Classic Sutin family moment.
I'm upstairs and my dad yells "HANNAH, DOWNSTAIRS, FRONT AND CENTER". This is usually a cue for "o shit they found something on lettergrade they don't like."
So..i reluctantly walk downstairs.
and they show me this.
HAHAHAHHAHA.
my parents are cool.

Bob: Hannah, you're not in a video game
Hannah: Then what have I been collecting all these rings for?

Ok now here's a quote!
"They misunderestimated me"-george w. bush

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O yeah emily rocks my socks. Guess which one I am??? whee.
I am in french. Some people are listening to me read aloud while I type this. It makes me sound like stephen Hawking. Teehee. I am wearing prison-esque clothing and fingerless black gloves. Walters head is healing up, he does not have a hemmhorage. He cannot however remember the name of the guy who hit him with the guitar. I am hungry. I need a candy bar.
O man there was so much friggin black ice on the sidewalks when I tried to walk to my bus stop this morning. I fell right on my ass. Actually I didn't. I was a wimp and walked in the street. Helped paint sets yesterday. Alison has a gorgeous voice. I am jealous of becca daley. She has a kate spade bookbag. I wish I could afford such luxuries. Although I may have probably bought an ostritch with that kind of money. Lennon actually did fall on the black ice, which made me laugh. Danielle Westermann is cool. Talk to her, because she is cool. Emily as well. Britney butterfield makes me laugh. ELEMENT BUGS!!
I am going to spray paint my hair orange and be in shamuss-out of time no quote gottago bye.

Aye, a bit tired. In Englishosio. Wearing funky purple clothing.
I'm convinced that apple jacks taste like apples, or have at least some trace of apple flavoring in there, but pretty much nobody agrees with me. I'll file that under insane notions.
It's February...EWWWWW.....
they pick the shortest,stupidest,coldest ugliest month possible for black history month. Damn greeting card companies. EWW. poo. poo, poo, and poo.
so, leap year. Making the pain last longer.
Saw lost in translation. Laughed at parts nobody else laughed at. Understanding fragmented japanese is fun.
Made a bunch of art last night. Wire and fur sculpture, CD contour drawings, some self portraits, ect.
Walter has 8 stitches in his head. Some guy onstage at a concert threw his guitar into the audience and it beaned walter-san in the head. He got 30 cd's, a teeshirt, 40$, and free passes into any of the band's other shows. He also may have a hemmhorage. My parents are worried. Both walter and I agree that its the coolest injury he's gotten so far ^_^. He didn't get to see Pig Destroyer though. That's the band he really wanted to see. Too bad. He had to destroy his head instead of a pig.
Cleaned my room most of yesterday. My nasal passage is lined with dust.
I wanna go to gameworks. Now. Someone drive me.
Theres a possibility of disgroundification if I do all my work this week. Aye caramba. Hopefully I can comply. I need outsies.
Losing weight unintentionally. Also overdosing on sentence fragments.
I love walking. Walk more. I command it. And take me to staples, I need a damn pencil sharpener.


"My french student used to make the best sheep noises! Like Baa! Ba-well, I can't do it. I'm not french."-Moi.