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Happy 1 Year Anniversary to “Shenanigans of A Hoodlum”!

Published January 31, 2015 by konchk

The wordpress machine told me on my little notification side bar that exactly one year ago…I ventured on this blog journey. This last year had its extreme highs and its extreme lows. I’d like to say more highs than lows, but it’s actually fairly balanced. Since last year my world has been up and down, post or no post…my life has been hectic but full of fun as well.

Since one year ago and maybe a little before, I have…

Started this lovely blog.

Finally kept my promise.

Sang in the rain. Kissed in the rain.

Shared a kiss under a full moon.

Formed the constellation of a pretty-ful night sky on my ceiling.

Looked through a telescope.

And witnessed a most beautiful lunar eclipse.

Went to a bachelorette party for a spontaneous wedding.

Did something completely spontaneous normal Hannah would never dream of doing.

Got a pet rock (which turned out to be an owl)

And named him Paparkahar.

Shot a gun and missed a poop ton

I finally hit a can ever-so-slightly.

Baked a sweet, pink layer cake

And a loaf of bread…but should have waiting to bake.

Ate some caviar my dear friend bought for me.

Gave out an “I find you attractive” business card

To three cute waiters at the Olive Garden

Then left a 100 percent tip.

Sent a care package to my favorite person in the whole world.

Finally scared my roommate.

Drew a model nude.

Learned to dance.

Wrote a letter to me to read decades later.

Rode in a cop car on the way to the bus station.

Spaced out through all my classes.

Because I met a boy.

Shared the most meaningful conversations with my best friends.

And forgot them all.

Left for Rapid City.

Skipped a semester from school.

And made lots of moneys.

Making coffee in a bookstore.

And sitting in Cherry Berry.

Spent time with my sisters, grams, and niece.

And other people, I guess.

Saw a shooting star on a walk at night.

And made a wish that I can’t remember.

Went kayaking with my pretty sister.

Fell into the water.

Took a picture in a photo booth with my smart, wittle, adorably-entitled nephew.

Left because I missed a boy a lot.

And goofed off with him for weeks.

Ate lots of sushi and dressed up.

Ate some frog legs.


Finally made it back to College Town.

Finally decided I wanted to be in school.

Finally got another job.

Bought a lottery ticket for the heck of it.

Didn’t win, by the way.

Still pursuing my passions..

Still memorizing those 100 digits of pi.

Still reading Crime And Punishment

Still learning to swim and drive?

Still in school.

Still blogging. And arting. And doing stuff.

Here is to another year.


I Don’t Want To Work…Just Wanna Bang On the Cross-Stitch All Day!

Published December 4, 2014 by konchk

Haiku of the month:

I need some more time
To do lists ’bout a mile long
I am flipping tired.

Honestly, I kind of just want to sit around all day working on my cross-stitch, drinking tea, teaching myself to knit, and sleeping. Gosh, I can’t wait to be old.

I am hoping for a productive evening. I wish the same for you.


I Am A Person Who…

Published June 14, 2014 by konchk


I am a person who
Forgets her keys
Loses her purse
Who can’t keep her head screwed on right

I am a person who
Watches lightning storms
At 1 in the morning
Who sits outside
Looking for where her head went

I am a person who
Gets homesick when she is away
But leaves when she arrives
Misses people
But never calls

I am a person who
Has a bucket list
Full of things
She’ll never do

I am a person who
Who laughs
Without a serious tone
In her words

I am a person
Who wishes she was
Perfect. Brave. Strong. Beautiful. Loved. Daring. Honest. Happy.

I am a person
Writes poems when
She feels

I Want More

Published April 16, 2014 by konchk

When I wake up.

I want a latte. Covered in cool whhhhip

And all this dumb Fargo snow to melt

Maybe pancakes with choco chips

But I’ll still want more

I want to feel like dancing

Or something like dancing?….

I want to be able to do the splits

Or something that looks like splits?

I want more

I want to never worry again

About a single thing

I want to just write in a blog, make bracelets, and paint

…Learn to sing?

I want much more

I want to bungee jump, sky dive, climb rocks, and stuff like that

But live too

I still want to learn to surf, swim (yeah), and something else probably

Oh poo

Not enough

I want to help someone or something a lot

Like starving children, or something

Is it even right to still want more? I probably would…

I want everything

I want to fall desperately in love

Enough so I can’t fall out

I want someone to love me too?

If anyone like that is out there

But I still really like lattes

Like a lot.