Thursday, November 15, 2012

Art = Pain

On the plus side, I now have man hands... Okay not sure if that is a plus...
I finished my "wearable art sculpture" for my class yesterday... morning? ... I made a chain mail coif (sans neck guard) it is really pretty impressive, if I do say so myself.  Chain mail is the stuff medieval knights wore under their armor to protect against glancing blows. It was really hard to make but that may have been mostly my fault as I chose to work with galvanized steel wire. :) All I can really say is that my hands hurt, and I now know how to make legit armor.  

My life is moderately coming together.  I am a couple forms away form declaring my major (Studio Art: Sculpture), I may add more later, but I would rather bring extra ammo than loose some in the process. :)

On the other hand, pretty sure I failed my econ test. Tests + Me = Bad Grades.  People are always surprised by that, which makes sense. I am a pretty clever person, I just don't do that learning thing. This completely explains my being in a top ranked private university becoming an Art Major.

I make my parents proud and their check books weep. 


Saturday, November 3, 2012

I feel like...

... an emotional vacuum.

I just suck it all up. SHULURP~!
But I can't spit it back out again. Once I have it, you ain't ever getting it back.

People tell me I am kind, and I just want to yell at them, "NO. I am a Vacuum. Vacuum's have no feelings. What you are experiencing is my need to make everyone around me happy by sucking out all of their problems!!"               but, I don't because I don't like confrontations. :)

In a way this is ironic, because I really need to vacuum my room. It is gross. :)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Needed not Wanted

I am your favorite pair of granny-panties. The ones you put on when you don't want anything to ride up your ass, you know the pair, the comfortable ones.

You need me, without me you are uncomfortable, things just don't sit the same.

but.

You would never wear me to a party, or under a fancy dress.

You need me, but you don't want me.
I am always there when you have a problem, when you need help. You can always count on me to get the job done and done right. I am good at that. But for God's sake, when I ask for something from you, help me.
I don't do it often, so it might be easy to ignore, but please, listen to me when I need you.


Sunday, August 12, 2012

Thinking is a Dangerous Occupation

and I have been doing a lot of it...
I was thinking about making a comic. Perhaps about lifeguarding and sorority life or something like that. It might be fun... if I can keep up on it, but hey, if Hyperbole and a Half can take a five month vacation so can I!!

Anyway~

I have also been thinking about what I will name my pets when I have them.
I have always wanted a Welsh Corgi, they are the cutest little dogs ever. My friend suggested that I name it Benedict Cumberbatch, or after another actor with a unique name.  But, my neighbor told me how she names her dogs and I thought it a novel idea! She name them after things that are shouted, like her last dog Spartacus. So, now I want to name my future dog Freedom.  I can just see myself shouting "FREEDOM!" out the back door and this little corgi come running. :)
As for future cats; I want Siamese, I have two now and they are the best. They are rather loud cats, but I kind of prefer that over those cats whose meow you can barely hear! Since cats are best in pairs, I would get two queens from the same litter and name them Schade and Freude after the word schadenfreude meaning "to take pleasure in other's pain" which is pretty much all cats do. ((and I love them for it!)


P.S:
 I found a pair of pants, thank you simplybe.comd

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Character Intro: Hadiiya Min Munbasat

Hadiiya is average in height and weight standing a little over 5'6". She has a fierce beauty with a defined nose and high cheekbones, yet her large, golden eyes soften her features when she smiles.  The tightly swirling gold patterns of the Touch add an alien element to her light brown skin.  The long, golden hair flows down her back stopping just at her hips.

Hadiiya is the first daughter to the Sultan and his wife.  She has a younger sister by two years and a baby brother who has been named heir to the throne . Before her betrothal to the Snake Prince she was fifteen years old and in training to become a priestess of the Creator.  Hadiiya is a Chosen of the Creator or a person endowed with all three Gifts; the Sight, the Touch, and the Blessing.

The Gifts:

The Sight gives the endowed the ability to see into the past, present, and in rare cases the future. It can also grant the endowed the ability to see far distances and night-vision. The mark of the Sight is gold in the eyes, commonly seen as flecks, or with one gold eye.  Hadiiya has two completely golden eyes.

The Touch gives the endowed the ability of magic.  The magic of the Touch can lend the endowed the ability to heal or wound, move objects, cast illusions, and summon. The mark of the Touch is represented by gold patterns on the skin.  The more intricate and brighter the patterns are the more powerful the magic of the endowed. Also the location of the patterns may show what magic they are capable of using. For example, if the endowed has vibrant patterns covering their hands and wrists it is likely that they are healers.   Hadiiya has complex patterns all over her body, but she has specialized in healing.

The Blessing gives the endowed the gifts of Paradise.  These gifts include but are not limited to; longer life span, faster healing rate, invulnerability to poisons, and increased physical ability.  The mark of the Blessing is  represented by gold in the hair.  Hadiiya has completely golden hair, which grants her untold abilities, since no one is willing to test these abilities (ie: poison the princess), it is known from her childhood that she is a fast healer and can lift things twice her weight.  The General Faris has a gold stripe in his hair which grants him incredible speed and strength. 

Hadiiya is not the only Chosen alive, the Prophet Ami and a young boy in the Prophet's service also bear all three of the Gifts.

Hadiiya is a stubborn girl that hates the shackles that her gender gives her among her people, but she also understands that change is something that must come slowly or it will be crushed before it can ever begin.
She is also very aware of her role as a Princes as well as one of the Chosen, the responsibility of both is a very heavy burden to carry.  She is calm, cool, and intelligent, but when angered she is a holy terror.  People tend to be hesitant around her because of her power as a Princess and a Chosen as well as the oddness of her appearance, so she has very few friends of her own age.  She is very close to her younger sister and General Faris.


Sunday, June 3, 2012

Break It Down~

Had an emotional breakdown the other day.
And I really just want to say... I am sorry.  For a lot of things.
yeah.

Friday, June 1, 2012

I Don't Really Know...

but what ever it is, it is coming. 

I am hoping that it is a paycheck. But I guess that means that I have to get off the couch and find a better paying summer job. lol. 

But really. 
Summer. blah.
-.-

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

POST TITLE

No posts for a while, sorry 'bout that.  Been keeping busy with school and what not. Joined a sorority, Delta Gamma, it is pretty awesome and I have made a bunch of new friends! Happiness!
But the WEEK FROM HELL is on the horizon, and I have been putting some hours into my studies (with occasional breaks of course *wink*)

Something I have actually been devoting time to considering are my study abroad options... Wales seems like a possibility... and no not just because of Cardiff... (Torchwood *drool*)

Speaking of a certain fandom, I have been finding the words Bad Wolf all over campus! I feel like it is a BAD WOLF! BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF, BAD WOLF, BAD WOLF BAD WOLF (BAD WOLF *bad wolf*) BAD WOLF BAD WOLF. BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF. BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF. BAD WOLF BAD WOLF. BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF.

BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF, BAD WOLF, BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF.

BAD WOLF,
BAD WOLF BAD WOLF


Friday, March 30, 2012

All of a sudden...

Life.

It seems to roll in like a wave out of nowhere. One moment you are so removed from it and next thing you know it is tugging at your knees wanting you to join it in some kind of surreal dance.

I am hungry and annoyed.
I have been working on this skirt all day and I am finally to the zipper.  The zipper and I do not get along.  At all.  I just want the zipper to attach itself so that I can change the thread on the machine and start on another skirt.


Saturday, March 17, 2012

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!!


Ah. Saint Patty's day.
So much of all the things I love.
Green, imported beer, corned beef, men, and the MUSIC!!

Of course there are some things about the day that are a little confusing...
Technically, it is a holiday to celebrate Irish heritage. (at least it is in the US)
So, why the tartan kilts? That is Scottish, my lad.  But I suppose that is the glory of it all! The Scottish and Irish cultures have been so mixed up in the US, we can barely tell them apart.

I suppose that nothing really matters other than the beer.

Green beer.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012


I really don't have much to time to post anything big today, sorry.

Today was B-E-A-U-TIFUL!  Finally, no-jacket weather, although there were still some clingers on. But most everybody was in shorts!

Went to a lovely speech today with my sorority.  It was all about sex! Yay! The speaker was River Huston, and she is one amazing lady.  She is like the culmination of fortune and tragedy combined.  I really encourage you to check out her website at ((http://www.riverhuston.com/)) and try to attend one of her lectures next year!

Right so, I have a bunch of stuff to get done!! Toots!

Friday, March 9, 2012

Friday?

Is it really? Yes? 
THANK GOD.


Well. 
Today, I finished my paper for Spanish this morning, and by morning I mean 2:00 AM. After that, I managed to lock my roommate out of our room, so I had to let her in at 4:00 AM. I panicked a little then, thinking I was late for work, and shortly there after realizing that I had another good hour of sleep before I had to wake up. Get to work, the girl I work with is not there. I sang to myself to keep awake, and all I can say is that I am glad that you can't hear much when you are swimming... 
Get back to my room and take a nap before my first class at 8:10 AM... I wake up at 10:30 AM. 
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!
Fastest change in my life. 

Cannot believe that I slept through my first two classes. ERG! All I can say is that I am glad that I printed my paper off when I finished it.  And that Spanish was my last class. ((at 10:30)) I was only ten minutes late. 

After that hectic morning, the afternoon has gone pretty well. :) Returned a pair of pants... (the reason for the last post) and paid my student fees... Haven't gone to the bank yet, but it is farther away than I am willing to bike. Thinking about the local bus thing... might give it a try.

Anyway; the moral of the story is to not ignore your alarm clock. You bought it for a reason. 

Here is a song.


Have a good Friday! I am going to go do crafts at my sorority!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

NO PANTS FOR YOU!!

 
I seem to have met the Clothing Nazi and he has irrevocably decided that I will never find pants that fit.

Here are a few things about me:
- I have a "ba-donka-donk"
- My inseam is as long as most people's outseam.
- I have thunder-thighs

What this means is that I have long, shapely legs. That are apparently impossible to clothe.
I have two possible solutions.
1) Walk around in my scanties
2) Bring casual skirts back into style.


So here begins my mission to find casual skirts that are long enough...
Still might be a challenge.

If all else fails, I will be starting my own clothing line. We shall see!!


Monday, March 5, 2012

I must be mental...

Or just REALLY slow on the uptake.

I have been watching Sherlock recently, and OMG amazing. I am most certainly "Sherlocked." However, while watching I couldn't shake the feeling that Dr. John Watson (Martin Freeman) was super familiar. Not being very affluent with names, I googled him.

Which is when I realized that this little cutie patootie:


Was the star in the movie that changed my teen years for the nerdier. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. 


That is right folks, Arthur Dent is Dr. John Haymitch Watson.  No wonder I thought he was the cutest thing ever.  

Of course it doesn't stop there. Martin Freeman, is currently in another leading role, playing BILBO BAGGINS in the Hobbit.  Proof? Here you go:


See?! There are Dwarves in the background!!

Dammit Martin. I only idolize creepy old men like Mel Brooks, Gene Wilder, and Sir Ian McKellan. Yet, I could never ask you to stop being such a great actor.  You fit each role you take perfectly, no one else could play a bumbling hitchhiking Brit or master the militaristic march of Watson like you do. I applaud you and thank you.  And I cannot wait to see your performance as Bilbo on his High Adventure.  

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Contrary to the tittle, my name is Hanna Marie...
I had a blog a bit ago, (www.onhannaandcollege.blogspot.com) but because it was starting to get annoying changing back and forth from one email to another just to blog... I made this one.

I intend to update this blog on a whim, so don't expect anything and you won't be disappointed!

I am also encouraging you to check out my partnered blog simonsees.blogspot.com, for some awesome movie reviews and updates!

That is all I have for now,
Toodles.