Batman. and other things.

O. My. Gosh.
http://www.batman.wikia.com/ <- go there. now. do it. now. it'll change your life. it's amazing. i went there. and died. and came back to life. a zombie. it's great. do it. now. ... just kidding. but it srsly is amazing.

Alright, hello any-and-everyone {or no one} who still reads my blog! The procrastination monster has struck again, and I figured since I would much rather ramble to no one in particular than do algebra2, blogging would be a good place to start. Don't you feel priviledged? -wink- So, for those of you who don't know, I'm kind of married to Batman. And when I say kind of, I mean as close to mariage as a fictional character and an imaginative lunatic can get. I decided that we would be married a few months ago after watching "The Dark Knight", and we secretly eloped. I can't tell you all the details, but I can tell you IT WAS GREAT. I am totally in love with Batman. For one thing he's super-duper cool {as lame as that sounded :P}, and he's buff, and he's committed to the people of Gotham city. I think the real reason I like him though, is because he's one of those people that can take the blame for when bad things happen. He makes the choice that no one else can make. Kind of like Jack Bauer... people like that always, always, always earn my respect. They do what's right, even if it means sacrificing something dear to them.People that take the fall for someone else's mistake, or people that take the blame simply because they have to. "For the greater good." Is there a word for that? Righteous? Hm. Deep, huh?

I figured, also, that I should post a picture in this post...just for visual interest. So, here's a picture that my friend Anita drew. She's an AMAZING manga artist and when I grow up I want to draw just like her >:P {she's my age, for those wondering :) }

Isn't it cute???? :D I'm catwoman. Anita had only met me once and didn't know I don't usually wear dresses, but STILL! :D ahhhhh, Batman...

Anyways...what's up with you guys? Who all even reads this? What kinda of slacking, time-wasting, procrastinating, interesting, cool, awsome people read my blog? ...oh, those kind. ... don't mock me, I'm out of practice blogging, ok??

You know what I just realized though? I'm wearing spandex !!! I'm pretty sure I wore those in the last post too! Maybe spandex shorts automatically induce blogging. Maybe these are my blog-pants. Maybe they should have theme music... dun dun DUN BLOG PANTS... sounds formidable.

ANYWAYS! I was thinking "hm...I should start blogging again." and then "hm...I'm wearing spandex" and then, bam, revelation: "hm...HEY! What if every time I wore my spandex shorts {of which I have two pairs. o yes.} I blogged????" That would mean a new post every three days or so. Would I wear you guys out with such frequent posting? Does anyone even read these? Maybe I would just blog for myself, no one else, just to vent and/or release my thoughts. How selfish. Whadda y'all think? Anyone. Everyone. No one.

Let's see now...since I'm trying to make this post as long, pointless, and drawn-out as possible... what do you guys want to talk about? School? Ew, no. No one wants to talk about that, and yet it's always the first suggestion. I don't get it. Oh, humanity...

Well, since you asked, school has once again started...and don't get me wrong, it's nice to see everyone and everything, and I love all my friends with all my heart, but ... the rules are going to kill me. For one, we have to wear these grody, nasty-lookin clothes that are VERY VERY ugly and don't flatter anyone except the annoyingly skinny people...I hate those people. Also, we aren't allowed to chew gum. ... If you know me at all you know I cannot live without chewing something. {Maybe that's why I eat so much...?} Hello, my name is Hannah Baker, and I am addicted to gum. [I'm also past the name thing. lol}

OOHHHH! While we're on addictions...I am ALSO addicted to SPEEDING. {not SPEED, speedING...I found out from the comments on my facebook status that I was addicted to speed that "speed" is a drug....lol! I'm so naive.} I don't know who all reading this drives a car {gocart, horse, donkey, bicycle, lama...}, but DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO GO THE SPEED LIMIT??? I have to ask - if the speed limits are never over 70, why do they make cars that can go up to 160 ?? Seriously! I personally think music has to do with it...I know the more upbeat of a song I listen to, the faster I go...and if I'm listening to a slow song...I change the radio station and listen to a fast one. That's how I roll. Yo.

Oh! Speaking of music! Music is so...incredible, and beautiful, and...indescribably emotional. Have you ever had an experience where you're like in the car, or in ... I dunno... a dentist's office...or....Walmart....and, like, this song comes on, and all of a sudden BAM it hits you that the song you hear playing is just...RIGHT ? Does that make sense to anyone else? OR that the beat and the rhythm completely infect you and you can feel the chords winding their way around your soul? ...... it's those moments I wish I could dance.

But every time I try to "bust a move" or whatever, I feel like a dying fish. I kinda just spaz every apendage on my body kind-of-semi-on-beat....and that is NOT attractive. I watch "so you think you can dance" as often as I can, {and I can proudly say I saw every single episode this season EXCEPT FOR THE FINALE SO DON'T TELL ME WHO WON!} and I hear the music, and I see the dancers flying across the stage, carried by the winds of music and I think to myself... "Man I wish I could dance"... because music and dance are forms of art! They're forms of expression! And I'm ALL ABOUT EXPRESSION!

-wistful sigh- Lauren, from SYTYCD, I wish I could dance like you... ok, time fo anotha pic... hm... necesito un foto....of dancing. let me shee hur....OH WAIT I GOT THIS! I'm going to post a picture I took when one of my friends who likes to dance went to a pier with me and we had a photoshoot :)

There it is. :) Copyright of Baker Photography. Oh yeah. That's me. ... lol. My wonderful dancing friend, o if only I could dance like you...

Ok, so while I'm waiting for that to load {because my computer's network system thingie is being very slow, especially recently...} I haven't heard from anyone in a while in my little blogging community, sooooo why not do a tag? Let's see, I'll keep it short....and interesting. hopefully. IF YOU READ THIS, you MUST complete the tag, and then leave a comment telling me so that I can go read your replies :)

1. Which do you prefer - spandex or tights? O.o and WHY?

2. Do you like school, gum, or dancing? All of them? Any of them? WHY?

3. Who is your favorite superhero? WHY?

4. Do you read my blog? ...WHY?

Well....I supposed I've killed enough time for now...BUT WAIT I JUST REMINDED MY ADD-SELD OF SOMETHING! [I'm not sure if I really have ADD, but it feels like I do ALL THE TIME]

Speaking of killing things, I am working on lots of new little stories that I am very excited about! I am intending to finish that story about Arnold and that serial killer chick. I am hoping it's going to become something very cool, and I in fact have another browser open with the next segment being written in it. Woopie. Also, I have been listening to super-dramatic movie music and writing down the first scene{s} that pop{s} into my head, and I think I have the beginnings of another story coming up. AND I do want to kind of hop on the Jess-Andy-Benji train again...I really like Benji's character, and it makes me sad that I haven't written about him in a while. That reminds me of ANOTHER story I wrote/am writing about the contents of my mind................ I'm not sure if imma post that or not....y'all might not be able to handle that. It's intense.

So, in conclusion, that is all my thoughts on the matter. What matter? Every matter. -going back to chemistry- OH WAIT, ALSO, I am taking meteorology/geology this year, and I think I might start just interjecting random facts, fun or not, into my blogposts in random paragraphs. Just to confuse everyone and keep you on your toes. The first law of themodynamics states that the combined total of matter and energy in the universe is constant. I don't know how that's going to work, but we'll just try it out and see.

-sigh- Now, what you've all been waiting for since I said "hello", I think I am finally done. As much as I don't believe anyone reads this, feel free to check back any time to see if I posted something acutally worth reading and not just a random ramble tangent.

Although I happen to think those are have the potential to be enjoyed.

So, my dearies, goodnight, and I hope you got SOMETHING out of this, if only that spandex are GREAT for blogging and that I dance like a fish. :)

~ Captain Bonnie Spinner

Randomness

Ok...here I go...attempting to be my random self again. More up-beat this time, though. Hm...I want a bagel. And chili. I hope that's for dinner. Oh! I burned my tongue a few days ago. Now the tastebuds are all white and everything. It's kind of weird...feels weird whenever I rub my tongue under my teeth.

I'm basketball manager! And we had a game Friday and a tourny Saturday. We lost. :( But I had so much fun managing with my senior friend. She's going to five me her volleyball shoes, if she remembers. Woop! That'll be cool. Anyway, I was having so much fun marking stats with my mechanical pencil. I felt so confident and important and unofficially official. I was keeping stats...from the bleachers. Well, not bleachers. They were like gigantic stairs. *wide eyes* They. Were. Awesome. You could lie down on one whole stair! It was really cool. We went to Subway as a team, too, and had fun there. :)

Hm...I think I should stroke my chin and try to look profound. :D Too bad you can't see me. But that might be kind of weird...cuz then you'd be a stalker. *alien music* Ok...I feel like if anyone is dedicated enough to read this weird post about me, I should do something for them...so...*throws a golden trophy at the first commenter* Congrads, you got the "coolest commenter with a golden trophy and a bruise on their head" award. :) Have fun. Let me know how much it's worth.

~ Bonnie

Fragments of a dicombobbled mind

Confused. Tilted head. Contemplative. Happiness. Joy seen through another's eye. Appearance of one. Guilt. Sigh. Melting. More confusion. Regret. Wondering what words spoken shouldn't have been and what words unspoken should have.
Thoughtful eyes. Pursed lips. A knowledge of things to do, nagging the background of thoughts, like a timer ticking ready to go off. Dreams, thoughts, hopes, fears. Trying to meet standards not meant to be met. Chained by standards and expectations or the longing to fit in, to be someone. An underlying, rejected truth: to be someone, you shouldn't fit in. Judgement. Misspelled.

Apathy. Curiosity. What if? What now? Shackles of the world, of friends, of family. Tip-toing on broken glass. A longing just to do it because I can and not to care what anyone says. But once the moment is over... Rules. Meant to break? Meant to bend? Meant to chain? Mind. Meant for thinking. Fingers. Meant for writing. Chocolate. Meant for comfort. Legs. Meant for running.

Responsibilities...duties...things to do, read, write. Time. Time slips, fades, stands still for breathless moments in the corners of the mind's hopeful eye. Never. Pathes crossing and twisting. Friendships. Where they have been, how long they'll last, where they're going, how they started. Pain to watch, helplessly, as boats sink filled with those loved. Longing to tell them simple truths only they can discover for themselves. Want to be a friend. Just a friend. How to be a friend? I don't know. I don't know. Nothing. Anything. Everything. Circles, endless, like a DVD player stuck in fastforward. Sigh. Thoughts. Fragments. Notepad. Decipher it if you can. Take what you will. Clueless. Confused. But still...Happy to be human. Happy to be me. Are you? Retorical question. Your turn to think.

Leaving

Y'all I'm going on a two week trip to Minnesota, Chicago, and Mississippi. I'm leaving Monday. Sooooooo...

I'll miss you all so much but I'll try to use the internet when I get the chance at hotels and all that jazz. I'm really looking forward to it. Y'all have fun while I'm gone, ok? Hey! I know! Until I get back, y'all can play tag!! Alrighty. Here's the game: 10 random {or little known} things about you tag!

Rules

1. Blog about 10 random BUT TRUE facts about you.

2. Have fun!

See how easy it is? I'll do a mine real quick so y'all get the gist of it.

1. I'm addicted to gum.

2. When I was little I used to wonder if people tasted like chicken.

3. I CAN eat 5 saltine crackers in under a minute {previously thought impossible}.

4. I STILL haven't finished that book on my dresser that I started 2 years ago...

5. I scrapbook. {Actually, I think I told someone that...}

6. I promised myself a long time ago that I would never call a home phone {exceptions being if said home phone is on my fav five}.

7. I hate the feeling of chalk in between my nails. Bleh. Yuck.

8. I was born with 2 extra vampire teeth. They were really pointy.

8. When I was little my imaginary friend was Aladin from ... Aladin.

10. Um...um....um...did anyone notice I used the number 8 twice?

Ok, so now that y'all see what it's like, I tag everyone on my blog list!
*Tagging Marissa, Will, Flint, Charity, Levi, and Render* So...go blog! I'd like to read something when I get back. Have fun and I'm going to miss y'all!!

~ Captain Bonnie Spinner