An Angry Rant for Those Who Have Persevered in My Lack of Updates

You know that feeling you get when something pisses you off soooooo bad that you just wanna SMACK SOMEONE? Or, if you've seen something that has a similar effect on the internet, that makes you want to go "segfahoht weoihyt"PJUNFL:SEHF"EAH"ENT OIRHNTOI{QH{O@$@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" until your keyboard breaks? (I wouldn't recommend actually breaking your keyboard, btw. I hear they cost a lot >.> I don't really like paying for stuff that costs a lot unless it personally benefits me. So I'm selfish. Sue me. I mean, haven't you ever complained about paying a butt load of money for something stupid that does nothing for you at-I digress. Back on topic.)
I am angry. I am very angry. Many things make me angry. There is one subject that makes me angrier than others, though. You wanna know what it is? I wanna tell you! So if you don't want to know what it is, I suggest you stop reading after this sentence is complete. Which it is. So you shouldn't really have read that last sentence, or this far into this sentence. Unless you want to know what's pissing me off right now. Maybe I have like a tumor in my brain that makes me easily irritated? Cuz I don't remember being easily irritated before this, and now it seems like every little thing makes me want to punch someone! Maybe Ninja-Sensei's class just got me addicted to hitting things and now that it's over I haven't been getting my weekly doses of violence? I don't know. Back on topic once more. There's this girl who I only know of. I know a lot about her, unfortunately. I'd really rather she didn't exist actually. Because if she didn't exist, I know someone who'd be in a lot better shape right now and by better shape I mean mentally, not physically. At least I think he would be... I'm sure she did some positive things for him in the beginning... But I also think that in this case the bad she did out weighed the good. I mean... UGGH. There's a five letter word I'm screaming in my head right now. It describes her really well.
You know, I'm pretty sure she isn't entirely bad. I mean, the Emperor's New Groove has taught me that everyone has some good in them. Even lying, cheating, back-stabbing, promiscuous lunatic ex-girlfriends. At least a little. If she didn't then she probably would have gone on a murderous rampage, right? Right? ... Whatever.
I really don't like her. Like a lot. Because she hurt him. And lying cheating back-stabbing lunatics who hurt people I love aren't very high on my friends list. It's interesting how since I dislike her so much I spent a lot of time investigating her and thinking about her and wondering about what she's doing and thinking and all that crap. Didn't occur to me to thinkt ha tmaybe she was thinking about me. I didn't think about it until someone pointed it out that she almost definitely did know about me, and was therefore almost definitely thinking about me and cursing me like I curse her. I don't know why she'd be cursing me, though, since the only reason she would be is because I'm with him and not her. But if she really wanted to be with him, she shouldn't have treated him so badly.
And I know she didn't always treat him badly, and he didn't always treat her (invention of a new word for structural parallellism) goodly and might have actually deserved some of what he got. But not all of it. No one deserves to be cheated on. It's like telling someone that they aren't enough, but it hurts more because they couldn't come out and say it to the person's face. Because they don't care enoguh to make the effort to tell them. Or maybe she did... I don't know. But now every time I see a picture of one Rinoa Heartilly, I can't help but think of that one girl that I really really really don't like and want to look her square in the eye and tell her: Back off, b****. Mine. I'm not letting you get near him so you can hurt him again.
Of course I'll have to look down to meet her eyes, but I'm alright with that. I mean she's already older than me. It would be nice to have some sort of an advantage.
And now that you've had a peek into my innermost thoughts, that just had to get out, you may move on with your day.
Or night.
Whatever.
Enjoy<3

Just so you know

My sister and I have joined in another blog. This one will still get posts, but the other one will get them more often since it has two authors. Go check it out. I tihnk it's pretty good. It's cleverly titled, Getting into Character. If you want to know what I'm talking about and how it is relevant to the blog go over there already and CHECK IT OUT. lol the link is: http://onenechan.blogspot.com
Ne-chan, signing out ;)

How I came to be Bex, Queen of the Butterflies.

Any of you who have seen my username on MySpace (your space? No. *MY* space.) will understand what I'm talking about. However, since a good many of you have NOT seen my MySpace (your space? No. *MY* space), I will tell you all what I'm talkig about. Awhile ago I became Bex, Queen of the Butterflies. It has been a mystery to the world how I became such a fantastic ruler. Recently I have decided to release the story to the press, so if you see my picture and a headline about Butterflies in the National Enquirer, do not be alarmed. Since I am gracious, I will give you all the direct story since who knows what will happen to it once word gets around. Please educate yourself about my history.
This is how I came to be Bex, Queen of the Butterflies:
Once upon a time, in a far away land, and on a far away hill, I went on a walk. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, and I was surrounded by charming little garden gnomes, whose jobs are to tend the flowers on the hill (Which, I must say, were very cheerful).
Suddenly, I saw a butterfly coming towards me! Soon followed by another and another and another! I was surrounded by a swarm of colors! Pulsating and flying all around me I heard millions of tiny flutterby voices whispering and shouting alike "We've been waiting for you! You are to be our Queen! Come to California and reign for eternity! Bring about the Golden Age of the Butterfly Flutterby Patrol! Whence nectar shall overflow from the flowers and the world will be bright forever!"
Flattered, I accepted their offer, for who can resist overflowing nectar? I ascended onto the backs of the Butterfly Brigade, waved good by to the awestruck (but charming in their awestruck states none the less) garden gnomes, and was escorted politely and promptly to my current kingdom where myself and my subjects live in peace, harmony, and joy

I found the quote!

Okay the quote is: "I wish they'd consider the feelings of those f orced to play such games. They make us feel like the bad guys."

I think it's very true, don't you?

Having Officially Received Enough Complaints...

... All too many of them being from my momther (Because mom and mother seperately are just not cool enough.), I have decided to graciously update my blog.
Today's rant is about the lovely subject of love notes.
Now what I don't get is if you like someone and you know for a fact they don't like you (for instance, you have specifically explained that YOU WERE FRIENDS with that person) WHY would you want to put the kind of pressure on that person? Whom, might I mention, you are supposed to love. WHY would you want to make them feel bad about rejecting you AGAIN. And again. (Again is a really cool word by the way, a-gaaaaayne... Woot.) Alas, I digress. So, in case you haven't figured it out yet, I am the recipient of The Love Note. ANOTHER one. At least the last one was somewhat romantic and showed some interest in what I like. This one invited me to STARBUCKS. I HATE STARBUCKS. The SMELL of coffee ALONE makes me want to hurl! Stimulates my gag reflex you know? Well, maybe you don't. What ever. Anyways. I said specifically to this guy, who is not only shorter than me but also younger and slightly annoying on occasion (the boy got high off of CATNIP for pete's sake! What the halibut?!?) , I said to him "Oh, we're friends." Those were my words exactly. This was a good 5 or 6 months ago and I know for a fact that I did not stutter or mumble that sentence so there is no way that he could have misunderstood me. I'm sure his friends (Stinky Jaime! I know he helped. He's on my hit list.) boosted up his confidence until he wrote the letter and then encouraged him even more to deliver it (Once again Stinky Jaime!!! He deliberately delayed me so that I couldn't avoid the delivery!). BUT HE SHOULD KNOW BETTER! And if he really did like me why would he want to put me in the position where I have to hurt him!!! It's not like I ever gave him any encouragement that we were anything other than friends! Not one bit! Why is it that guys always think a chick is flirting with them just because she smiles when she says hello?!? Eh?!? What's with that??? Seriously! Guys always go and ruin the fun I have being friends with them by falling in love with me!!! (Yes, I know it's conceited but it's happened a lot over the past couple of years >.<) Men. I swear. And something that really pisses me off is that he totally pulled a guilt trip on me!!! What kind of "man" admits to cowardice because he's been rejected twice! THAT, my beloved readers, is hitting below the belt. Way below. It's pratically underground. Seriously, admittance to cowardice is majorly not sexy, even if he WERE my type. Which he most certainly isn't. At least he's not the exact opposite in every way except one or two like Hansen was. Oh my gosh. Don't even get me started on Hansen. Anyways.
Starbucks? Really?
Uggh.
I tihnk Fruits Basket said it the best so far, *searches for 20 minutes* awwww crap I can't find it. When I do I'll put it up, but it's something along the lines of "Why do they make the objects of their affection play such games when it makes them feel like crap?"
Anyways. it's late. I'm tired. The AP test wore me out. Not to mention all sorts of other shenanigans.
Or at least that's what I'm telling myself. Heehee.
And yes mother dearest I'm very glad that piano lessons have begun <3
Good night everyone!
<3 Her Majesty, Bexxx Queen of the Butterflies
P.S. ONe kudo goes out to him though. He folded the note really cool. Which is somewhat homosexual sine it's normally girls who do that kind of stuff but hey it's more than I can do with paper without scissors.
P.P.S. If any of yous is gonna be in California sometime in June come see my school's play! (I'm in it!!! XD So happy ^.^)

Wittiness

I'm getting complaints here. Anego is commenting on my lack of anything funny to read. I"m so sorry, but is it MY fault my brain has nothing to write about except complaints??? People can only take so much complaining you know! I would like to see her do better!!!!!! Well Hannah? Come on! Come on little puppy dog! let's see how well your brain does! YOu know it's not as effortless as it may seem. Wait... Actually it is... I just need something to rant about. But the problem recently is that none of my rants are any good. And you people definitely don't want to hear them. Believe me. lol Wow I sound emo. Anyone laugh yet? No? Dang. Hmmmmm... Tranny Ken Loves you all by the way. Tranny Ken is my Transvestite Ken Doll. My cousin Dawn doesn't like him, she makes fun of him a lot. Which is kind of sad since I always thought she was the nice cousin. REALITY CHECK! lol She is nice though. Ah! The Bella's Lullaby Project isn't going so well :/ I just started working on it today and I'm getting really confused. It looked pretty simple but there's all these issues with HOW THE HECK DO FLAT NOTES WORK???? And stuff like that lol And there's this one bar where it looks like it goes EBGFEEBFGBEDDCBA but then when I look at it again I find out that there's a wrong note in there because one is going down, so when I go back I find out Hey. But this note is definitely E. It's not F. So something else must be wrong. So then I go back down to the weird not, which ought to be A, but it can't be because A is supposed to be the note below it. IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS!!! I need some hot cocoa. It's too early for this stuff. But I really want to learn it, so maybe it isn't? Speaking of learnign I'm supposed to be getting piano lessons. Yeah they haven't started yet, even though both of my parents ACTUALLY WORKED TOGETGHER to make sure I would. Neither one has actually signed me up yet though... Sigh... Maybe a piano teacher can teach me about sharps and flats again? Mrs. Pollard did, but that was almost four years ago so I barely remember a thing!

Okay Hannah. I tried. It might not be witty, but I wouldn't call it shi-Oh wait. I can't say that on here. ^.~<3
Have a nice day!
lolol

A Gift to Twillight Lovers Everywhere!

Sheet music for Bella's Lullaby! ^.^

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If you want a sort of tutorial then the youtube user "dumbpeopleroutthere" has a video of the sheet music along to the song.

It's pretty good!

I'm gonna try to learn it heehee

<3 Becca