Day 3: Your First Love

It has been exactly one month since the last time I updated; also since the last time I had TIME to update. School has come and gone, as have many family, swing dancing, and other obligations and AWESOME times. I will write up some of those times soon, I hope, in an effort to remember them and actually blog for once. But now that I have time, I’m picking up my “30” Day Challenge again! So here is Day “3”. After this, I will be doing one a day and intend to hold myself accountable to that. I will also post about other things that interest me; I already have some posts in mind and started.

Yayyyy summer time!!

Day 3: Your First Love

My first love! Well. If we’re being serious, I haven’t had a “first love” yet, not the real kind. But since that’s a short and somewhat boring post, I’ll provide some first loves here that apply in slightly different ways than the question might actually be about…

First love 1: CHEESE


I love cheese. If you know me, you’ve probably heard me expound upon the subject. It is the food that I enjoy more than almost any other, it makes most dishes so much better, and I found out when I fasted it for Lent a few years ago that it comprises or is a part of probably about 70% of my diet.

I also feel comfortable calling it my “first love” because my mother has said that when I first started eating solid foods as a wee little girlie, cheese was the only thing I wanted to eat.

mmm. cheese.

During my pre-puberty pudge time, I recall my doctor asking me what my favorite things to eat were, to which I responded: “Cheese.” He mentioned that I could probably just eat a little less cheese, and it would be a positive thing for my health. I took his comments into consideration, probably did nothing about it; and then grew about a foot in a year or so, which helped my pudgy problem a lot. Thanks, genetics!

I will leave this section, and you, with this terrifying image of something called a “cheese bra” that the internet gave me (you have been warned). Oh internet, you so crazy.

First love 2: Kevin Max, ne Smith

Kevin, Toby, and Michael. awww yeah.

Some people grew up with the Beatles; I grew up with DC Talk. They were ’90s, they were Christian, and they were awesome. They were the first band I was aware of and cared anything about, I saw them several times in concert, and we got to actually MEET them when they came to the Virginia Theatre in Champaign!! Totally made my decade.

Meeting Michael Tate!! The night we got to meet all of them. (I'm the smallest person.) Toby was a sweetheart. (Sorry this is so tiny, I accidentally scanned it at tiny resolution, oops.)

Anyway. Kevin Smith was, in my humble and very young opinion, the cutest one. I decided that I should have a crush on him*. So I did! I used to imagine we’d get married, and I’d travel with them on tour, but for some reason that never panned out. Might have something to do with the fact that he’s quite a bit older than me, and I was about 8 at the time.

It must have been the feathered hair.

I still think he has an awesome voice!

Apparently this is what he looks like now.

First love 3: Luke Skywalker

In terms of characters I liked, ol’ Luke here was the first one I thought was adorable.

I've since developed the "Paul McCartney" theory, which involves young girls liking the boy who is most friend like, and least threatening. As a little girl, I never got why older girls like Han, he was just annoying and brutish.

Not even really a crush, and certainly not true love, but I liked him best out of Star Wars when I first saw it as a little one, and he led the way for many future character “likes”. Something I hope I’ve moved beyond, since longing after characters is just as annoying as longing for actors or whoever you’re never even going to meet.

First love: First Love?

Getting back to the “real life” or “real love” category; since I’ve been all grown up there really haven’t been many boys who I liked for real (I have high standards, whatcanIsay); there especially haven’t been many who I liked and who have liked me too (the long-desired ideal, right?). That’s probably most of why I’m still quite single… but, hey; here’s to the future!

*Most of my crushes, I have to say, were just as much because I thought that was what you did as a girl, as because I actually felt feelings. I think TV, and me letting it influence me, is the biggest blame for this, as I was more apt to think the other little girls around me were talking nonsense than follow along with their life plans.


Day 2: Meaning Behind Your Blog Name

Confession: There is none. I just needed a title, so I wrote in the first words I thought of, and that’s what came out! I also thought it was a little funny.

In order to make this post BETTER and MORE EXCITING, I am going to retroactively give it some meaning, so I can tie in a video. (Self-reflective note: assigning something meaning after the fact is something I have done a lot of in my career as an art student.)

My blog is called: “Hello, I am speaking” This is a slightly ironic allusion to the fact that this blog is my personal log, my public diary. It’s stating that I’m speaking, and I want you to listen to me. In essence, it’s saying…. I HAVE A VOICE.

The King’s Speech is my favorite movie that I’ve seen in a long time. I love it. I could watch it many and many times…

That trailer is great, but I actually prefer this one, for getting the real feel of the film:


Day 1: Introduce, recent picture of yourself, 15 “interesting” facts


Hello! My name is Hannah. If we were meeting in person, you might notice that I’m wearing glasses, or that I’m quite tall, or that I like to smile.

me at last week's swing dance in the Union. yes, I was posing.

  1. My right ear is slightly higher on my head than my left ear. This means that glasses are normally crooked on my face if they haven’t been adjusted.
  2. I first read The Hobbit when I was 11 years old, and I read it in two days.
  3. I was homeschooled all the way through until I started college, and I loved it!
  4. I am a PK, but kind of an undercover one.
  5. I once seriously considered doing Engineering in college.
  6. I secretly want to drive a racecar, just so I can drive REALLY REALLY FAST (legally).
  7. I love to swing dance! Lindy Hop, Balboa, a little blues every now and again, and yes, even Charleston when forced.
  8. I used to twirl baton! For about two years.
  9. I have taken Russian 101 for two weeks in two separate semesters, but had to drop it both times. I still want to learn to speak Russian (and Norwegian, and Hebrew, and Arabic, and French…) I remember how to say “My name is Hannah”, “very good”, “what is it?” and that’s about it.
  10. My name+middle name is Hannah Grace. Hannah means Grace of God (or just Grace), so I’m technically Grace Grace. Grace means “undeserved mercy”, and I love that that’s my name. God’s grace is one of the most important parts of life! And oh so sweet.
  11. I think Wuthering Heights is a terrible book, especially in the characterization.
  12. I’m the youngest of 4 siblings, and 11 cousins. Both of my parents are also the youngest in their families.
  13. I have read all five Three Musketeer books.
  14. My name (Hana) means flower in Japanese, it’s a PALINDROME, it’s Hebrew, there’s a beautiful bible story about a strong and intense Hannah, and there are some cool songs written about Hannahs.
  15. I’m an Aunt of two adorable little fellas!


update: lol I just realized I spelled “challenge” wrong in the tags. I’m leaving it.

30 Day Challenge

So there’s this 30 Day Challenge going around, I saw it first on Kari’s blog, and Adam is doing it as well. It looks fun! And now that I’m fasting Facebook (mostly) for Lent, I have some spare time around the ol’ interwebs.

I will do my best to stick to this for a month, in the hopes that it is fun for you and fun for me, and that I get in the habit of blogging. I don’t know when I’m gonna start it, though… not necessarily tomorrow, or even this coming week. Just know that IT’S COMING, AT SOME POINT.

The challenge is:
Day 1: Introduce, recent picture of yourself, 15 interesting facts
Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name
Day 3: Your first love
Day 4: Your parents
Day 5: A song to match your mood
Day 6: A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 7: Favorite movies
Day 8: A place you’ve traveled to
Day 9: A favorite picture of your best friend
Day 10: Something you’re afraid of
Day 11: Favorite tv shows
Day 12: Something you don’t leave the house without
Day 13: Goals
Day 14: A picture of you last year – how have you changed?
Day 15: Bible verse
Day 16: Dream house
Day 17: Something you’re looking forward to
Day 18: Favorite Place to Eat
Day 19: Something you miss
Day 20: Nicknames
Day 21: Favorite Picture of yourself ALL TIME Why?
Day 22: What’s in your purse?
Day 23: Favorite Books
Day 24: Something you’ve learned
Day 25: Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs
Day 26: Your Dream Wedding
Day 27: Original photo of the city you live in
Day 28: Something that stresses you out
Day 29: 3 Wishes
Day 30: A picture of yourself this day and 5 good things that happened since you started the challenge

first post!!11!!1!

So, I just recently remembered that I once had a blog, otherwise known as I once tried to start a blog that wasn’t LiveJournal. [For the record: my livejournal is also pretty dead, and I never remember to check it, and LiveJournal is basically quaint now. I don’t think I want to share with the world some of my teenage posts over there, anyway.] But that didn’t work out so well, as you can see from the fact that the last post on my Blogger blog was made well over 5 years ago. What can we glean from this? Well, a few things:

1. Hannah is way cool, and was into blogs a very long time ago (before they were even cool); waaaay back when she was 18, to be precise (woah. I am old).
2. Hannah must have started something BIG right around then (I did, and it’s called college), which prevented her from blogging.
3. Hannah is very bad about updating her blog.

All of these things are true (tee hee), and I can only hope that this current desire to actually blog, along with Kari and Adam’s encouragement, and the fact that I do actually have things I want to talk about sometimes, will help me ACTUALLY blog for the first time in my life. hmm. We’ll see…