HELLO, MY LOVES!!!!! I am back!! I am soooo sorry that I haven't written in forever, but my Dad had grounded me, and so I couldn't get on, but, here I am! Yay!!! >does happy dance<
So, anyway. Basically, my life is fine. School is going okay. No great tragedies have happened. Just monotony.
What to write of? Oh, I am claiming temporary insanity for when I started that knitting blog. Urgh, how pointless! Others can do it and get away with it, making it nice and everything, but me? NO. I would be bored stiff. Now to figure out how to delete it. :D
Hmmm. Books? Same ole, same ole. Music? I have discovered Blackamore's Night. I like Ghost of a Rose. Listen to it. It is like a fairytale set to a song. Very cool. Movies/TV? Burn Notice. An awesome show. Michael is hot, in a sarcastic, I-know-everything-and-it-only-makes-me-hotter way. Especially when he has the sunglasses. >blushes and moves on<
Oh, Josh Groban sings like a demi-god. Just so you know. I am listening to his live version of So She Dances. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. >drifts for a moment in Happiness Land<
My little sister is annoying. Wow, do I sound like a pre-teen with a SUPERSECRETDIARY!!!!! or what? But honestly, she reads what I have written and then proceeds to critique. "You think Michael's hot? He looks like a monkey!" That was an actual quote. But I love her. >rolls eyes at self<
Okay, this version of So She Dances is not as good as his non-live one. Sorry, but the truth. Oh well. At least I have the other one on my MP3 so I can listen to it again, and again, and again, and again, and oh my word, did he just try to do a weird Elvis-did-this-but-I-do-it-better thing? No, not him. And who put Charlotte Church on here?!?! She is a nasty nasal Welsh little thing, and I have NO opinion of her. Sniff.
Okay, on to lighter things. OH! I have started my Christmas knitting. Did you think I would give that up so quickly? Ha! No. I have officially finished one (1) Christmas gift. I cannot tell you whose it is or what it is yet, because that person might read this blog and that would RUIN THE SUPRISE. No RUINing of THE SUPRISE. But it is beautiful. I am so fond of it.
There is no justice in the world. I have an operatic soprano voice and I have to like all of the people who have alto and tenor voices. There is no way to sing along. I weep dreadfully at the meloncholy idea.
I think that is all for now. I know, I don't want to go. But I have nothing sane to say. Nothing insane either. :( Oh well. I will be back soon. I am confident of that. Weep you not, my fairest ones. Know that Hannah love's thee!! Adieu!!!
