Spring is a tease.

It gives you a sweet taste of Summer and then, just as quickly, snatches it away.

I can't believe Summer's almost here. As much as I'm not going to miss waking up at 6 AM, there are some things I loathe to be leaving (I'm moving after this year's done). Friends, familiarity, normalcy. I hate being the new kid.

Anyway, this is just a short post. I found this article that I really adore. You should check it out. Ugh, and speaking of articles, I have one that I've been ignoring for the past couple of hours, so I should really go.

Ps: I really haven't been on blogger forever (I remember the days when I went on everyday), which makes me feel guilty. I miss you all. I need to find some free time. Forgive me for a little while?

Flying Is Just Falling And Missing The Ground

I'm not afraid of running for it, or even jumping off the edge. It's the falling that gets me every time.

This weekend, my little sister had her birthday party. Tons of her friends came (and some of mine as well), but only Anna (4th grader) and Grace (one grade younger than me because she failed the third grade) stayed the night. Grace (who is about the same age as me) stayed up half the night playing Mushimonsters with my little sisters. Before that we googled pictures of her favorite band, Panic At The Disco, for which she is stalker obsessed with.

Later the same weekend we went to a trail behind my house and went behind the lake to the railroad tracks that me and Ashley discovered last year. She pulled out her MP3 player and played Jingle Bells. It was completely random but totally awesome. So we sang jingle bells while walking on opposite sides of the railroad track, the MP3 headphone cord dangling between us. My voice was hoarse because of the cold I now fully have. It was fun, though. Fear because we could've been hit at any moment by an oncoming train, and excitement for the same reason. My little sisters were there too, but too afraid to go any farther than the edge of the lake.

Then later that day, we were stalked by a 4th grade giant. I'll explain in my next post. Hope you're all doing well and don't completely hate me for being the slowest catcher up-er (um?) on blogs. I promise I'll check up by Friday. Wish me luck on tomorrow's concert. =)

100th post =)

Finally, I know. Super sorry for being the suckiest updater on blogger. Life has been absolutely crazy lately. I guess you could say that my parents are separating. I honestly don't know what I think of this. I mean, it's certainly not their first fight or the even the first time they've brought up divorce. But they never went this far into it before. I found out a couple of weeks ago that my dad was seeing someone. And even though I had never met her, I instantly hated her. It's confusing. I don't know why my parents try to understand me, when I don't even know what I'm thinking half the time myself. I suppose I'm afraid he'll leave us. That he'll go live with her and her children and then forget all about me and Riley, and Taylor and even Erin. I just. . . don't know.

On a better subject, my birthday's coming up (it's the 15th). I have to take a test that day that determines what school I can go to next year. Since I'm in advanced classes this year, I'm hoping I can get into Scapa ; it's a really slim chance though because you have to be in the 96th percentile to even be considered. So most days, I've been birthday planning, studying, and watching old episodes of Roswell (amazing show) on Netflix.

Okay, I've babbled enough. Onto the 100th post stuff. It's mostly made up of a bunch of pictures from this summer; what I've been up to.

 At the beginning of the summer, I dyed my hair blue. My hair looks like a mess in this picture (not to mention how pale I am), haha, sorry.

I babysat. . . a lot. (Dakota for the first two, Jacobi, Lily, Hailey, Atlas, Emmi)

I went to see fireworks on the fourth of July (it wasn't much, but still fun).

Movies with friends (I think we saw Shrek when we took this one, but we also saw Vampire's Suck).

I tried to figure out what the heck Riley was doing.

I got a tattoo (pshh, what do you mean temporary?)

I also joined Operation Beautiful.

I visited my grandparents countless times.

I went to the fair with my friend Rosa, too. Sorry this is the only picture I could get and it's all blurry

I went to my cousins birthday party (I know this picture is extremely small; sorry!)



I got to know my little sister Taylor a bit better. . . she frightens me. =)

Oh, and I was held at gunpoint. (blurry again, gosh my phone sucks. But it's Riley pointing a water gun at me if you can't tell)

Thank you for being so patient with me. I am a million times sorry that I couldn't get this out sooner. Hopefully I'll get back into the blogger pattern soon. Now I'm going to go. . . dance around in my pajamas to the Macarena? Pssh, no. I have to do Algebra. Oh, how I miss Summer. Lot's of love -Hannah

PS: Another sorry for the format. =/

Friends. . .

 A good friend will bail you out of jail. . .

But your best friend. . .

Will be in the next cell.

This is the product of my boredom. Four days until Kings' Island. I should really start practicing.