Showing posts with label #hannahproblems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #hannahproblems. Show all posts

Friday, November 16, 2012

TRUE STORY

that awkward moment when:
  • every single pair of jeans you own has a hole in the crotch and/or knees.
  • your 9 and 13 year old brothers have better love lives than you do.
  • you paint your nails, then need to pee, then the missionaries knock on the door and you're home alone with your pants on the ground praying that you're not a sinner for not answering the door for the missionaries.
  • you cry in a movie theater not because the movie is touching, but rather cause you know you're personally never going to end up with the attractive guy (*cough* *cough* BATMAN *cough* *cough* Christian Bale).
  • you're the last one of your friends to have: gotten your ears pierced, gone through puberty, been kissed, read the harry potter series & watch all the super hero movies (which makes you behind on ALL of the hype)....etc, etc.
  • not knowing whether to use soap or shampoo on your legs when gravity is taking it's toll and pulling all your leg hairs down ("no-shave-november").
  • when you're taller than most of the guys you know.

that AWESOME moment when:
  • you can stay awake ALL day without a nap on 3 hours of sleep, and you accomplish more than every other day of the week.
  • your best friend makes you chocolate chip pancakes at 3:30AM upon waking up.
  • you can jump on your bed at 12:30am with your earbuds in, listening to the best pump-up music in the world, while dancin' like a fool.
  • the portrait of captain america that you're painting is starting to look human.

That's a lot of {true} info crammed into a teeny-tiny space ...enjoy it. :)

Sunday, October 7, 2012

captain america


Thissssss is me.
Some people go out to fabulous events such as homecoming on their weekends, but for those of us who don't get asked, we do this. Cry? Oh-ho-ho-NO. Well, yes, but not over that.

These tears would be a mix of cry #1 and #9 on my cry scale I made up at the beginning of the year (found here). ...Which kinda then turned into cry #6 (just cause I looked like godzilla ...see above picture).  

What brought on the flood of emotion?! THIS MOVIE:


And it wasn't just because he is freaking gorgeous/humble/masculine/heroic/buff/everything-i'd-want-in-a-man/etcetera&soforth, but because of the ENDING. 

Now, I had no idea how Captain Americas story went, actually, I did things COMPLETELY out of order when it came to the super hero movies. I watched The Avengers first, then Thor, and now Captain America (it's all starting to make sense!) so I had NO idea why good ol' Captain America was introduced in The Avengers as beating up a punching bag. BUT NOW I KNOW, and am practically DEVASTATED. Don't try and tell me it's JUST a movie, because this poor guy lost his lover because he decided to take a nap at the most inconvenient time, and now he's forever-alone and STUCK IN THE WRONG ERA. {story of my life}  But it was actually a really great movie, and I didn't cry for hours (maybe only one ...maybe).

That's all I got.
Now look at my happy friends from tonight, because... they're happy:


p.s. did i mention i dreamt i made-out with a very attractive man last night? only in my dreamssssss.


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Long distance relationships...

...They never work out.


#hannahproblems

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