<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:08:30.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie The Unicorn, And Me.</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Cool, And You Know It.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-6701019133658797237</id><published>2007-04-07T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T10:30:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agh!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I do this with my personal journal too. I write in it everyday for like a million years and then I just stop. I try to bring myself to write in it everynight, but then I'm like "Oh I'll do it tomorrow" and I never do. I'm doing it with this blog right now. It sucks. I'll talk about some stuff I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I got back from spring break and I had a Japanese exchange student for a week. Along with about 20 other students from my school. We did lots of Canadian stuff. It was really fun! One of the students that wasn't even mine became like my new best friend and she gave me a bunch of Hello Kitty stuff. I miss them so much. The morning we were saying goodbye I cried so hard I couldn't talk. I didn't start crying until right before they left though. It was really hard to say goodbye to them. After a week I had become so attached! I get to see them when I go to Japan though which will be soooo awesome! I'm slowly learning some Japanese words, but sorry guys, I have no idea how to spell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that was my big adventure for that week. That's all I'm gonna say today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#FFCC66"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fbluefeet.free.fr%2Frep_tests-no.copy.no.erase.lulu.2005%2Fsounds%2Fno%20use%20for%20a%20name%20-%20i%20think%20i%27m%20turning%20japanese.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FFCC66;border:#FF9933;button:#FF3333;player_text:#FF9966;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-6701019133658797237?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6701019133658797237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=6701019133658797237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6701019133658797237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6701019133658797237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/04/agh.html' title='Agh!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8985597681000898727</id><published>2007-03-19T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:11:18.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up.</title><content type='html'>So I think we need to catch up. Well it's spring break now which makes me mucho happy. At this moment as I am typing I am watching Much Music Spring Break '07. I did not realize how skankish chicks can be. Like seriously I hope I'm never gonna be like that. Wait I'm officially a nerd I will enver be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the reason I am officially a nerd. There's this program called the International Baccalaureate Program. It's basically the first year of College/University in 2 years. You can apply to have all your classes IB which is diploma or you can have some classes IB which is certificate. I applied for diploma because its a better opportunity. So guess what? I GOT IN. Like I couldn't even believe it. I'm really happy, but next year is gonna be tough. I'm gonna be loaded with homework, but hopefulyl I'll still have some sort of a social life. Well I guess I don't fit the nerd persona, I'm more like the queen of the nerds. I'm more of a drama nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF! My new play (The Three Amigos) is coming up at the end of April. It's going to be SO GOOD. *knocks on wood* I can't jynx it. I play Ned Nederlander who is one of the three amigos. I swear to you, it'll be so awesome. You have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*knocks on wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://britannia.vsb.bc.ca/photo_gallery_archives/Open%20House%20Gallery/images/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://britannia.vsb.bc.ca/photo_gallery_archives/Open%20House%20Gallery/images/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me being Hamlet at our school's open house for the grade 7's (future grade 8's) if you look close you can see my painted on goatee. WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8985597681000898727?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8985597681000898727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8985597681000898727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8985597681000898727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8985597681000898727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/03/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-6280698059359320491</id><published>2007-03-10T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:30:38.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoons!</title><content type='html'>So I'm going to Japan for exchange next year and we've been doing a lot of fundraising. Today's fundraising consisted of standing in front of a liquor store with signs and just asking for money. It would've been good if it hadn't been POURING rain. All I was wearing was a short sleeved shirt, a sweater and a courdoroy coat. I was so soaked people started feeling really sorry for me and giving me more money. Which was good. I was so cold by the end of it though. My lips were actually blue. NOT FUN! Don't fundraise in the rain EVER. Not to mention the local hobos (*ahem* Spoons) weren't helping. For those of you who happen to know of the hobo "Spoons" then you probably know where I live now. The one good thing is my hair was soaked and now that it's dried it looks really good. The rain must've done something to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my newest play us coming up! Well at the end of April. It's gonna be good, really good. We're doing the Three Amigos. If you don't know of it, it was a movie with Steve Martin, Martin Short and Chevy Chase.It's about these three wacky movie stars who make "mexican" movies and they get themselves into some trouble. It's really funny and I'm hoping we'll have a better turn out that our last play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I should be off. OH! By the way I got new shoes and they so cool and sooooo comfy. I love them oh so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-6280698059359320491?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6280698059359320491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=6280698059359320491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6280698059359320491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6280698059359320491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/03/spoons.html' title='Spoons!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-2893342510501030517</id><published>2007-03-04T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T10:34:28.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Unbelievable!</title><content type='html'>So remember that science fair I was talking about the other day? Yeah well I went to it and it was soooooo boring and my poster board was pitiful compared to everyone else's there (including grade 7s!). So my partner and I were pretty convinced that we weren't gonna win and we kind of just wanted to get out of there. So they start announcing the intermidiate winners who are to go onto the regionals. We're standing there like "yeah yeah get it over with so we can peace out." So the woman goes: "Next we have 240-" and I'm thinking 'Don't say 7, DO NOT SAY 7! And what does she say? "7! Auditory Processing!" (yes that's my project). You should have seen my face! Both my partner and I let out a moan of unhappiness because now we have to do it AGAIN. Except this time it's for 3 days! Well 1 day of judging 2 days of other stuff. But still! We were so shocked, it was retarded! But now I feel pressured to make a better poster board because I don't want to be embarrassed again. I'm actually slightly proud of us, but at the same time shocked and kind of choked we have to do it again. If we make it to nationals I will be truly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another not when I went snowboarding the other day I actually improved slightly. Even though everytime I got off the chair lift I fell over. There were only 3 times where I didn't fall over. The worst part was the chair lift guy at the top of the hill (the bunny hill let's make that clear) was totally hot, and totally french! So the very last time I ended up on the chair lift by myself and I was like "Ok I can't fall because it'll be 500 times more embarrassing without friends." So I get off the chair lift and I'm not falling and I go to stop and my board swings COMPLETELY around and I fall flat on my face. I looked back at him and he just gave me a sweet little smile and a shrug to go along. I wanted to die right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this giant bruise on my back from falling off a chair and it seriously hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-2893342510501030517?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2893342510501030517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=2893342510501030517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2893342510501030517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2893342510501030517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-unbelievable.html' title='This Is Unbelievable!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-2654597402406345647</id><published>2007-02-27T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T19:28:16.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yes, Life Rocks.</title><content type='html'>So today was an amazing day for reasons I won't write down because it would make it less special. Just let it be known that it was awesome. I've felt a great amount of joy for the first time in weeks. It's so great when all of a sudden your life gets really great for a short time being even if is only for a short time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow has potential to be an equally awesome day. I'm going snowboarding with my class. It should be great even though I'm a total n00b and snowboarding. You can only get better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My saturday is gonna kinda slightly suck though. I got 4th place in my school's science fair which means I go to the next level of sciencefairism. It totally sucks because its for 6.5 hours on a saturday. Starting at a time I'm not even awake at. Blech! But nothing can bring me down. NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this song while pondering love, life or anything deep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#CC99FF"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Ftsukina.free.fr%2Fradio.blog1%2Fsounds%2FSia%20-%20Breathe%20Me.rbs&amp;colors=body:#CC99FF;border:#FF99FF;button:#FF6633;player_text:#FF0099;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a good day soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-2654597402406345647?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2654597402406345647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=2654597402406345647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2654597402406345647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2654597402406345647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-yes-life-rocks.html' title='Oh Yes, Life Rocks.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8472004463670043834</id><published>2007-02-18T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T10:34:10.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Go Back In Time...</title><content type='html'>I really wish sometimes that I could go back in time, to like the 60's. I think it's where I truly belong. Actually most would probably say I belong in the 80's, but I don't think so. I mean seriously. The 60's was so awesome, minus the      overdoses, but y'know. I would kill for a whole wardrobe makover of clothing that Edie Sedgwick wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is such a random post, but I don't care. Everything about the 60's enthralls me, the clothing, the music, the dancing. EVERYTHING. You see it was all about love in the 60's and I am a lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have anything to write about so I rambled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, OH UM!! HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://webpages.csus.edu/~sac92240/boar_files/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://webpages.csus.edu/~sac92240/boar_files/image002.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8472004463670043834?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8472004463670043834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8472004463670043834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8472004463670043834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8472004463670043834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-i-could-go-back-in-time.html' title='If I Could Go Back In Time...'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1628854834890918413</id><published>2007-02-11T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T10:40:51.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S CATCH UP!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have been really busy since the last time I posted. But I'll just give you a bit of the down-low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I went and got this shirt I wanted from this store called Heaven's Playground. It was originally $76, but I got it on sale for $34! So awesome, it's so cool, look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.g-sus.com/websites/gsus/gfx/collections/womens%20collection%20winter%202006/images_large/ladies07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.g-sus.com/websites/gsus/gfx/collections/womens%20collection%20winter%202006/images_large/ladies07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday we went on an American Apparel raid. It was the coolest. 3 of us tried to fit into one changing room and it wasn't working all that much. The change room was a mess of our clothing plus about 500 articles of AA clothing. I've decided on a new dress that I want. It looks killer on me. And I mean KILLER. Here see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanapparel.net/storefront/swatch/serve.asp?media=RSA8331_Asphalt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanapparel.net/storefront/swatch/serve.asp?media=RSA8331_Asphalt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it looks awesome. The thing is I don't have 40 dollers at the moment. So anyways that was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not much else happened that week except for SCIENCE FAIR! Yeah that's right I am and uber nerd. Well not really. I don't like science fair AT ALL, but it was pretty cool this year. We were judged by university students, so I wasn't as nervous. So I don't know who won for our grade yet, but we will find out on Wednesday, which is VALENTINEZ DAY! Oh yes. Nothing that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crowly we did this matchmaker quiz at school. We got the results back on friday. I was so choked because the guy that was number 1 on my list is someone who I would never ever consider liking. Ugh. And the person who was supposedly my best friend is the      I detest the most at school. LIKE SO MUCH. Ugh. DOUBLE UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as much as I would like to stay and chat, I have a movie to go to and I must go prepare! LATERZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1628854834890918413?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1628854834890918413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1628854834890918413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1628854834890918413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1628854834890918413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/02/lets-catch-up.html' title='LET&apos;S CATCH UP!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8286353465189795434</id><published>2007-02-02T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:32:28.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's February, You Know What That Means!</title><content type='html'>Happy Groundhog Day everybody! I am happy to announce that the groundhog did not see his shadow this year. Wait is the groundhog a he? Why is it always a he. Ok well I'm happy to announce that SHE hasn't seen her shadow. Or maybe it's an it. It hasn't seen it's shadow. I like that better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. With February comes Valentines Day and with Valentines Day comes love. Also heartbreak. I love watching couples fight about the stupidest things. My friends are perfect examples of this. Everyday they're fighting over something stupid like, getting a drink of water. Don't even ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See here is what I think of Valentines Day. As much as I would LOVE to have a Valentine, I also don't see the point in going completely out of your way to get one. Don't get me wrong I love hearing about how so-and-so did this and this for love. But, what I'm saying is instead of moping because you don't have a Valentine, laugh at everyone who has crappy Valentines. I know it sounds mean and shallow and I sound insecure, but really. It helps, if you see a girl who didn't have the heart to say no to the zitty-nerd face boy who asked her out. It's great, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a matchmakers quiz today at school. Oh man it was awesome. I'm secretly hoping I will get matched up with a special someone or someones. I bet you anything though I am going to get the results back and I am going to be matched up with the most retarded people at school. See my whole idea of laughing at unlucky people comes full circle. I will get my dosage of laughs if I am matched up with someone I hate. Trust me my friends are as cruel as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the real great thing about Valentines Day though. CHOCOLATE. Chocolate is the most amazing thing created. So yum, yum, YUMMY. LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Valentines is not the only major event this month. There is also Chinese New Years. It is apparently The Year Of The GOLDEN Pig. Supposedly it is very good to have a child this year. So I better get cracking if I wanna have a baby before next year. JUST KIDDING MOM IF YOU'RE READING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish you all a Happy February and have fun laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fritchman.com/images/lazy-five-ranch/groundhog-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px;" src="http://www.fritchman.com/images/lazy-five-ranch/groundhog-a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Grey's Anatomy was sooooooo good last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8286353465189795434?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8286353465189795434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8286353465189795434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8286353465189795434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8286353465189795434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-february-you-know-what-that-means.html' title='It&apos;s February, You Know What That Means!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8052608569143334686</id><published>2007-01-29T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:55:13.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Chicken, Minus The Chicken, Plus The Love.</title><content type='html'>So that title makes no sense right? Or does it make all the sense in the world? I opt for the second one. So basically I officially have had 131 visitors. It's awesome. Check this out bizznatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/blog131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/blog131.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know awesome. You have to click it to see it bigger. As if you didn't know that already. DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you are wondering what the significance of 131 is let me tell you the tale. Once upon a time when I was in grade 8 computers class a magical thing happened. I was looking around &lt;a href="www.whiteninjacomics.com"&gt;www.whiteninjacomics.com&lt;/a&gt; looking for a particular comic. I had no idea what it was called and what number it was so I was going through all of them. I got to #131 before the class ended and to remember my place I wrote #131 on my hand. Later on my friend asked me what #131 meant. I simply told her it was my club that I had made. Shortly after I started writing #131 on peoples hand and convincing them to be in my club. The club started to grow. Even thought nothing actually goes on in the #131 club people still join! There are people who I don't even know who go to completely different schools than me that are in the club! I was amazed to hear this. I am so happy about my club! If you would like to join just simply write #131 on your hand. If you want out of the club just simply wash it off, if you want to stay in it just keep it written on your hand. Voila! No pressure! It's officially awesome! If you are in the club I wouldn't mind emails of pictures, or stories you have about it. Send them to my emails which are on the side bar. I would take great pleasure in knowing someone in say, Rome is in the #131 club. I would be amazed! Thank you! And now the comic that started it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/better.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/better.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8052608569143334686?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8052608569143334686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8052608569143334686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8052608569143334686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8052608569143334686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-like-chicken-minus-chicken-plus-love.html' title='I Like Chicken, Minus The Chicken, Plus The Love.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1539423108424188999</id><published>2007-01-25T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:32:38.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ned Nederlander!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I auditioned for the new school play. It is The Three Amigos! I was unsure as to what part I was going to get because my audition wasn't the greatest, but I ended up landing a lead role! I am Ned Nederlander! It's going to be so awesome! It shall be tres funny! Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In graphics class my friend drew a picture of me. It's so awesome! Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/heckyesme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/heckyesme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's right, I'm smoking bubbles. It's so excellent! She managed to capture my large nose perfectly! I love it. I will cherish it for a million years + 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I got a surprise visit from Maryam today! I LOVE YOU MARYAM! THIS GOES OUT TO YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/1311.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/1311.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/13122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/13122.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/1313.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1539423108424188999?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1539423108424188999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1539423108424188999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1539423108424188999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1539423108424188999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/ned-nederlander.html' title='Ned Nederlander!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-6015224386129334510</id><published>2007-01-23T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T19:35:11.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok So My School Rocks.</title><content type='html'>My school won our basketball invitationals! Both our teams senior boys and senior     s! Could we be more cool? I mean I'm not really a huge basketball fan, but I do have school spirit. So that was awesome! I love my school sometimes. But, mostly not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a series of pictures, because I have nothing else to write about and I want to make it look like I am an interesting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.horsepigcow.com/uploaded_images/17windowunit-783064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.horsepigcow.com/uploaded_images/17windowunit-783064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tennisreporters.net/tr_net_photos_art/vaidisova_mt_sta_06_yell_40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.tennisreporters.net/tr_net_photos_art/vaidisova_mt_sta_06_yell_40.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.swell.com.au/swell2/images/home/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.swell.com.au/swell2/images/home/sunrise.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zarius.com/neato/pavement-art/coke-bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://zarius.com/neato/pavement-art/coke-bottle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-6015224386129334510?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6015224386129334510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=6015224386129334510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6015224386129334510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6015224386129334510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-so-my-school-rocks.html' title='Ok So My School Rocks.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-2345069021268063867</id><published>2007-01-21T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:50:49.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling Is For Heezy.</title><content type='html'>I went bowling last night. Disco bowling to be exact. It was supremely awesome. My first couple of games were pretty good considering I haven't bowled in about 5 billion years. I had like 89 and 73 or something like that I even got a couple of strikes. But our 3rd game I ended with the grand total of *drum roll* 26!!! Yes thank you, thank you! It was hilarious I kept bowling zero's. So great. I was actually surprised that I could throw it with one hand because the last time I bowled I was still using the ol' 2 hand method. That was loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new respect for bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-2345069021268063867?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2345069021268063867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=2345069021268063867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2345069021268063867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2345069021268063867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/bowling-is-for-heezy.html' title='Bowling Is For Heezy.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-7551244995252938457</id><published>2007-01-18T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:39:42.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRUINS ALL THA WAY!!</title><content type='html'>So today was the first day of our Basketball Invitationals! My school's mascot is the Bruins. Of course. It's great, basically everyone just loves the invitationals because we usually miss class to go watch them. Even if our school isn't playing. Today was great because I had a day 2 and I only had to go to science, which sucked, but I'll live. I did miss gym, math and french. I mean what more could you ask for? I wore my green American Apparel dress to show spirit because our colours are red and green. I was wearing it as a tube dress so we wrote "BRUINS!" on my back and I also wrote it on my face. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Senior teams basically own anyone who comes in their range. We won the     s game and the guys game today. It was awesome! I also really enjoy the invitationals because at my school cute boys are scarce. So when other guys come from other schools its great! It's just fun to gossip about them and compare who's cuter. Teehee. I'm such a teenage     .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow the games continue and they shall be equally as fun! This is the one time of the year where my school actually shows some school spirit. I have noticed a significant difference in school spirit since they established our houses. I'm in the Bears. Yes, I know sounds lame. We were in last place as far as house points go, but then the canned food drive came and we were boosted right up to first! I am happy! I love competition. C'est le essence du vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-7551244995252938457?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/7551244995252938457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=7551244995252938457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7551244995252938457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7551244995252938457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/bruins-all-tha-way.html' title='BRUINS ALL THA WAY!!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1754980183245268055</id><published>2007-01-17T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:07:40.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Detest People!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I don't detest ALL people. But last night I was watching American Idol (God knows why) and there were some people getting truly upset over the fact that they CAN NOT SING. I mean who sings that bad and actually thinks they can sing? I am so glad Simon is on that show, he is the only reason why I keep watching it. But anyways, there was this one guy who was like 16 who did like juggling in his audition and he couldn't sing. So they told him that he couldn't and he left the room and burst out like swearing up a storm. Then he started crying and he had like the hugest set of braces in the entire universe. All I could think was "If you went to my school, I would hurt you so bad." Then there were plenty of other upset people and it just made me detest people. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I dislike people is this. Today was the big pep rally to get ready for the Basketball Invitational. The pep rally is at lunch and right when we were getting ready to go into the auditorium someone pulled the fire alarm! I was going to smack someone. I swear to god who does that? AT LUNCH?!?! It turned out fine, but I was severely angered. But then we were eventually let back in and we enjoyed our pep rally. So great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well wish us luck on our games tomorrow. Just think in your minds "Go Bruins!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1754980183245268055?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1754980183245268055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1754980183245268055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1754980183245268055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1754980183245268055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-people.html' title='I Detest People!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4078892213712350151</id><published>2007-01-16T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:08:18.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock Breakers.</title><content type='html'>You know what's retarded? People who do random stupid stuff like, oh I don't know, breaking people's locker locks just for the fun of it. This morning about 30 people at my school had their locks on their lockers broken open. Nothing was stolen from anyone's lockers, but seriously! Who does that? We were all paranoid so we took all our stuff with us. So lame. I mean why would you break open a locker and not steal anything? Completely defeats the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like how awhile ago someone pulled the fire alarm at 3:02 and we get out literally at 3:05. I mean why would you do that? What is the purpose? So we all had to stand outside in the pouring rain waiting so we could go back in and get our stuff. Man, teenagers are so stupid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the basketball invitationals are coming up this week witch means, NO GYM CLASS!! They take up the gym which is hecka awesome for me. It also generally means no class for like 2 days because we all go watch the teams. I have some awesome memories from watching invitationals. Like last year on of the girls on a rival team got mad and flipped the bird at the crowd. So everytime she played a game our school would boo at her. It made me laugh as mean as it was. Oh fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I have to be off and do the dishes! Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3qUcPEIw2c"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3qUcPEIw2c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4078892213712350151?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4078892213712350151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4078892213712350151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4078892213712350151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4078892213712350151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/lock-breakers.html' title='Lock Breakers.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4504051129544436259</id><published>2007-01-14T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:49:26.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick Fugit / Boys.</title><content type='html'>Patrick Fugit is amazingly cute. I love the movie Almost Famous and he is the most adorable thing ever. I was reminded of this last night when I went to my friend's for a sleepover. We watched Almost Famous and I was instantly in love again. *Sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinema.com/image_lib/4005_200_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cinema.com/image_lib/4005_200_thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How could you not love that? So loveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally watched Little Miss Sunshine and again was instantly in love with yet another boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/arts/graphics/filmslide/sun/ssad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/arts/graphics/filmslide/sun/ssad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's the boy. Duh! He is so amazingly, amazing in that movie. It makes me think, why must celebrities be so gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever talk/think about is boys! It's horrible. I point out every hot guy to my friends when we're just hanging out. It's messed up. But if I see a cute boy I cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as we're talking about cute celebrity crushes, here's a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wetmen.provocateuse.com/images/photos/adam_brody_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;url=http:&gt;&lt;/url=http:&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wetmen.provocateuse.com/images/photos/adam_brody_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://wetmen.provocateuse.com/images/photos/adam_brody_07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2005/01/03/wbdepp_narrowweb__200x270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2005/01/03/wbdepp_narrowweb__200x270.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bothhands.mu.nu/archives/alfie25.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://bothhands.mu.nu/archives/alfie25.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jake-gyllenhaal.net/images/jake-gyllenhaal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.jake-gyllenhaal.net/images/jake-gyllenhaal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtv.com/shared/promoimages/news/t/timberlake_justin/news_feature_081506/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.mtv.com/shared/promoimages/news/t/timberlake_justin/news_feature_081506/281x211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also my newest obesession, Andy Samberg. *Drool*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.broadwayworld.com/columnpic/bridge20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.broadwayworld.com/columnpic/bridge20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like how this post was just basically pictures, of boys. Near to no writing. Yay! I can't help my obsession. Well enjoy les pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4504051129544436259?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4504051129544436259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4504051129544436259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4504051129544436259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4504051129544436259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/patrick-fugit.html' title='Patrick Fugit / Boys.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-6624331129576264561</id><published>2007-01-12T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T17:47:48.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I. FREAKING F.</title><content type='html'>God I am so glad it's Friday. You never really realize how lame school actually is until you come back from your glorious winter break. It's like I'm a vampire and school's Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and I just came out of hiding to become a good vampire and Buffy is there to stab me in the heart. Don't ask me where this analogy came from. It just kind of popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the highlight of my day. We were in math class and we were using graphing calculators for the first time. So I was kind of sitting there punching in random numbers and using it to spell swear words with the alpha function, whereas my friend's boyfriend was actually really excited. I actually thought he was going to wet himself at the excitement of using a graphing calculator. I would every so often hear from behind me "this is so cool!" and "oh my god that was so awesome" and occasionally a little snort of delightful laughter. I wanted to laugh in his face. I really did, but here's the thing, I was kind of in a bad mood all day and I didn't want to smile, or laugh. I just wanted to be angry, or sad, or tired or whatever I was (probably all 3). So I just sat there thinking "wow, he's a nerd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite song right now is Braille by Regina Spektor. I love it. There's a little fun fact for you. Here's another: I detest      cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-6624331129576264561?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6624331129576264561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=6624331129576264561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6624331129576264561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6624331129576264561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/tgi-freaking-f.html' title='T.G.I. FREAKING F.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5126576383147107407</id><published>2007-01-11T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:42:51.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weasel Stomping Day.</title><content type='html'>So in my graphics class we're supposed to make a poster for a school event anytime in the year. We're going to post them around the school and stuff. You can also make a poster for an event that you think should exsist. So that's just what me and my partner did. My partner thought of Weasel Stomping Day. It is on April 11. The day consists of stomping weasels I suppose, even thought there aren't many weasels in the city. And for some reason you need to wear a Viking hat and spread mayonnaise on your lawn. So I expect all of you people to participate to make this new "holiday" if you may a hit. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Grey's Anatomy is back on tonight! Yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5126576383147107407?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5126576383147107407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5126576383147107407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5126576383147107407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5126576383147107407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/weasel-stomping-day.html' title='Weasel Stomping Day.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5921057503638203939</id><published>2007-01-10T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:15:46.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grillz</title><content type='html'>I want some Grillz. I would actually walk around school wearing them. People probably wouldn't really care, because I do stuff like that. Except all the wangsters that go to my school would probably wanna kill me or something. So scratch that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why wangsters think they are the coolest people in the world. I mean are they actually that oblivious to the world that they don't notice nearly everyone ridiculing them. I mean srsly guys. Go out and get some lives. Or some grillz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫Smile for me daddy, whatcha looking at? Lemme see yo grillz. Letcha see ma what? Ya, ya grillz, ya, ya, ya grillz.♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5921057503638203939?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5921057503638203939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5921057503638203939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5921057503638203939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5921057503638203939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/grillz.html' title='Grillz'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3189266072739670625</id><published>2007-01-09T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:01:12.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such An Awesome Day!</title><content type='html'>So today was pretty much awesome! After first block I begged a guy in my class for this yummy chocolate stuff he had. Then he gave me a piece and when I got back to my locker my friend had a present for me! A very late Christmas present! And guess what it was? The dress I've wanted from American Apparel for about a million years! Looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanapparel.net/storefront/swatch/serve.asp?media=RSA8342_Navy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanapparel.net/storefront/swatch/serve.asp?media=RSA8342_Navy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much! I'm wearing it right now! The thing is now I don't know what to get her. I don't really have much money, on account of I don't have a job. Hopefully I can get one soon though. I'm going to try and start applying for jobs soon. I know everyone's like "You have your whole life to have a job! Blah, blah, blah." But the thing is I want money. I like money. Money buys me things. I can't just keep mooching of my parents. And basically my babysitting career is over. So I see the only solution to be a job. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways probably the best part of my day was when I got to planning class. The stupidest class in the universe. Well my councellor was my teacher for that class and I      my councellor. I mean I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;despise&lt;/span&gt; her. She is the most obnoxious person. So anyways we got a new guy to be our teacher and I am so joyous because he is young and somewhat hip. So yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my awesome day. The only bad part is it's really windy, and it scares me. Stupid global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3189266072739670625?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3189266072739670625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3189266072739670625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3189266072739670625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3189266072739670625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/such-awesome-day.html' title='Such An Awesome Day!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-2720648623288628225</id><published>2007-01-08T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:59:03.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff That Makes Me Cry.</title><content type='html'>You know what show makes me cry? At the end of every single episode. EVERY SINGLE ONE. Cold Case. Seriously. It's because they always play the soft sad songs that go so well with the "moment". Take last nights episode. A middle-class, private school boy, heading for university was killed by a rich, snooty dad of a fellow classmate. Then at the end the ghost of the boy appeared to look down on his father and sister, and it was like he was saying "Everything will be O.K." All the while this is going on, they are playing the song How To Save A Life, by The Fray. A sad song. It was so perfect, I was in tears. Also earlier on in that episode they played Such Great Heights by The Postal Service, which is another song that makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See here's the deal about why I cry so much. My whole family are criers. I was born one. I can't help it. I cry at everything! I'm not kidding. I'm surprised I'm not dehydrated from all the tears I've shed. Mostly it's movies that make me cry. When I was like 9, I cried in the Tigger Movie, because he was lost and he couldn't find his friends. Yeah. So what I'm going to do is make a list of stuff that makes me cry. Just a list of songs, shows, sights, stuff. So enjoy the Weep List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's start of with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Songs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now At Last -- Feist&lt;br /&gt;Samson -- Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;How To Save A Life -- The Fray&lt;br /&gt;Such Great Heights -- The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;Hide And Seek -- Imogen Heap&lt;br /&gt;Hoppipola -- Sigur Ros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shows/Movies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;Cold Case&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Whisperer&lt;br /&gt;The O.C. (usually)&lt;br /&gt;The Virgin        s&lt;br /&gt;An American Tale (SO SAD!)&lt;br /&gt;Milo And Otis&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast At Tiffany's&lt;br /&gt;Simon Birch&lt;br /&gt;(There's more, my brain's just kind of 'off' right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old people crying.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah basically just old people crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more stuff than that. It's just apparently I have some defect where I go to write about something that involves me making a list of stuff about myself, and I can't think of anything. My mind goes blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me cry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-2720648623288628225?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2720648623288628225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=2720648623288628225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2720648623288628225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2720648623288628225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuff-that-makes-me-cry.html' title='Stuff That Makes Me Cry.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5860038075482421521</id><published>2007-01-07T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:45:59.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Tomorrow, I Am Sad.</title><content type='html'>I am so mad that I have to attend school tomorrow. It's gonna suck. Besides I don't even know what classes I have tomorrow. Nobody's going to be paying attention, because our brains our so tuned out from being out of school dor 2 weeks. I bet I'm gonna fall asleep through my alarm and then have like 5 minutes to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for fun let's look back on the fun times of the Christmas Break. I'd easily say New Years was the best friend day. I had so much fun just watching movies and stuff, I laughed so much that night. I love my friends. Christmas was the best family day though. Typical family Christmas with the screaming and the fighting of the children. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what your fave day was and maybe I'll post your stories. You can tell me in the C-Box because with this template you can't leave me comments, or you can email me. So do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5860038075482421521?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5860038075482421521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5860038075482421521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5860038075482421521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5860038075482421521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-tomorrow-i-am-sad.html' title='School Tomorrow, I Am Sad.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-7735270528665103734</id><published>2007-01-04T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:49:24.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School In T-3 Days. No!</title><content type='html'>So basically the magic of Christmas break is coming to an end and I am in mourning. Why oh why, must public schools only have 2 weeks break? Now I have to wait like 2 and a half months for Spring break, which isn't as nearly satisfying because there's not holiday on Spring break, and it's only a week. Oh the lameness! I determined to make my last few days fun, but that's gonna be kind of hard, because everything's winding down. When I live on my own, it's gonna be Christmas break ALL THE TIME. Minus the part where I'm gonna be working, or going to Uni, or whatever. But I will still find time to make it worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERHANNAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what show I love? Scrubs. Basically hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-7735270528665103734?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/7735270528665103734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=7735270528665103734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7735270528665103734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7735270528665103734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-in-t-3-days-no.html' title='School In T-3 Days. No!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4634736522934395209</id><published>2007-01-03T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T16:32:50.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh, Backyardigans.</title><content type='html'>Y'know what show I absolutely detest and loathe? The Backyardigans. Who thought of such a horrid, awful stupid show? It's the dumbest show I have ever seen in my entire life. Not to mention annoying! Jeez! None of the people who play the characters can sing and the songs are horrible. Yeah I know I'm ranting about a kid's show and "It's for kids, so I'm not really supposed to like it" blah, blah, blah! I don't care, this is one kid's show I can not stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.plus.es/media/PAGINADIGITALPLUS/Infantiles/infantil_septiembre_2005/abril_06/backardigans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.plus.es/media/PAGINADIGITALPLUS/Infantiles/infantil_septiembre_2005/abril_06/backardigans.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rot in the seventh level of hell. Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4634736522934395209?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4634736522934395209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4634736522934395209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4634736522934395209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4634736522934395209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugh-backyardigans.html' title='Ugh, Backyardigans.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1152845872772005651</id><published>2007-01-01T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:38:33.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEARS!</title><content type='html'>Happy 2007 everybody! I'm hoping you all have your resolutions planned out. I know I do. Sort of. I hope you all had a fun New Year's Eve. I did! I went over to my friend's house and just hung out with a couple of my girlfriends. We watched a bunch of movies and stuff. It was great! Zoolander. Oh god I forgot how hilarious that movie is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matilda: "I became...bulimic."&lt;br /&gt;Derek: "You can read minds?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen it, do. I guarentee you will laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah that was tres fun and the count down, for a few gals we were pretty loud! I was quite amazed! I love New Years and Christmas. 'Tis easily the best time of the entire year! Other than my birthday. Which is in 192 days. Yes I am counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:blue;"&gt; Should auld acquaintance be forgot&lt;br /&gt;                               and never brought to mind?&lt;br /&gt;                           Should auld acquaintance be forgot&lt;br /&gt;                               and days of auld lang syne?&lt;br /&gt;                               For auld lang syne, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;                                     for auld lang syne,&lt;br /&gt;                             we'll take a cup of kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;                                     for auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I attempted to sing it, but I don't know the words. I just searched those on Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1152845872772005651?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1152845872772005651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1152845872772005651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1152845872772005651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1152845872772005651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-years.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEARS!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8167807597140378583</id><published>2006-12-30T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T17:16:40.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutcracker!</title><content type='html'>I went and saw the Nutcracker today! It was the first ballet I have ever been to! So awesome! I used to do ballet when I was younger and I actually auditioned for a small part in the Nutcracker. Of course I didn't get it. I was so mad, the guy was such a jerk. That is beside the point though! I had so much fun. It's so amazing, I love the costumes. I am hoping next Christmas I can watch it again, because that would just complete the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was my excitement for the day. Tomorrow is New Years, and I have nothing to do. Yes I know, unbelievable, but true. Don't worry I'll figure something out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to get cracking on that resolutions list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years! 2007 is just around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8167807597140378583?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8167807597140378583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8167807597140378583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8167807597140378583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8167807597140378583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/nutcracker.html' title='Nutcracker!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4380577176254219223</id><published>2006-12-29T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:20:22.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Disturbed For Life.</title><content type='html'>Go to this site. But I warn you, it is truly scary. Truly, truly scary. I am actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/"&gt;http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now. But be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. As I was scrolling through the desturbingness of that website I thought "How does one become so...scary?" I have yet to find an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile here's something to cheer you up after the sheerscariness of the last link I showed you. Trust me this one won't scar you for life, unless you don't like hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/hamsters"&gt;http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/hamsters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4380577176254219223?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4380577176254219223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4380577176254219223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4380577176254219223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4380577176254219223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-desturbed-for-life.html' title='I Am Disturbed For Life.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4358160964640812839</id><published>2006-12-28T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T17:18:12.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eyeballs Are Dry, They Hurt.</title><content type='html'>You know when your eyeballs get dry, and then everytime you blink it hurts. Yeah well that's me right now. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Did anyone else feel like Christmas just flew by this year? It was there and then it wasn't. I miss it already. I can't wait until next year. When I move out I'm going to decorate wherever I live for Christmas all year long. Well maybe not, but I at least need a light up Santa Clause in my living room. You know to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4358160964640812839?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4358160964640812839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4358160964640812839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4358160964640812839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4358160964640812839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-eyeballs-are-dry-they-hurt.html' title='My Eyeballs Are Dry, They Hurt.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5169358639036608748</id><published>2006-12-27T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:36:36.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harshly, Harsh</title><content type='html'>How was everybody's Christmas? I hope amazing! I had quite the typical family Christmas. Consisting of my sister wanting to open everyone's presents and my brother wanting all my sister's toys. I got some pretty cool stuff. Some clothes, a backpack, oh and A NEW MP3 PLAYER!. I know the first question is going to be "Is it an IPod." The answer is N-O. I don't really like IPods anyways. They're not a lot of bang for your buck. They don't last long and they're SO EXPENSIVE!! But here's the player I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ca.lge.com/en/down/product/020301/FM30/FM30_L.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ca.lge.com/en/down/product/020301/FM30/FM30_L.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, it's pretty darn nice. I love it. So that was fun. So later we went for the typical Christmas dinner, where we had turkey AND ham. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I went boxing day shopping. It was pretty crappy. Not much in the way of stuff I wanted to buy. But I got these tights from American Apparel I've wanted. They're pretty awesome. Here I show you! They look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanapparel.net/morephotos/rsacc301/RSACC301_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanapparel.net/morephotos/rsacc301/RSACC301_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But they're this colour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanapparel.net/morephotos/rsacc301/RSACC301_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanapparel.net/morephotos/rsacc301/RSACC301_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But before I bore you longer, I must be off for supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5169358639036608748?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5169358639036608748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5169358639036608748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5169358639036608748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5169358639036608748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/harshly-harsh.html' title='Harshly, Harsh'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3175784454234592457</id><published>2006-12-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:28:41.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve, Day!</title><content type='html'>So Santa's coming tonight. I hope you've all been good or you might not get that Chanel quilted purse you've been wanting. Or maybe you've had your heart set on that Betsey Johnson evening gown. Anyways, I know I'm getting most of what I want, most probably. Even if I don't it's the thought that counts. But I usually love all my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I really want for Christmas is you anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that Marc Jacobs ruffle shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I must be of to better myself, even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Eve you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3175784454234592457?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3175784454234592457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3175784454234592457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3175784454234592457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3175784454234592457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-eve-day.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve, Day!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8634531363335730431</id><published>2006-12-23T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T16:27:46.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially, Official.</title><content type='html'>I am officially released from the evil clutches of school. Well for 2 weeks at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways last night was Hollis's party. I had fun and it was followed by a sleepover which was also tres amusante! We danced, and laughed and exchanged gifts and we were all very merry! Oh and just as I expected, Hollis LOVED her present. She freaked! So that was that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the most awesomely amazing t-shirt from Maryam. We had agreed to make t's that said hart&amp;amp;loaf on them . This is something between us. It's an expression of our love for one another! So I got her dress and painted on and she got me an American Apparel shirt with her very own symbol made up. There's a loaf of hart on it. If that means anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it is 2 days until Christmas and I am soooooooo so so excited! I cannot wait! It's going to be so fun! Christmas break is going to be full of adventures so keep reading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy To The World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8634531363335730431?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8634531363335730431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8634531363335730431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8634531363335730431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8634531363335730431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/officially-official.html' title='Officially, Official.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8126195184173924444</id><published>2006-12-19T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:30:26.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Sucks</title><content type='html'>Ugh I am sick right now. I caught some retarded flu from my family. Blech. It's gross. I haven't barfed, but I know it's coming! Ewwww. And the worst is that the school dance (which I have already bought a ticket for) is tomorrow and I am sick! I am hoping that my body decides that being sick is stupid and makes me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a magical fairy, so I wouldn't have gotten sick in the first place, and I  could make it snow. And It would be a magical white Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That would be loverly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8126195184173924444?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8126195184173924444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8126195184173924444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8126195184173924444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8126195184173924444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-sucks.html' title='Sick Sucks'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1146924645654988619</id><published>2006-12-18T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:51:49.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H Is For Hannah, And Hot.</title><content type='html'>Basically I am in love with the present I got for Hollis, and I really don't want to give it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today 5 minutes before the bell rang for the end of the day, some stupid idiot pulled the fire alarm. Yeah so guess what, we all had to go outside, in the freezing cold, without coats. I am personally going to punch that person in the face, if I ever find out who it was. Like who the heck pulls the fire alarm? What is the point? THERE ISN'T ONE!!! God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so almost out of school I cant taste it. And it tastes like Ferrero Rocher. Ooh La La!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I Am Needing To Do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Buy x-mas present for Dad&lt;br /&gt;-Buy x-mas present for Mom&lt;br /&gt;-Buy x-mas present for Hawlz&lt;br /&gt;-Buy t-shirt for Maryam&lt;br /&gt;-Buy x-mas present for Jacob&lt;br /&gt;-Buy x-mas present for Mendel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT THAT LOADED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has everyone seen that commercial for nicorette? Y'know the one where the flight attendant gets spazzy, because she's quitting smoking. Gawd! It's so funny! I can't find it on you tube, but if you do, then please send it to me or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I must be off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1146924645654988619?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1146924645654988619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1146924645654988619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1146924645654988619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1146924645654988619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/h-is-for-hannah-and-hot.html' title='H Is For Hannah, And Hot.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4368138290636348624</id><published>2006-12-17T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:58:51.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Is Coming!</title><content type='html'>So friday night was an adventure. A cold one. Seriously buses take FOREVER! I had to take a bus then a boat that goes across the water then another bus just to get home from a little shindig I was at. I was so cold I was shaking and I couldn't stop. I probably looked like a very      addicted teenager. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was pretty much fun! I went to my friends birthday! She won a party at this movie theater for 200 people and we all got free popcorn and pop. C'est le fun! I wore my awesome new dress! Afterwards we chilled at her house, ate cake, and watched another movie along with Christmas specials on TV. So a bunch of us gals stayed over night ate junk and watched a gazillion episodes of the O.C. from season 2. Was pretty much awesome! Happy Birthday     y,     ! You know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went on downtown and got Hollis her birthday present, considering her's is coming up on Friday! Party is going to be of the hizzy. Whatever that means. She's going to actually cry when she opens her present. She actually will. Now I don't know if she is a frequent reader of my blog, but just in case I'm going to keep it a secret. All I have to say is it will get her a lot of attention! Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I have 4.5 days of school left. Yes I am uber excited. Tomorrow I have a stupid dentist appointment which is bleh, considering I have like 4 cavaties and I always feel like a monster when the perfect teethed hygenists probe my mouth. It's always fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to a close:&lt;br /&gt;You Better Not Pout&lt;br /&gt;You Better Not Cry&lt;br /&gt;You Better Not Shout&lt;br /&gt;I'm Telling You Why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Clause Is Coming To Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4368138290636348624?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4368138290636348624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4368138290636348624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4368138290636348624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4368138290636348624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas Is Coming!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-2957289601204203158</id><published>2006-12-14T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:18:37.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress, Dress, Dress!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I got my dress! It's amazing! I love it! So what had happened yesterday was I went to buy it, but her friend had brought all the lay-away stuff back to the owner's house, when she was looking after the shop. So it was at her house. I was just glad she didn't have to sell it! So then today at lunch I went to get it, but she had forgot the bag it was in. So I was like whatever! Then after school today I went and got it and now I am wearing it at this very moment and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* I love fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I got to miss half of English and Graphics class to go see a play. The play was none other then "A Christmas Carol." Woohoo! It was awesome! I am in uber Christmas mode right now! Oh and there was one guy in it who i was like, "oooooh! He's cute!" It turns out that guy was the same guy my friend had told me about. He was in "A Midsummer's Night's Dream" and she had told me he was so hot! So I was looking throught the program to find his name and it was him! we have the same taste I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho here I go into charity announcer person. I really encourage everyone to give to charitys. Particularily food banks! There are 40 000 people in my city alone that eat from the food bank. So please if you can give. Even if you think 1 can is not enough it really is! Even if you give a dollar, it's worth 3 cans! So please do this and have a Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-2957289601204203158?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2957289601204203158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=2957289601204203158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2957289601204203158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/2957289601204203158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/dress-dress-dress_14.html' title='Dress, Dress, Dress!!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-581025478086796037</id><published>2006-12-12T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:39:39.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahem.</title><content type='html'>Today was an interesting day. I FINALLY got some Christmas shopping done after school. I went to all the cheap stores and bought my friends cheap accesories. Shh. Sorry guys, but I'm just not loaded like some of you. So I basically am good for all my friends. But my family. I got a couple of things for my sister, I'll find something for my brother, I mean he is only 1. It's not like he's hard to shop for. I have no idea what to get my dad, and my mom, I just need to get my dad out to go find something for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically Christmas is underway! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days until freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today Hollis was telling me about this German guy at her school she has a huge crush on. Meanwhile I looked across the street and I saw this guy. I was like "Dayum, he's hot." So we started crossing and guess who it was??!?!?! HOT GERMAN GUY FROM HER SCHOOL!! So we stopped and talked to him for a minute. He asked where the music store was. After he left, she was shaking. It was so funny! Holy crap. I swear to god it's fate. She wants to invite him to her birthday party. She's trying to get up the nerve. But it was crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way. Hollis' b-day is going to be off the chizzane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fo Sheezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-581025478086796037?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/581025478086796037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=581025478086796037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/581025478086796037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/581025478086796037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahem.html' title='Ahem.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-7803450488581445043</id><published>2006-12-11T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:36:12.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, So Funny.</title><content type='html'>Ok so for a laugh here's what I suggest you do. I'll lay it out in steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.gizoogle.com"&gt;www.gizoogle.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Search my blog URL which is http://www.unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;3. Read and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it does is it translate my entire website into "izzle" speak. Yes, I call it that. I don't know what else to call it. I guess I'm just to White And Nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I      that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But onto bigger and better things. It is officially 9 days, 11 days including weekends, until I am freed from the evil grasp of school. Well for 2 weeks at least. So far my plans are just to go downtown everyday and basically shop. But just in case I get bored of that, do you have any suggestions for what I should do on my winter holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can post your suggestions in a comment, or you can email me at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fried.toast@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;heylosenator@gmail.ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-7803450488581445043?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/7803450488581445043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=7803450488581445043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7803450488581445043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7803450488581445043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-so-funny.html' title='Ok, So Funny.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3301369271549260902</id><published>2006-12-10T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T17:14:37.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Needs To Come Right Now!</title><content type='html'>Last night I wrote and extensive Christmas list for my parents. Seriously. It's 3 pages long and the things I want most are highlighted. I sound like the biggest spoiled brat. But they do call it a wishlist! I decided not to post my Christmas list after all. I thought it would make me seem even more like a brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw my friend's play on Friday. The first part was meh, but the secod part was AMAZING! My friend who was in it was insanely awesome. And they have this German exchange student and he is surprisingly REALLY good at acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun. Other then that my weekend wasn't much of a blast. But now that is nearing Christmas I am assuming that it will be amazingly fun! So keep tuned and read the adventures of Hannah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ezthemes.com/previews/b/barrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ezthemes.com/previews/b/barrel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes that is a barrel of monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3301369271549260902?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3301369271549260902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3301369271549260902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3301369271549260902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3301369271549260902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-needs-to-come-right-now.html' title='Christmas Needs To Come Right Now!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3865394528174560245</id><published>2006-12-08T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:48:36.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion, Fashion, Fashion.</title><content type='html'>Well I'm watching Fashion TV. It's a channel I have on Shaw. Yeah I'm that obessesed with Fashion! But I always worry about my future. I want to be a designer. But I'm wondering, do I have to go to some prestigious New York school? Apparently not! On the show I am watching they are talking about how my city is becoming a good place for fashion! Well these 2     girls with amazing designs are actually Fashion School Drop-outs! It gives me hope y'know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight I am off to a play! Woohoo! Shall be fun! Anywho I must be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will make sense in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3865394528174560245?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3865394528174560245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3865394528174560245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3865394528174560245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3865394528174560245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/fashion-fashion-fashion.html' title='Fashion, Fashion, Fashion.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-598210115746085511</id><published>2006-12-07T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:43:17.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Much?</title><content type='html'>So basically I'm mad. Tomorrow I was supposed to go to my friends' (plural) play. I was invited, but no one ever called me back about tickets! This really ticks me off. Now they're sold out and I probably most likely won't be able to go when EVERYBODY else is going. I am so angry! If you want me to come to your play, SELL ME A TICKET!! And they don't sell at the door because who knows why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho Christmas  spirit is in the air and I am tres happy! I am so excited I can't even explain! Soon will be the time when me and Hollis and new addition Maryam will spend EVERY SINGLE DAY downtown, doing whatever it is we do! Last year me and Hollis did that and I learned a lot about myself. I do not know how one learns things about themselves by being downtown all day, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't ya proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on that Christmas list should be up very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I cleaned my room. It is AMAZINGLY clean! I don't even know how I managed it, but I did. Here are before and after pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bf82vZOQvp8/RXjM-O4Dc8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lpQt4GUsOVU/s1600-h/2006_1112wherd0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bf82vZOQvp8/RXjM-O4Dc8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lpQt4GUsOVU/s200/2006_1112wherd0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005976355339465666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bf82vZOQvp8/RXjQv-4Dc-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/l8Sa0E0RzPw/s1600-h/2006_1207heckzyeah0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bf82vZOQvp8/RXjQv-4Dc-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/l8Sa0E0RzPw/s200/2006_1207heckzyeah0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005980508572840930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically my desk is pretty much the same, but y'know, it's still pretty clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably wondering why the heck I am posting pictures of my room. I am just really proud ok? It was a big day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Ok ticket crisis averted! Just got a call from my friend! She has a ticket for me! I am no longer angered! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace is restored in the kingdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni'Hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-598210115746085511?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/598210115746085511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=598210115746085511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/598210115746085511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/598210115746085511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/anger-much.html' title='Anger Much?'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bf82vZOQvp8/RXjM-O4Dc8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lpQt4GUsOVU/s72-c/2006_1112wherd0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5333484188435142203</id><published>2006-12-05T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:20:00.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Do, What To Do?</title><content type='html'>So the winter dance is coming up. In case you live in America or whatnot, we do not have a thing called "Winter Formal". But, this time 'round Student Council has pronounced that this dance is to be "Semi-Formal". Which in otherwords this means, don't come dressed like a hooker, like so many girls like to do. The question is though, what is Semi-Formal? WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!?! Please help me out. If you don't I'll just wear my awesome vintage dress I am so close to getting. I have it on lay-away. It's from Norway and it's amazingly gorgeous. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I think I need to add a poll to this here website. I'll see if I can find anyway of doing it. So you guys can vote on stuff. Fun, fun, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun is my middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5333484188435142203?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5333484188435142203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5333484188435142203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5333484188435142203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5333484188435142203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-to-do-what-to-do.html' title='What To Do, What To Do?'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5316456957555459240</id><published>2006-12-04T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:41:48.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Officially Despise My Life.</title><content type='html'>So I have to catch up on some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday I went downtown  with me best friends Hollis, and Maryam! We went shopping around and stuff, then we went to the Art Gallery because there was a free show going on and some pretty good people were playing. Such as K'Naan and DJ Champion! We missed K'Naan, but DJ Champion, was AMAZING. So awesome! It was so awesome, there was a big stage set up and stuff and I felt like I was in New York. Man I wish I was in New York *Goes all dreamy*. Anyways! Check DJ Champion out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.djchampion.net/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.djchampion.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to head home. There was a show at the Ukrainian Hall by my house and I couldn't go because I had to babysit. I thought I wasn't going to miss much. It was just like Narduar and The Evaporators playing. But then later on that evening I get a text, from Hollis whom is at the concert. She was explaining how Narduar was getting all the people from the audience up onstage. Then they started playing "Take Me Out." By Franz Ferdinand. So Hollis and Maryam were just stading there. THEN the leadsinger Alex comes out AND ITS ACTUALLY FRANZ FERDINAND!! They were surprise guests at a dinky little venue in my neighbourhood! Holy crowly. I was so mad I missed it! She then continued to tell me that she and Maryam went up on stage and started crowd surfing Narduar around on the stage. Then after Franz stopped he told them to go backstage and meet the band. SO THEY DID AND THEY GOT TO HUG THEM ALL!! I WAS SOOO MAD!! I was so, so mad. So that is why I officially despise my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then yesterday I went and bought this hot coat I wanted. It looks so sophisiticated and I look really intelligent. So that was awesome. Then basically the rest of the day was kind of bogus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What do you do when you dislike your good friend's boyfriend, a lot? I dunno. Have any suggestions? I almost punched him today. I swear to god. I was telling him about Hollis's incident with Franz and he was like. "Well that's impossible, they're in Australia, that's impossible." And I was like. "I'm not lying, Rosa knows too, the people she babysat for went to the show." He was like. "I looked on their website they're in Australia." I just looked at him and went. "I'm not lying, I bet when Rosa tells you you'll believe it." He replied with. "You might not be lying, but your friend might be." I almost punched him. I went "Rosa tell him, he doesn't believe me!" So she told him it was true. He went to me "I didn't say it wasn't true." I NEARLY PUNCHED HIM OUT!! I will one day. He better watch his freaking back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways enough ranting for one post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5316456957555459240?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5316456957555459240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5316456957555459240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5316456957555459240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5316456957555459240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-officially-my-life.html' title='I Officially Despise My Life.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-7571607214238050238</id><published>2006-11-30T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:58:28.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School. Sucks. Period.</title><content type='html'>Yeah guess what. I'm going to have to go down to the school board and punch one of them in the face. Yeah there was school today! AGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Well at least it's Thursday, which means tomorrow is Friday. Fridays a short day, that's always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to go swimming in gym class. I put my swim suit away MONTHS ago. It's winter people, COME ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get report cards tomorrow. Chewing on my nails just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay! And now I have to start selling stupid Poinsettias! Yeah it's fundraising, I'm going to Japan on exchange next year. But Pointsettias?!?! WHO WANTS TO BUY POINTSETTIAS?!?! Unless you do. Please buy. They're $12. That's cheaper than Safe-Way AND Costco. So buy, buy, buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and Au Revoir my sweets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-7571607214238050238?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/7571607214238050238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=7571607214238050238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7571607214238050238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7571607214238050238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/school-sucks-period.html' title='School. Sucks. Period.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-8767103138503662892</id><published>2006-11-29T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:40:10.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SWEAR TO GOD IMMA DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!</title><content type='html'>Ok if there is no snow day tomorrow I'm personally going to march down to wherever the stupid school board has their stupid meetings and punch one of them out. Then I'll come back and sit down. Yeah that's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like the biggest stomach ache right now. I decided to go to starbucks (yuck) and get a peppermint mocha, which is actually usually quite good. Yeah the chick who made it for me though made it in like 2 seconds, which is ok, but it was LOADED with       chocolate syrup. Ugh I feel like throwing up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the huge library downtown and checked out complex Russian literature. Y'know just volume 2 and 3 of Leo Tolstoy's 'War and Peace'. Yes I do have an idea what I'm in for. Woo. These are going to take a lot of renewing before I finish them. I don't know why I checked them out. They sound really interesting and I'm looking to broaden my reading horizons. Considering I've been reading teeny-bopper novels for like the past 5 months. I can't get enough. I'm in a mood to be intellectual. Or at least ACT intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really the real reason I go to the library is to look at all the cute book worm boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on everyone does it! I also study, but it's hard with all the cuteness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically it's freezing and the bus I need to take never comes. I froze. I waited for half an hour and finally caved and bought a slice from the pizza shop by the bus stop so I could sit in warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets all pray that Hannah has a snow day tomorrow. I thank you for your kind consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-8767103138503662892?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/8767103138503662892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=8767103138503662892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8767103138503662892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/8767103138503662892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-swear-to-god-imma-do-something.html' title='I SWEAR TO GOD IMMA DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-4539909756727018147</id><published>2006-11-28T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:40:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slick Like Ice.</title><content type='html'>Today it got to -19 with wind chills. That's retarded! Us people over here in this city aren't used to those temperatures!! What the heck! And guess what? THERE WAS STILL SCHOOL!! Ugh! It's unbelievable. It was FREEZING!!! The snow where everyone walks has frozen over, so it's impossibly slippery! Ugh! All I can say is thank the lord for buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note it's very beatiful. Don't get me wrong from all the complaining! I love the snow! It's so pretty! But I really think the schools should just let us enjoy it, by letting us out of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY COW ITS 28 DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get that Christmas list posted for you guys! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and also yesterday when I got hit the face with a volley ball, remember? Yeah well now my jaw is bruised. It really hurts. Good going stupid testosterone filled boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just want to punch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-4539909756727018147?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4539909756727018147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=4539909756727018147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4539909756727018147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/4539909756727018147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/slick-like-ice.html' title='Slick Like Ice.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-6073781707020929385</id><published>2006-11-27T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:38:49.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day, S'no Go.</title><content type='html'>Ok well it snowed a crap load and I was begging the Universe Ruler to let me have a snow day. But that was no go. EVERY OTHER school district had no school except for downtown schools, because of stupid people! So I had to go to school. Here's a pictar of the snow. You can try and figure out where I live by the picture, but I doubt you'll be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1126wherd0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1126wherd0038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Oh So Pretty. I have even prettier pictures, but I haven't uploaded them. So yeah there's even more snow now. My gate was frozen shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the conversation I had with my Mom trying to get out of my front yard so I wouldn't miss my bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Mom the latch is frozen, get me a lighter."&lt;br /&gt;-retreats and comes back with lighte-&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Just use hot water."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh yeah."&lt;br /&gt;-retreats and comes back with hot water-&lt;br /&gt;Me: *I'm free!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that interesting I know, but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch the school basically had a mass snowball fight. It was funny, my good friend's boyfriend got face-washed by these loser wangsters that go to my school. He wasn't expecting it and they totally knocked him down and shoved his face in the snow. I thought he was going to cry. I wanted to laugh, but I decided that was probably mean, and he wouldn't appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in gym I got hit in the face with a Volleyball that a boy spiked. It hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In math class our teacher gave us leftover food and coffee and tea from a staff meeting! It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, my time has come to flee. I will talk to you in a later day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir Mon Amour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-6073781707020929385?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6073781707020929385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=6073781707020929385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6073781707020929385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6073781707020929385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/snow-day-sno-go.html' title='Snow Day, S&apos;no Go.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-7517002578486617094</id><published>2006-11-26T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T10:39:58.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH!!! IT'S SNOWING! It started last night and now it's harsh coming down! It's so pretty! A couple of weeks back I told Hollis that I only liked snow from December 22-27. I changed my mind! It's so pretty! Yay! So basically I'm going to go get ready soon and go have hot chocolate at the local bakery shop. We will sit and watch the snow fall and sip our cocoa and eat yummy Portageuse baked goods. Jealous? I know you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-7517002578486617094?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/7517002578486617094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=7517002578486617094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7517002578486617094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/7517002578486617094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/snow.html' title='SNOW!!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3322575387105445500</id><published>2006-11-25T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T10:44:56.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Suis Les Tired</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired right  now considering I have just arised from the chamber, I call my room. Yesterday, wasn't that eventfull. I hung out with my bestest friend ever! Then we went to her house and watched movies with my other best friend. We watched Proof. The only reason we watched it was because it had Jake Gylenhaal in it. It was funny because Hollis's (My best friend) tutor was over. After he was leaving she was showing him her new Chanel purse. She got it for $4.00 at Value Village. It looks pretty authentic to me. So she was showing it to him and he was like "Chanel? I dunno Hollis. That doesn't look very Indie to me." He said it because Hollis basically is Indie. It was funny. Then he was like "Have fun with your Jake GILLenhaal movies." Then my other friend was like "Whatever Kin." Because his name is Quinn. Oh fun times with the gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I'm really tired and not up for typing much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3322575387105445500?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3322575387105445500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3322575387105445500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3322575387105445500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3322575387105445500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/je-suis-les-tired.html' title='Je Suis Les Tired'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1071372109425786857</id><published>2006-11-23T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:54:35.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Good Days In A Row?</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's not very often you get to experience TWO good days in a row! I mean, considering I was so down a couple of weeks ago, to have such good days makes me so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out I had 86% in my English class. That's an A! Score! So that was awesome! So then the day went on. In Graphics, my teacher gave me this wrist cuff thing. On Monday my friend in that class with me had made a cow out of green felt, it has 5 legs. I also made this bag of cheezies out of felt. She sewed both things to a bracelet thing and it's awesome! I love it. I'll post a picture of it soon. So then after school me and my friend went downtown. We were just walking around going to all different stores and stuff. Then we went to the Chanel counter in th Bay and I found the perfume I wanted. It's called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christalle &lt;/span&gt;and it smells absolutely delicious. I mean imagine how irrisistable I would be if I wore a perfume called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christalle&lt;/span&gt;! Anywho. Then I came home and my Grandma had sent me a card and my Aunt and Uncle had signed it too. It was congradulating me on the play. It made me so happy I hung it up. So that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, in Gym. Oh lordy. So funny! We're playing volleyball and on my team there was this guy. He's a hilarious person in general. He can't play volleyball, but he has this move where he just kind of half sets it, half spikes the ball over the net. It got us a lot of points. He was our secret weapon. So I laughed so much in gym class. Then in french I found out I have 80% (B) and I thought the teacher said 18% so I freaked for a second. But She didn't say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the best part of my day. I went downtown again to go to the Chanel counter again. I got there and the lady was like "I'll do your makeup for free if you want." SO I GOT A FREE MAKEOVER!!! It's so hawt. So that was awesome. On the bus ride home there was this guy playing his guitar on the back of the bus. He was really good. It was so nice! It was like a scene from a movie. Ugh amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; days in a row!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1071372109425786857?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1071372109425786857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1071372109425786857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1071372109425786857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1071372109425786857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-good-days-in-row.html' title='Two Good Days In A Row?'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-6731402709852400519</id><published>2006-11-22T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:23:26.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Pluie.</title><content type='html'>Hey all. It's raining. A lot. Like a lot, a lot. BLECH. I'm soaked to the bone. For shizzle. Ok guys, basically it's 33 days until Christmas, or is it 31. Hmmm, one of those too. And for my own pleasure when it gets closer and when I get the time to, I'm going to put up an extensive Christmas list. Just so you guys have a referance. Teehee! So that's what's coming up. Also,  throughout the year if any of you have a undying urge to purchase any of my "Want's Of The Week." Please do so. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's not much else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go watch America's Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-6731402709852400519?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6731402709852400519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=6731402709852400519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6731402709852400519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/6731402709852400519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-all.html' title='Le Pluie.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-678209712521447132</id><published>2006-11-20T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:20:07.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomosity Much?</title><content type='html'>Today, a short list of things that confuze me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lloyd Robertson&lt;br /&gt;-Biology&lt;br /&gt;-The Word Schedule&lt;br /&gt;-Osmosis, and Diffusion (see biology)&lt;br /&gt;-Why childrens toys must be so gosh darned loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more, it'll come to me in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of the day is "Unfathomable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few sentences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unfathomable &lt;/span&gt;how amazingly beautiful Adam Brody is."&lt;br /&gt;"Gemma Ward is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unfathomabley unfathomable&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"I really enjoy the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unfathomable.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Post Was Brought To You By The Letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And The Number:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;131&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--McHannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-678209712521447132?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/678209712521447132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=678209712521447132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/678209712521447132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/678209712521447132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-short-list-of-things-that-confuze.html' title='Randomosity Much?'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5549118963022510817</id><published>2006-11-19T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:19:00.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day Pootie!</title><content type='html'>EEP!! Ok so. Closing night went well and all that. It was the best audience we'd had. They laughed at all the stuff they were supposed to laugh at which was good. So yeah. I'm sad, but also kind of glad it's over. No more rehearsal and stuff, but I'm going to miss doing the play. Oh well. There's always the spring play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is my sisters birthday!! Woohoo! She's 4 and it seems like just yesterday she was born! She's having a party and she's very excited. She grew up so fast. It amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically the weather here right now sucks. It's rainy and windy and gross! 200,000 people in my city are without power right now. Also we can't drink our water. Yeah. I know. Because of all the rain, mud got into our resevoir and now we have to either, boil the water, or buy bottled stuff. Which sucks. I keep         accidentally running my toothbrush under the tap. I know some people who are so paranoid about it, that they won't take showers. They'll actually pour water from bottles into their bathtubs and take a bath in room temperature water! Seriously people. Its only if you ingest the water that it could be potentially dangerous. I hate      it when people are paranoid. It's stupid. It's kind of gross though because the water is kind of brown. I know, ew. I hoped the water gets clean soon! Probably not, it's supposed to rain like this for like 2 months. YIPPEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I must be off! Have a loverly sunday! Au Revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5549118963022510817?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5549118963022510817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5549118963022510817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5549118963022510817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5549118963022510817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/eep-ok-so.html' title='Happy B-Day Pootie!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3090129051030748791</id><published>2006-11-17T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:18:04.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing! WOAH!</title><content type='html'>Ok People. Closing Night. Holy Cow. The play has gone absolutely amazing so far! We've done so great and I have been praised by many! So tonight is the last night and AFTER PARTY!! Woohoo! We were going to go to this more expensive restaurant for our cast dinner. We have a really small cast and crew, 4 actors, director, producer, 2 techs, 3 stage hands, stage manager. So we were gonna go. But it's a meat place. Like the only vegetable is veggies cooked in pork fat. So yeah. Anywho we were gonna go, but ONE person in our cast is vegetarian. Imma getchu Evan! If it's the last thing I do! Naw. I love Evey, but srsly, ruining our meat dinner! So now we have to go a crappy pizza place we ALWAYS go to for our cast parties. L-A-M-E! Just because I feel like it, here's a picture of the poster for the play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/NCK-splash-kgc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/NCK-splash-kgc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://britannia.vsb.bc.ca/images/NCK-splash-kgc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://britannia.vsb.bc.ca/images/NCK-splash-kgc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click it, if you wanna see it bigger. I'm second from the left. Y'know the one that looks like a man? Yeah that's me. Woohoo! So yeah. That's the New Canadian Kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I best be off, I have to go eat some food before I go up for CLOSING NIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there's a lot of people. Humans have been scarce on the last 2 nights. I heard through the grapevine though that lots of people are coming! FINGERS CROSSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I break a leg. Not really, well you know what I mean. I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3090129051030748791?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3090129051030748791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3090129051030748791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3090129051030748791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3090129051030748791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-people.html' title='Closing! WOAH!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-618619597545362231</id><published>2006-11-14T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:12:16.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Tomorrow! AGH!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOO! Holy cow. Guys, I'm in a play right. Yeah opening tomorrow. We have a matinee and then opening night. Holy crowly. I'm pumped! Yeah so basically the play is about this kid who comes from Homeland, to Canada. She can't speak english, so it's about her struggles with this bully and stuff. The twist is that the Canadian kids are actually speaking a made up language and the Homelander kid is actually speaking english. So it's pretty insane. So I'm pretty excited. Oh by the way I play the Homelander. The play is called "The New Canadian Kid" by Dennis Foon. I would invite you, but y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho today I was walking with Evan (my fellow cast member) and we were walking behind our school. There was like this huge crowd of like grade 8's and 9's and we were like "What in the heck are they doing?" So we stopped and we realized it was this old school fight going down. It was the traditional "BACK OF THE SCHOOL 3:00! I'M GUNNA POUND YOU!" 'Cept the kids were like tiny. So we stopped to watch for a minute, because it was pretty lame. Then the vice principal drove up in his like Lexus and got out and stopped it before it could start. So I was like wow! Harsh, no one fights old school anymore! It's always. "I'mma get my crew after you!" So it was interesing. I wish I'd had a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Yesterday I went shopping and I got some awesome boots. I need a winter coat too though. So I dragged my mom into American Eagle Outfitters and showed her this coat I wanted. But it's like $149.99. So yeah. IF IT'S STILL THERE ON BOXING DAY! MARK MY WORDS I'M BUYING IT!. It's amazing. Here's a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.e.akamai.net/a755bdded7308e72e7fac2eae90715fc.com/Images/laydowns/front/0382_1146_404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 215px;" src="http://a248.e.akamai.net/a755bdded7308e72e7fac2eae90715fc.com/Images/laydowns/front/0382_1146_404.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's amazing. And it looks so good on me. YAY! Of course if you have the very strong urge to buy it for me, please do fulfill you desires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I must be off for now dahlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think in you heads for me:"Break A Leg!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-618619597545362231?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/618619597545362231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=618619597545362231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/618619597545362231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/618619597545362231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/woooooo-holy-cow.html' title='Opening Tomorrow! AGH!'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-1904472966769920191</id><published>2006-11-11T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:43:36.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of Those Days.</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days. You know, one of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THOSE &lt;/span&gt;days. The days that consist of staying in your pj's until 3:00. Then when you finally get showered and changed all ready to go do something, you realize that you actually have nothing to do. Yes I had one of those days today. It's probably because I'm grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking though. "What would I do if I could go out?".  Here's some of the things I came up with. I made a list. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1872/4541/1600/IMG.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1872/4541/200/IMG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if my writing is illegable. I'm a teenager. What do you expect? If you can't read it feel free to interpret it for whatever you want it to say! Also I know It's kind of small, click it, it'll go bigger. If you still can't read it, then I can't help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I best be off, I have a long night of nothing ahead of me! Enjoy your weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-1904472966769920191?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/1904472966769920191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=1904472966769920191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1904472966769920191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/1904472966769920191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-one-of-those-days.html' title='One Of Those Days.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-3143275760543068323</id><published>2006-11-10T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:43:20.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status: Grounded</title><content type='html'>Oh yay! Guess what? It's a long weekend! And I'm grounded! Hurrah! We won't speak of why! Ugh. I hope it rains ALL WEEKEND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I bough this scarf today that I've been wanting since Halloween. It's gorgeous. It's got skulls on it! I love it mucho! Oh and I went into this new vintage store near my school and I tried on this amazing dress, and this amazing vest and I want them both!!! The dress looked so good on me! AGH! Loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I must be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-3143275760543068323?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3143275760543068323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=3143275760543068323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3143275760543068323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/3143275760543068323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yay-guess-what-its-long-weekend-and.html' title='Status: Grounded'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-5601369481844532533</id><published>2006-11-06T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:42:50.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McHannah For Sho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me introduce myself. My name is Hannah. I'm awesome. Well I guess you could say awesome. I like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I live in a quaint little neighbour, somewhere in the vacinity of Canada. Yes that is a very large vacinity. If you want to pinpoint my location. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so basically my best friend is Hollis. My other best friend is Maryam. I go to school like any normal teenager. I like clothing, fashion and anything to do with either. I really seriously can't wait to graduate. School sucks. But I get through. Some of my other likes are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you sleep with a window open in the winter, and when you wake up you're all warm underneath you comforter.&lt;br /&gt;-Downtown at Christmas&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas&lt;br /&gt;-The feeling I get when it's fall or Christmas&lt;br /&gt;-I JUST REALLY LOVE CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be good for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really obssesively compulsive about Christmas, it's only because it's nearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--McHannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-5601369481844532533?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5601369481844532533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=5601369481844532533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5601369481844532533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/5601369481844532533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/let-me-introduce-myself.html' title='McHannah For Sho.'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37201744.post-116278160078369903</id><published>2006-11-05T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:42:34.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie The Unicorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My first post is about Charlie The Unicorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Freaking check this out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's your destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://newgrounds.com/portal/view/280260"&gt;http://newgrounds.com/portal/view/280260&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just click "Watch This Movie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And Relax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37201744-116278160078369903?l=unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/feeds/116278160078369903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37201744&amp;postID=116278160078369903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/116278160078369903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37201744/posts/default/116278160078369903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unicornslovehannah.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-first-post-is-about-charlie-unicorn.html' title='Charlie The Unicorn'/><author><name>McHannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260072771993278728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v663/hannah_baniinii/2006_1112wherd0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
