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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.

4-wheeling!

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.

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New Years

Published December 29, 2014 by konchk

I haven’t quite been up to my usual shenanigans as of late…I hope, with this New Year to bring back the things that bring me passion. I am hoping to keep with blogging. I miss reading all of how other people find passion in their normal routines in their lives. I am hoping to keep with the crossing off my too-long bucket list. I hope to, along with other hopeless Americans, start living a bit more healthy. For lovely instance…doing yoga/light exercise/at least stretching every day at least once. Eating better, of course! Less processed foods, more greens, and cutting my caffeine down quite a bit (more difficult than it sounds). And there is always flossing and taking vitamins. As with other hopeless Americans, I will be trying to get better with my finances…I should probably start a budget, or something?.. I just kind of want to become a better person, with this whole new year and all. I want to be proud of who I am. I want passion in my life. I want to be wholesome, if that makes any sense. I guess there is quite a lot of work to do this 2015. Wish me lots of luck, all 🙂 Hope you all also find what you are looking for.

Shenanigans Of A Hoodlum: Round 2 (Writer’s Block)

Published November 21, 2014 by konchk

049Writer’s block. Quite a bit of writer’s block. For a couple months now.
Writer’s block from this site. Writer’s block from my bucket list (frownie face). Writer’s block from work from school from everything.
Here’s to another shot at life. Ha

Wish me the best of luck. I am certainly going to try to straighten myself out. Get flipping motivated!
I miss yoga. I miss tea in the evening. I miss reading long, boring books for the sake of saying I’ve read them. I miss prettying myself up. I miss having something to look forward to. I miss blogging, bucket lists, cross-stitch, shopping sprees, baths, candles. Everything.

It is definitely finally time to get moving again! Time to cross off that bucket list! Time to get back to school! Time to get flipping excited again!

Wish me luck to clear my writer’s block. Smiley face.

That’s Depression For You

Published August 2, 2014 by konchk

I know it’s been quite some time, lovely folks….I’ve been quite caught up in making it through that I simply got behind on everything.
The truth is…. I’m scared. About everything. Growing up is hard! Someone very smart once told me that the sad part of life isn’t about finding something that will make you ecstatic/happy/excited/some elated emotion… life is about finding out how to simply manage. And it’s true. 😦
What has always kept me going when the going went tough, was telling myself that someday everything would be perfect. Everything would turn out better in the end. One day I would be happier than I could ever imagine.
When reality hits, it tells me there will always be something to drag me down. This is when I get completely terrified of my life. I forget that my life has gotten better, but for some reason… it feels much much worse. It is as if all the times I have kept it all together (emotionally/physically/mentally/whatnot), suddenly and simultaneously crashed down on me.  During those times, for some reason or another, it is as if that particular moment is the most absolute worst moment in history of my life. I (being me, of course) wish to trade for a moment when I was “happy”. I forget that I felt the exact same way. Maybe to a different degree, but always the same.

There is always SOMETHING to bring you down. But also always SOMETHING to bring you back up. Sometimes, for whatever reason, the things that would usually bring you right back up lose potency, probably from how powerful that DOWN thingy is on you.

That’s depression for you. It plays tricks on you. It tells you you will never be happy. Life will always be hard. Everything is going downhill. Everyone gets the “tricks” to making it in life, except for you. And worst of all… Happiness isn’t real. That up thing is clouded by every moment you felt crappy. And boy, those crappy feelings do damage those special moments that really make all that hard stuff worth it. Kind of a weird cycle.

To be quite frank, I have gotten so tired of that way of thinking that I simply say to myself, “whatya gonna do. That’s depression for you”. I force myself to enjoy the dumb stuff, even if I don’t want to. Eventually, all those downs don’t quite control my life like they usually would.
The weirdest thing is, when I do let myself laugh and dream and love and want and hate and cry (even if it doesn’t seem like the smartest thing to do at the time) I actually feel quite normal.

And normal… it’s pretty nice.