i am officially a versatile blogger.

I've been nominated the Versatile Blogger Award by Rosie and dani!!!(Check out their equally versatile and just generally awesome bllloooggssss) (wow, you're forward today, Hannah. HI GUYS.) It's similar to the Leibster I guess. But (very slightly, tbh) different. The rules are to thank and link back to the people who nominated you, present 7 facts about yourself, and nominate 7 more blogs.

Thanks so much you guyyze!!!!! 

DRUMROLL...

7 facts about moi: 

1. I am finding it very very very hard to think of some interesting facts about myself.

2. I was born in America. So technically I could be the president.(GIRL POWER WOO)

3. I am reading The Virgin Suicides and now I love the name Lux forever and ever (and ever and ever). Lux. Lux. Lux. 

4. I'M A ROOKIE

5. I have watched Scott Pilgrim vs. The World probably 10 times. (omg watch it pleeeaaasseee) 

6. I watched Perks of Being a Wallflower and didn't cry. I guess it's hard to get all emosh in the cinema. (don't hurt meeeeee)

7. I want to get a tumblr but I can't think of a username and I refuse to get one until I have some epiphany of the most perfect username evereverever so I can be cool like tavi.

....yeah.

Anyway, I nominate:

Charlotte
Heather
Tessa
Danni
Maren
Mary
Amy

THAT WAS SO HARD.

Adios.

-Hannah

life goal completed

'sup, diggy-dawgs???

yay me for procrastinating!

like, with everything.

srsly, I should get a trophy or something.

Speaking of trophies, my school and some other schools in the area did a dance competition yesterday and WE WON!!!!

okyaywinninggreatbut MY AMAZING MOTHER HAS PROMISED TO GET ME A POLAROID IN CONSEQUENCE OF WINNING. 

A POLAROID.

A POLAROID.

POLAROID.

DIORALOP.

Like, as in the camera. Like, as in magic and brilliance and joy. Like, as in this post.

My overwhelming joy is making me all skittish and illiterate, which isn't so great for blogging.

Or for anything.

I am happy (OBVIOUSLY!!!!), ~but~ I'm already retreating back into my teenagery self.

I honestly don't like this time of life. Everything is so tiring and you get cravings and you're often antisocial or moody or spaced out.

seriously, what is this thing that is my life.

I should stop complaining. My life is great. I'm getting a polaroid.

A POLAROID!!!

Can't get over that.

In other news, I've very kindly been awarded the Versatile Blogger Award by Rosie from Rosie + the wolf. 

More on that later.

Wow, this was pointless.

-Hannah

P.S. READING THE VIRGIN SUICIDES AND IT IS BEAUTIFUL. I can't read 'teenage' books any more. Seriously. I don't think it's physically possible after reading Sylvia Plath and Salinger.

P.P.S. I haven't had pictures for ages so here are some random tumblr finds (probably stolen off some innocent unsuspecting tumblr account).

groundhog day

People (coughonepersoncough) are complaining about my lack of blog writing.

I am sorry.

Honestly.

I just want to spare you from some random crap that will result in half my followers gone.

So.

In my school there's going to be a poetry competition about what it feels like to be a teenager. I think I'm going to enter. I have some vague ideas - but it's probably going to become some wannabe-creative drivel with 'obscure' metaphors for the youths of today and phrases with 'hidden meanings'.

Knowing me, that sounds legit.

Life has been weird recently. I don't know, it feels like I'm just going through the motions each day. Like my life has set routines. Nothing has really been HAPPENING. It feels like groundhog day over and over. Walking in some strange parallel universe.

So if you (yes YOU) could possibly leave some inspiration on all things teenagery in the comments, that would be fabulous. Really. Maybe my poem can even be less terrible.

-Hannah

on the subject of my utter unproductiveness

For the last few days I have been the least productive I have ever been throughout my whole life. My whole life.

I'm all: "HANNAH! DO THIS! YOU NEED TO DO THIS! RIGHT NOW! ACTUALLY GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTT AND DO IT RIGHTTHISECOND!!!!!", and this other part of me is like: "No. I can't. I actually can't. I don't even have a reason but I can physically not do that, OK?"

I don't understand either.

So basically, you are privileged that I am forcing myself to do this right now.

Many things have happened. 

Friendshit, mostly. 

And, YES, that is not a misspelling. It is a new word I made up to represent to the the messiness of my social life right now.

It's complicated.

Also, I'm learning how to play Youth on my guitar and I need to practice more because the day I can play Youth well will be a happyhappyhappy one.

I AM MAKING NO SENSE.

I want to be able to write about interesting things. As you can tell, that's not going to happen.

My life is a sigh.

-Hannah

omigod THIS

This is so great.
SO GREAT.

-Hannah

finishing things you love ruins the experience because you are aware it will end at some point

Well done, Hannah.

No, really.

Congratulations. You had a whole week off and you managed to do, what, two posts?

sigh.

Anyway, lots of ~things~ have happened.

First of all, I finished Freaks and Geeks.
brb crying my eyes out. 
IT IS SO MAGNIFICENT WHY WAS IT CANCELLED WHY WHYWHYWHYWHY????

omg sam's bitchface <3

this is ridiculously adorable

 

Also check out my so-called life guyyz

Moving on.

I finished The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.

It is depressing and brilliant and sad and funny and depressing and interesting and DEPRESSING.

It is written so...SO...there is not a valid word to express the way in which it is written.

Or maybe I just don't have the right word available.

The little details are described with such beautiful, ridiculous metaphors that makes everything so much more perfect and vivid. To write a whole review would take lightyears, even though the book (novel? semi-auto-biography? piece?) is reasonably short.

I don't think that I am old enough to grasp it fully.

I get the point of it being great and all though.

It really is evident that Sylvia herself was a bit mad whilst writing The Bell Jar. Maybe being mad was good in her case?

Of course it was.

Anyway, this is really rambling and non-sensical but basically go read it unless you don't want to slightly ruin your life.

-Hannah x

titles are irrelevant.

Half term is quickly coming to a close.

Well, it feels like it is.

Anyway, despite my promises I haven't posted for five days. Which isn't too bad.

But considering I've been wallowing around in my inability to be bothered to do ANYTHING, I should be more attentive to this blog of mine. 

Anyway, here's what I wore today...

Gorgeous stairs in my garden.
socks-H&M
DMs-DMs
Black velvet skater skirt-H&M 

Tights under socks-Gap
Grey jumper-H&M
Necklace-Pac Sun
Shirt under jumper-American Apparel

There's more to come, my lovelies!

But now I have to do homework.

-Hannah

having friends who are artists is helpful

Sorry for my absence.

I've been busy.

But now it's half term and I will have time to post more. Pinkie promise.

So...

Luckily for me, one of my mum's/my/family friends is an artist. 

I recommend having an artist as a friend.

She has a series of these kind of sculptures - two animals joined into one. For me this is a symbolization of internal conflict. The wolf wants to eat the sheep and the sheep wants to run away but neither can fulfill their desire. It's also about fear and hidden personalities - someone who seems innocent could in truth be dangerous. I really love this work. It means so many things and can be interpreted in so many different ways.

 

Is this what it feels like to be in love?
I imagine so.
I wouldn't know, though.

This has a very similar meaning to the sculpture above. The bird wants to fly, but it is anchored to the ground by the cat. It's like enclosing yourself in a cage, and the part of you that wants to be free is held back by the opposing part of you that won't - or can't - do so. This is so relevant. I think everyone feels like this sometimes.

Also, here's her website. 

-Hannah

DMs and Daughter

My amazing Dr. Martens are getting too small. 
Sob.
The thing that's been really annoying me is that everyone has DMs now.
EVERYONE.
Even 'uncool' people, if I may judge myself.
My only problem is that I don't want to be thought of as another teenage trend-follower (as oppose to trend-setter.) 
Oh well. I have a burning passion for these heavy-grunge-rebellious-teenager-goes-with-everything-brilliant boots.
So.
So, I'm on a hunt for my next fabulous pair. I made a Daughter-themed collage because I'm cool like that. Enjoyyyyyyyy!

By the way, sorry about my lack of writing. I've been a bit moody lately.

-Hannah x