow

7. How you deal with embarrassing moments. I laugh while I blush and tell them to shut up. XD

8. Favorite song. Either Set Fire to the Rain or Come Right Out and Say It or The Best Thing or No Good Deed

9. Secret talent. lol do I even have one...? Im good at drawing and writing I guess, although some people already know that. xD

10. What makes you really mad. Butt Trumpets that flirt with every freakin boy and is so loud and popular. And seeing two certain people together.

11. Best advice ever given. Well, the best advice I've ever heard is "Just be a Luna"

MY QUESTIOOOONS

1) Whats one thing you want to change about yourself?

2) Favorite type of make-up?

3) If you could have any pet, what would it be?

4) Whats your favorite store?

5) Whats one kooky thing you do with your family?

6) Favorite song?

7) Favorite author?

8) Favorite flower?

9) Whats the first thing that pops into your head when I say "Maroon"?

10) Favorite Number?

11) Favorite piece of clothing?

I tag Tran, Hannah, aaandd Aliya :3

Snaps

Its just one of those suckish weeks where, even though she or he might be joking, when they yell at me "Nobody cares!" or something along those lines, it gets me depressed. And it seems that they are quite serious. Their tone is serious, their face is serious. So, idk.. today just sucked.

And now I get to go to a knock off of American Idol that my school does.. at least it will get me extra credit in math. yaaay.

I'm such a girl.

I was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt because I honestly didn't feel like trying to look nice this morning. I had extra time so I straightened my hair.
After looking at myself for awhile, I realized I needed to change so that my hair would match.
Dear Lord. xD

Today sucked.

I have such a head ache.
And today sucked. Everyone seemed annoying, butt trumpets were writing on my Hunger Games book...
Even Tumblr can't cheer me up.

~.~

Fairy

Yeah, I drew this.

~~~

lots of people say my eyes are pretty. I suppose they are. (sorry about it being sideways)

This is what the song writing process looks like. I am so livid. Certain people make me mad. So why not write a song about them?

Today was so fun. My sister and I danced around the whole day. It was nice. I also hung out with my dad.
:3

Bipolar dazeee

So I emailed one of my reading teachers my Honors writing sample, and she totally loved it! She has a blank book she wants me to write it in. And she even printed it out and made tons of copies. She had her sixth grade class do a whole big lesson on it. Oooommmggg :3


But then people were skipping class to "help set up the jazz festival". They took a whole entire day to do it. Dear lord, I hate certain dramatic flirty people.

And then I went to this jazz festival tonight at my school. And guess who was theeeere? Herberrrrrtt :3
He had a clarinet solo, and afterwards, Senorita Markers, this one girl, and I went to go find him. We just stood there all nervous, and then all rushed at the same time "You did really good!" xD And we talked for a little. It was nice(:

Then I fell on a slippery floor. But none of my friends saw. So its good. xD

I wonder what Herbert would think if he knew he has atleast four girls crushing on him... But let me say, I was first.
xD
I have so much jealousy problems.. xD

Life is Unpredictable

Her long, curly brown hair was never out of place. Her full pink lips always glimmered from lip gloss. Her teeth were as straight as a brand new fence. Her eyes sparkled, a window to the starry night sky. She was a balloon, floating above everyone else, always cheerful. But there was one problem. Jasmine McClaire was deaf.

                She had been in my class ever since I could remember. From puny, block playing tots to “sophisticated” rulers of the school. As we got into middle school, I saw less and less of Jasmine. It wasn’t a bad thing, and wasn’t a good thing either. Like seeing a movie that was based on a book, but with some changes. You dislike the changes, but find it a good movie none the less.

                Jasmine always had an interpreter with her. Normally it was an older lady with a kind smile. Everyone would talk to Jasmine’s interpreter instead of her. It happened quite a lot, so once in a while, people needed to be reminded that Jasmine was an actual person.

                She had a normal family. She had an older brother that all the girls were in love with. She had two loving parents. Everyone thought it was weird that she was the only oddball. And in Northern Kansas, there aren’t many deaf people. I’m sure if there were, Jasmine would be in a special school. I think I was always wondering why the McClaires put Jasmine through the torture of public school. Why didn’t they just move so she could be comfortable?

                I was walking home after school one brisk fall day when I saw some older guys picking on someone. I rolled my eyes. People were always bullying others smaller than themselves. It was just a part of high school.

                As I walked past them, I tried to hear what they were saying. They were yelling, so I didn’t have to strain my ears that much.

                Davidson, the school was yelling something along the lines of, “Yo! Can you hear me?!”

                His other minions were laughing their heads off. That remark caught my curiosity. I looked over and saw a scene that shocked me.

                Davidson and his cronies were bullying a kid as usual. But today, their victim was Jasmine.

                For some reason, I felt absolute rage growing inside me. Normally I didn’t care what Davidson did, but this was too much.

                I stalked over to the group. Jasmine was in the middle of the circle of bullies. Her book bag was open and the contents were strewn all over the grass. Strangely, her interpreter was nowhere to be found.

                Before I knew what was happening, I found myself marching straight up to Davidson.

                “What the heck do you think you’re doing?!” I shouted. Davidson, knowing full well that I could easily give him a knuckle sandwich, ran off. His stupid minions followed their pathetic ruler.

                Jasmine looked at me, her eyes full of wonder, asking questions that she couldn’t voice. I gave her a small smile, and walked away.  At the time, I didn’t know why I left her like that, but later I realized it. I was afraid.

                Over the next few weeks, I pretty much avoided Jasmine. I don’t know why. I was probably afraid of communicating with a deaf girl.

                One day, I was walking out of the library when I heard someone behind me say, “Hi.”

                I turned around, startled. Jasmine’s dark blue eyes looked up at me. I looked around for her interpreter, but it was just us two in that hall. I started to worry. How was I supposed to talk to someone who couldn’t hear me??

                “Don’t worry,” she said, as if sensing my discomfort. “I can read lips.” She smiled.

                I blinked in surprise. I had never known deaf people could speak! I mean, Jasmine didn’t sound perfect, but she still surprised me. I guess that just proved how little I knew.

                “Oh, hi,” I nodded. We began walking slowly down the hallway, Jasmine’s eyes on my face.

                “What do you have there?” she asked, pointing at the book I had just borrowed from the library. I held it up so she could see. It was called Sign Language 101.

                Jasmine gave me a big smile. “You get that out for me?”

                I cleared my throat. “Yeah.”
                “Here, let me help you practice!” She brought me over to a bench and sat down. She opened the book with delicate hands and pointed to a picture.
                “Morning,” Jasmine said, while signing what the pictures in the book showed. I copied her hand movements.

                We went on like this for a while, until Jasmine had showed me how to sign the basics, such as the letters and numbers, and things like “Hello, I’m Nate.”

                As we signed goodbye, I stood watching her for a minute. I never had learned so much in such a short amount of time. I guess it just depends on the teacher.

                Over the next year, I slowly became fluent in American Sign Language I got to know Jasmine even better than I did before. The reason she could talk and read lips well is because she wasn’t deaf from birth. She caught a disease when she was about two, causing her to go deaf. She had already learned to talk, and heard people talking around her, so it stuck with her. I met some of her deaf friends that she had met on vacation. We grew very close. When I was talking to my hearing friends as Jasmine called them, I found myself signing along.

                It’s funny how just one small act like standing up to a bully could lead to so many other, new things. It just goes to show you that life is unpredictable.  

(I haven't edited or revised this yet. I need you guys to be honest. How is it? Its for my honors application for school, and its a big deal for me)

Walking.

I walk fast, for a short person.
One of these days I'm going to stand up, and walk away. Walk away from everything. Walk away from all the female dogs of my school. Walk away from all the loud and mean butt trumpets. Walk away from the feeling of being left out or being second best.

Until then, I will be eating chocolate and watching One Direction gifs and videos.

Schule

Ich habe schule morgen.

Crap.

PJAS

PJAS is this stupid science fair that I have to do in middle school. It was this morning, and let me tell you, we had a crazy bus ride.
So right before I took a seat in the bus, I saw there were other kids there already. It didn't register much, and I continued looking for my friends. Then I saw him., Herbert. I was like, oh crap, can't sit back there. So I sat in the front with my friend. It was fun
After the presenting and such (it took like, 3 hours, and I had no one I knew in my room) we came back on the bus. My friend and I sat next to each other, but near the back, in front of my three other friends. And guess who was right behind them?
Herbert.
I was dieing a little inside..
In a good way.
But anyways, he was kind of ignoring me, but not on purpose I don't think.
And so he was being silly xD
but then his one friend was like "Hannah!" and of course there were three Hannahs, including me. But they were talking about one of the other ones. Supposedly this other kid thought that she was 'hot'. Then he kept saying "Yes or no?"
And then, Herbert was like "Hannah! Hannah!"
I turned around. "me?"
"He wants you".
I groaned when the kid was like "He thinks you're beautiful!"
So I yelled back "I know I'm beautiful!"
And then Herbert said "Yes or no?" and I said no, and everyone was like "nooooo"

And while we were walking off the bus, they were yelling this kid's name that supposedly liked us. xD
And Herbert also gave my one friend his phone number.. so maybe I'll get it.. C:

Glee 3D

Watching the Glee movie in school right now.. :3 And chilling with friends. Its sooo fun!

Ahh, good day :D

Flirts.

Ok so my school has some weird cycle thing, and today was day 1-D. lolololol One Direction. <33333

I sometimes question why I'm his friend. He doesn't consider himself popular, but he is. Everyone seems to like him. And because of this, he often ditches me and my friends to hang with the populars. Sometimes I just want to totally ignore him, but its so hard. Hes so funny and nice. ~.~

And one of these populars is such a freakin spoiled brat. My Lord, her favorite sport is probably flirting. Its like her Flirt Switch is stuck on. She laughs too loud, does too many stupid things, acts too girly, and says the stupidest things. I just want to yell to her "shut up no one likes you." And its true, no one does. Her so called 'friends' talk about her after school and call her a female dog. Her fault.

*goes to sleep*

no good name for this post.

Im so sleepy.. and I still need to write half of my science speech and this seminar project.. I just want to have nothing to do tomorrow, but noo, heaven forbid Hannah will ever have free time to sleep. ~.~
School's been going pretty well actually. Lots of funny moments (:

I'm so sick of waiting for boys to notice me. So yesterday I asked one of my best friends if he wanted to go to Farewell with me.
Needless to say, that failed.
He didn't even give a legit answer. He basically said I surprised him, and he probably wasn't even going to go.
lol see if I care. I'll just go with Senorita Markers.

I have gym class tomorrow... gym sucks.

Goodnight dearies, tomorrow hopefully will bring a better post :3

Yeaaaah buddie :D

My mom came home from grocery shopping with this:

OOOMMMGG its so gorgeous.
But I have no earthly idea as to what I'm going to wear it to. Lol xD

Oh great outings.

My prom dress.

shoes :3

Simple shirt (:

asdfghjl; <3

I love this one.

Cute black skirt

Mr. Pricklepants. <3

books (:

NOMNOMNOM

new favorite outfit :3