tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43396935292212873122024-03-05T11:37:09.075-08:00hannah christine.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-92081916976409173772009-01-09T10:41:00.000-08:002009-01-09T10:46:50.539-08:00ramblin' (wo)mani went to ruston monday - thursday. i miss that place...and those people. but it's nice to be home, too. i missed that husband of mine.<br /><br />my computer is a piece of garbage and it may randomly turn off in the middle of my writing this...so i'm not going to write much.<br /><br />school starts back up on monday. a month off didn't seem long enough. i'm only taking 3 classes this semester, though technically i'm signed up for 4. i have to have 12 hours to keep TOPS and my federal grant. but my 4th class is geology...and that does not sound that exciting to me. it was the only thing available to sign up for though.<br /><br />we got a nintendo wii. can't find mario kart for wii anywhere. pretty annoying.<br /><br />we have a dog now...jake...again. pretty annoying.<br /><br />okay...sometimes the dog isn't so bad. but he's just so big and slobber-ful. i don't enjoy slobber or spit of any kind. i don't know if anyone really does, but it really bothers me.<br /><br />heard a song by citizen cope last night. really good. i need to find some new music. please leave suggestions if you have any.<br /><br />okay. that's all i really have. this blog is kind of pointless. mostly for me to ramble when i need to.<br /><br />to anyone that reads (and i also my friend and not a random internet creeper) --- i love love you.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-45431166268910154262008-10-27T22:13:00.000-07:002008-10-27T22:16:16.905-07:00Pink for Octoberwww.komen.org<br /><br />To save lives and end breast cancer forever by empowering people, ensuring quality care for all and energizing science to find cures.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-33040411590661470692008-10-14T09:57:00.001-07:002008-10-14T10:10:04.954-07:00honorable mention.i have a follower on my blog now!! thanks sarah. i miss you, roomie.<br /><br />so...this past weekend i decided to enter 3 of my photographs into a local art weekend thing. i hate expecting amazing art and then coming to realize that people will make all kinds of crap just to sell it. and not that i think i'm the most amazing photographer ever...i mean, i think i'm pretty good, but that's probably a good thing if this is what i'm doing with my life. and i did receive honorable mention on one of my photographs....which would be a lot more exciting if the photographs that placed ahead of me weren't of dragonflies. seriously...2nd and 3rd place....up close pictures of dragonflies. that's all if have to say about that.<br /><br />i'm supposed to be in my nutrition class right now. tell me if you would be motivated to go to a class where the professor just reads off of powerpoint slides for an hour and a half. and the slides are all posted online. and attendance is just for bonus points. again...that's all i have to say about that.<br /><br />i am going up to the school around 2 to work on some color prints. it is kind of a frustrating process...but i do love it. i'm having a lot of fun. it's the only class i have this semester that i actually enjoy. at least there's one. none of the work is digital so if i ever get a scanner i will post them on my site. speaking of which, my dearest brother-in-law is about to begin building me my very own newly designed amazing website. i can't wait.<br /><br />jonathan and i want to go on vacation during my christmas break. we haven't decided where we will go but any vacation sounds awesome. <br /><br />this was a completely useless blog. sorry to my readers (sarah).hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-49677108140552374112008-08-22T11:37:00.000-07:002008-08-22T11:48:14.701-07:00new location. new name. new (old) friends.i've moved to a new city...i LOVE it.<br />i married my best friend. life with him is amazing.<br />i'm going to a new school (starting MONDAY)...and i don't have much more than a year left.<br />i'm going to get a minor in art history. i only have to take one more class to get it.<br />i've reconnected with my old friends.<br /><br />things are good i'd say. i'm ready for school to start monday. i'm starting to get restless. jonathan's at work now so it's hard to find things to do during the day that make the time pass and keep me busy and productive. only 2 more days though.<br /><br />we're going back to ruston next weekend to see our friends! i can't wait. i miss everyone. <br /><br />i got to be the photographer for my sister's wedding. it was a lot of fun. me and dad and the bro-in-law are still in the process of discussing the possibility of starting up our own business soon. i never thought i wanted to do weddings...but i think i've changed my mind. i hope this all keeps moving forward. i don't want to get out of school with an art degree and then not have a career where i'm actually using it. i feel that'd be a waste for me. i love art. i love making art. if i can have a job where i am surrounded by art and i'm able to actively create and produce works of art then i will be happy.<br /><br />in the mean time i need to soak up as much as possible in this next year and a half i have of school. i'm taking non-silver photography and color photography 1 this semester. along with a 20th century art history class and a nutrition class (i needed one more class so i could keep my scholarship and grant and it was the only thing i could find). i think it will be a good semester. i hope i can make new friends in my classes...although it will be hard to live up to the standard set by my photo class friends in ruston. they are amazing and i miss them terribly. <br /><br />enough with the sappy stuff. i need to go find something productive to do the rest of this afternoon. i'm approaching my last weekend of vacation though so nothing TOO productive :)hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-7468557923839827702008-02-24T22:50:00.001-08:002008-02-24T22:54:26.012-08:00life in general at this point.so i'm getting married in about three months. time has flown by. i can't believe it's coming up so quickly.<br /><br />i'm learning a lot about gentleness right now. it's a lot more complex than i thought it was. <br /><br />i should be sleeping right now. thoughts thoughts thoughts. they don't stop when i need them to stop.<br /><br />why does it feel like such a bad thing to want to be an artist? that's not what people want to hear when they ask what i'm going to do with my degree. i feel like it's okay to not know yet. it's okay with me at least.<br /><br />2 more days til school's out for a week. home...finally. i need a vacation from ruston every once in a while.<br /><br />i am so scattered.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-15496804875703508032008-01-29T15:10:00.000-08:002008-01-29T15:30:22.096-08:00gusts over 30 mph with a low of 29.it is just so beautiful and amazing to me what happens when you seek the Lord. He is so faithful. I would've given up on me so long ago. but He loves me. and that is also beautiful and amazing. with all of my flaws and mistakes, He loves me. just as i am. that feels good. in a world where acceptance is so important and the fear of rejection is always in our faces, it feels good to know that i am accepted just as i am no matter what...all the time. <br /><br />on another note...because i am a completely distracted and scatter-brained person<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1UJUpDbHpfq9syjjk9LVnV9olNvXemHBIhO0lv0PBDuipo45CjJKc03QAlakG1gGEyoSN-OP5tZTGIkkdtgdlqA5FaZtE3NZK0o66MZsrBOvg04bPKgqfoTEpZCzUPbyoti8huExFGq88/s1600-h/anticipation_copy.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1UJUpDbHpfq9syjjk9LVnV9olNvXemHBIhO0lv0PBDuipo45CjJKc03QAlakG1gGEyoSN-OP5tZTGIkkdtgdlqA5FaZtE3NZK0o66MZsrBOvg04bPKgqfoTEpZCzUPbyoti8huExFGq88/s200/anticipation_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161044666347404610" /></a>...the wind is blowing like crazy outside. it's such a beautiful day (FINALLY!!) but i'm afraid i might blow over if i go outside. but that breeze is amazing. i love the feeling of the wind. something so strong and evident in feeling but not in sight. that's cool. i wanted to close my eyes as i walked out of class today and just let the breeze blow me along. but i had to cross the main road across campus, and i wasn't really planning on dying today...so i kept 'em open. <br /><br />additionally....seriously, i think i need ADD medication....i have been on a cleaning spree the last two days. maybe i secretly love cleaning. or maybe i'm just procrastinating reading this extremely wordy book on photography. don't get me wrong, i love photography. but the lady that wrote this book may be more scatter-brained than me. i'm not really good at reading to retain information. i can read a whole page and not have a clue what any of it said. i'm more of an active learner. i have to highlight and underline in order to remember. but this is a library book and i don't think they like it when you write in those. should've bought my own copy, but after spending over 200 dollars on photo paper in the last 2 months, i'm not really willing to spend any more money than i have to spend. i'm supposed to be saving anyway since i will only have a job for one more month. i can't believe my ruston chapter is coming to an end. i still have four months left though...and i want to make the most of it. as much as i'm ready to leave sometimes, i really do love this town and the people that are in it. i'm taking some wise advice and living NOW...not just living for what will be happening in my future.<br /><br />i love my friends.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-50577178609522493582008-01-28T09:53:00.000-08:002008-01-28T10:12:11.092-08:00"decide to be happy."here are some photos i've been working on for a class assignment: "before and after". we were supposed to pick an issue in our life that we wanted to change..something past, present, or future. we had to document the negative aspects of the issue (before) and then document how we could change it and what the outcome would be (after). i wanted to do something personal...not just something like "wake up earlier" or "eat better". so i decided to use my photography to document something i have struggled with in the past...and that is depression. so here are my photos of life with depression...and how to change that. my theme is "decide to be happy". it's a quote from a book we had to read for class, "Letters to Cagney". it really hit home with me because it is something i have had to do over and over again. and it is one of the best decisions you can make.<br /><br />p.s. thanks corrie for being a wonderful model!!<br /><br /><br />before:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLUhyphenhyphenHVU7WW8ysnpuZlg8LKZDGfkgdIztuljxJDY_ua8UbzfWvwS5qPbrZwpRNvg2RhzKMg11ATSZ18pYoIT3l0PyiDy9D9eB-6HvG1wFwMBq46X90m2-MSFHIY-Z3p6AtNqPQho2oEKji/s1600-h/IMGP1615.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLUhyphenhyphenHVU7WW8ysnpuZlg8LKZDGfkgdIztuljxJDY_ua8UbzfWvwS5qPbrZwpRNvg2RhzKMg11ATSZ18pYoIT3l0PyiDy9D9eB-6HvG1wFwMBq46X90m2-MSFHIY-Z3p6AtNqPQho2oEKji/s400/IMGP1615.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160590757023694002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF8wb7amdN2hUcwhHWLqUGCX29zoyHOu6Gj5pbubEV8oMQ-AxbcJGvS57S2NN6khTI6V0V9WXReE7Ei4Ulo2TXCzQJIzqrhyphenhyphennQs6MqIs6Kj2-qaiYTEwlDireicUKnzYpEExchSlYLadqp/s1600-h/IMGP1603.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF8wb7amdN2hUcwhHWLqUGCX29zoyHOu6Gj5pbubEV8oMQ-AxbcJGvS57S2NN6khTI6V0V9WXReE7Ei4Ulo2TXCzQJIzqrhyphenhyphennQs6MqIs6Kj2-qaiYTEwlDireicUKnzYpEExchSlYLadqp/s400/IMGP1603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160590761318661314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcBcMG3-g5BYaeOJTbGfXeLK4akuGoONqIX3fTnTNmZD-a57c3RZqeYhBHMf0uft_zzCOFOdHwEk88W_XgcOq5qcHQ7ycMQMRMNTluWPB_oYmxj3HltBgJ5pWhb_oTstG47LsfEPbE4toW/s1600-h/IMGP1636.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcBcMG3-g5BYaeOJTbGfXeLK4akuGoONqIX3fTnTNmZD-a57c3RZqeYhBHMf0uft_zzCOFOdHwEk88W_XgcOq5qcHQ7ycMQMRMNTluWPB_oYmxj3HltBgJ5pWhb_oTstG47LsfEPbE4toW/s400/IMGP1636.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160590769908595922" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6kq77kpCv22lOCW8D1MA_McUCiWk22fHiTAln63ldVTkngVgziFHVLJCmVx25CIG8ipovdEicID1VH_R0kG4a4C27jXG0eJ77Umo5tyC_8e0OkKUC9ardum6urI7leA4x38vFO94ie3S0/s1600-h/IMGP1616.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6kq77kpCv22lOCW8D1MA_McUCiWk22fHiTAln63ldVTkngVgziFHVLJCmVx25CIG8ipovdEicID1VH_R0kG4a4C27jXG0eJ77Umo5tyC_8e0OkKUC9ardum6urI7leA4x38vFO94ie3S0/s400/IMGP1616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160590774203563234" /></a><br /><br />and after:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFGJ0tgSY3QuqY8pE6t776VACpL2O-BslqJIv9FOo_-d5CMb8ilinB8gUc0EuVacuNoeShZfwxQax2HSlgUv8QqGf_EvAq0vnvtYkDY_OizP4xUbE2_zelG6mpv9ycIGUmLiaEe4ifCHUq/s1600-h/IMGP1639.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFGJ0tgSY3QuqY8pE6t776VACpL2O-BslqJIv9FOo_-d5CMb8ilinB8gUc0EuVacuNoeShZfwxQax2HSlgUv8QqGf_EvAq0vnvtYkDY_OizP4xUbE2_zelG6mpv9ycIGUmLiaEe4ifCHUq/s400/IMGP1639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160591551592643826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8f9o5EZbVXPEH91ZAo4P4bsAGLRdh_D5xGVpoGifSSb3jg74WvntF7F0PTxMrm66Bx8cW3o_uFt9WCoPUXM-OZW2fIrdDJcQVgh6N4RogUbCgURczIPJu-1SJSeMncROTQhD-d5msN7Ki/s1600-h/IMGP1647.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8f9o5EZbVXPEH91ZAo4P4bsAGLRdh_D5xGVpoGifSSb3jg74WvntF7F0PTxMrm66Bx8cW3o_uFt9WCoPUXM-OZW2fIrdDJcQVgh6N4RogUbCgURczIPJu-1SJSeMncROTQhD-d5msN7Ki/s400/IMGP1647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160591628902055170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSZB-MgoBsvz__M44tYUFTtu3eRt5EinW3C02R1ym_x8cf-yRMEKHDYH18LLWTAfdJ5CR3iH7ollj-hioXBMLvEv75EFSKeG2pizaPZgfr78sxbxQqCEgjKMmnC68mceOR6bn-8Lrgv5w/s1600-h/IMGP1654.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSZB-MgoBsvz__M44tYUFTtu3eRt5EinW3C02R1ym_x8cf-yRMEKHDYH18LLWTAfdJ5CR3iH7ollj-hioXBMLvEv75EFSKeG2pizaPZgfr78sxbxQqCEgjKMmnC68mceOR6bn-8Lrgv5w/s400/IMGP1654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160591633197022482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNIKM6QsvpwjQPVgSoQ9Stt66qexFRbA0ymm53QjckCWNN0Kn5wjX8aeDdWjiKgpuJsSCcK79XTT3nLgqkLQSpCRPmjJsLC5xfXSNRw6nmRis6C-04TmQ3O7OkgiiAn2jumXxWifjZ8bx2/s1600-h/IMGP1670.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNIKM6QsvpwjQPVgSoQ9Stt66qexFRbA0ymm53QjckCWNN0Kn5wjX8aeDdWjiKgpuJsSCcK79XTT3nLgqkLQSpCRPmjJsLC5xfXSNRw6nmRis6C-04TmQ3O7OkgiiAn2jumXxWifjZ8bx2/s400/IMGP1670.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160591689031597346" /></a>hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-74107490461447909382008-01-09T23:51:00.000-08:002008-01-09T23:57:10.588-08:00no it ain't no way to bei'm trying to peel back the layers of myself. i have to face my insecurities and just come to grip with how i i really feel. it takes time to heal, and the more i look for quick fixes in the world the longer it will take. i am realizing that a lot of what i do is to try and cover up how i really feel somehow. i relish in the attention of others because i don't feel adequate enough. i seek what i don't need so that i can feel wanted. i KNOW that i'm wanted so why do i do this?? i have no clue. it's heartbreaking to realize. i just need to keep telling myself that i am good enough. i need to be healed and to know in my heart that i am loved...i don't need to seek "love" from this world. that will never be enough. God is the only true healer. in HIS name we are healed. nothing else will do.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-69394664371271731402008-01-08T22:36:00.000-08:002008-01-08T22:41:31.874-08:00i think i need a sunrise.i want to be a talented writer again. how do you just lose a talent? where does it go? i would like it back. i have all these things inside that i want to say, but i can't get them out. they're just stuck somewhere. if i could find the plug that holds it all in i would pull it and a huge wave would come rushing out. the pressure is built up and i can't find a release. when does this end?hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-47432344317117097812008-01-08T09:12:00.000-08:002008-01-08T09:18:12.412-08:00stuck in a rut.this is such a confusing place. i have so much going on inside of my head. i feel like if i truly start to think about things that i might explode. i don't know if i put myself here or not. i'm just confused right now. i need some direction. i need change. everyday is school and work. i need something exciting. something different or unexpected. something risky, unpredictable. i don't know. i really don't.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-40360431076763389912007-12-10T23:14:00.001-08:002007-12-10T23:23:56.601-08:00hot winterwhat to write.....<br /><br />not that anyone reads this.<br />but sometimes i am bored and i feel the need to write.<br /><br />2 weeks until christmas.<br />lots of pictures to take.<br />people always be wanting some coffee.<br />lots of wedding things to plan. i love my husband-to-be.<br />aerobic dancing?? yeah, you heard me.<br />RMI of the wrist. it really does happen, man.<br /><br />this quarter is going by fast already. only one quarter left then i'm out of ruston. i'm gonna miss this place. i learned a lot while i was here. but time here is not up yet.<br /><br />so i'm reading this book, and at the end of the chapters it has some questions. well one of them was "name a time when you truly felt alive." i found that a very difficult question to answer. i want to feel alive.<br /><br />"you have to own your days, every one of them,<br />or else the years go by and none of them belong to you."<br />-herb gardner<br /><br /><br />that's really all i have right now.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-30059316890407109862007-09-20T13:08:00.000-07:002007-09-20T13:15:43.108-07:00scanograms.this is my latest work from my digital photography class. they're scanograms...pictures made with a scanner instead of a camera. it's a lot of fun and there's a lot you can do with it. i hope you like it (if anyone is actually reading this). <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFC3N71D0obMzR2WkXJkJBjsaUlrG9VHJeXE-3N2jbmUqzh1VwcutTaLbVScaQ0FizoxwxlLG9EyEfo38yWhWU37wbgX1Je9QLPTDcmcCYOcWrYh0TjD8Q55uUcEj7lwYX3bpKvCzAhS0/s1600-h/blessyou.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFC3N71D0obMzR2WkXJkJBjsaUlrG9VHJeXE-3N2jbmUqzh1VwcutTaLbVScaQ0FizoxwxlLG9EyEfo38yWhWU37wbgX1Je9QLPTDcmcCYOcWrYh0TjD8Q55uUcEj7lwYX3bpKvCzAhS0/s400/blessyou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112382457189814642" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis56VZuKWNjzyJmf_G_-zrjx_NsmfYLcF2R6Vph8PJVl114NtfM3iLrqOJfFL3EGfv-ZkMGbmWGJDqrkPPjibetgHAoUqAXdFF7SM1jZrxCUSoHXA2OHY5en3Yzk-AwNo4V7XUrjGpE2Qe/s1600-h/forgetmeknot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis56VZuKWNjzyJmf_G_-zrjx_NsmfYLcF2R6Vph8PJVl114NtfM3iLrqOJfFL3EGfv-ZkMGbmWGJDqrkPPjibetgHAoUqAXdFF7SM1jZrxCUSoHXA2OHY5en3Yzk-AwNo4V7XUrjGpE2Qe/s400/forgetmeknot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112382465779749250" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7XHU0NiRAW4ED0ByNVtjm-kuCrWbKPuBMa0MmvJQOTIljRz6PJVTpMZ5HbtWiP0kxPgdXffILq5uY3RvgZLRSVelxZ_JwAd7rxfVXkqD7SvkNeoGdAUsMv1e13kOS4SH41B1c4Y92FJ0C/s1600-h/overwhelmed.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7XHU0NiRAW4ED0ByNVtjm-kuCrWbKPuBMa0MmvJQOTIljRz6PJVTpMZ5HbtWiP0kxPgdXffILq5uY3RvgZLRSVelxZ_JwAd7rxfVXkqD7SvkNeoGdAUsMv1e13kOS4SH41B1c4Y92FJ0C/s400/overwhelmed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112382474369683858" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfQ_I-EfBCT0OqQjIuxKStl9jGFxlL71YRzbP42fqTedU5ow4Cdw4HwCbEYydTc7rhDfspXOXKaLuN54pE4j52Sp9X5IJC8_OanOfvsfOfa4Vy1F4hOM2l40dd8Xgrx4aES3IiDTXPLQY1/s1600-h/spill.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfQ_I-EfBCT0OqQjIuxKStl9jGFxlL71YRzbP42fqTedU5ow4Cdw4HwCbEYydTc7rhDfspXOXKaLuN54pE4j52Sp9X5IJC8_OanOfvsfOfa4Vy1F4hOM2l40dd8Xgrx4aES3IiDTXPLQY1/s400/spill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112382482959618466" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjS_N3ds486EGPpvuferiuWrPOTBE6Ti3r-BBmd3tdTfzyrzsUbPP_MiJRq-Ktoh-He7GgV-m8JB1zsRm_9Xpx8_8fhZGGY2jsayZXeOlgFYsu0LwgsStHTCofbcp-qC4v0aA1R6Grp7Bz/s1600-h/sunflower.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjS_N3ds486EGPpvuferiuWrPOTBE6Ti3r-BBmd3tdTfzyrzsUbPP_MiJRq-Ktoh-He7GgV-m8JB1zsRm_9Xpx8_8fhZGGY2jsayZXeOlgFYsu0LwgsStHTCofbcp-qC4v0aA1R6Grp7Bz/s400/sunflower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112382487254585778" /></a>hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-20042612112756550542007-09-12T22:06:00.000-07:002007-09-12T22:24:59.086-07:00"welcome home" - shaun grovestake me<br />make me all You want me to be<br />that's all i'm asking<br />all i'm asking<br /><br />welcome to this heart of mine<br />i've buried under prideful vines<br />grown to hide the mess i've made<br />inside of me<br />come decorate, Lord<br />open up the creaking door<br />and walk upon the dusty floors<br />scrape away the guilty stains<br />until no sin or shame remain<br />spread your love upon the walls<br />and occupy the empty halls<br />until the man i am has faded<br />no more doors are barricaded<br /><br />come inside this heart of mine<br />it is not my own<br />make it home<br />come and take this heart and make it<br />all Your own<br />welcome home<br /><br />take a seat<br />pull up a chair<br />forgive me for the disrepair<br />and the souvenirs from floor to ceiling<br />gathered on my search for meaning<br />every closet's filled with clutter<br />messes yet to be discovered<br />i'm overwhelmed<br />i understand<br />i can't make this place all that You can<br /><br />come inside this heart of mine<br />it is not my own<br />make it home<br />come and take this heart and make it<br />all Your own<br />welcome home<br /><br />i took this space that You places in me<br />redecorated in shades of greed<br />and i made sure every door stayed locked<br />every window blocked<br />and still You knocked<br /><br />well...come inside this<br />heart of mine<br />it's not my own<br />make it home<br />come and take this heart and make it all Your own<br />welcome home...<br /><br />take me<br />make me<br />all You want me to be<br />that's all i'm asking<br />all i'm askinghannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-81575893037714085472007-09-10T21:32:00.001-07:002007-09-10T21:44:36.941-07:00back to reality.i'm back to life as a college kid once again. school is officially back in full swing. i realized today that i got spoiled rotten last year as far as classes are concerned. i really didn't have any difficult classes. the hardest thing was art history. now i'm facing a quarter jam packed full of work. i think i'm going to learn a lot, so that's a good feeling about the whole thing. i just don't know how much free time i'm actually going to have. i have a minimum of 20 hours a week at starbucks. close to 24 hours a week of class. plus homework. and i want to be able to do chi alpha services and crossroads community group. i just don't know where it's all going to fit. crazy crazy. i think i'll be okay. i just have to kick it into high gear. i'm excited about all of the challenges i'll be facing in my classes...mainly my painting class and my photography class. i'm not really very skilled at painting. i mean, i can do well enough to get by. so i really hope that i can learn a lot and improve a lot this quarter. i really have enjoyed the previous painting i have done...so i'd like to be good at it. i think my photo class is gonna be pretty hardcore. i'll hopefully be learning a lot more about the conceptual end of photography. that's something i haven't really pushed myself in, and i think it will open so many doors for me. i also hope i learn a lot more about the technical photography stuff. i just want to keep growing in my knowledge of photography and hopefully make some really great photos.<br /><br />in other news...jonathan is back! hooray! it is so wonderful. i love him so incredibly much. we got to go to six flags in dallas on saturday. it was so much fun. it was just the two of us, and we rode rollercoasters ALL day long. 10 hours. it was amazing. i am still sore and stiff, but it was worth it. i'm glad we got to do a trip like that before we got too busy. i hope that we can find time to spend together even though we're both going to be insanely busy with school and work. he starts applying and interviewing for jobs soon...real jobs. like a career. it's pretty scary...and i'm not the one looking for a job. i know he's going to do so great. i just hope he can find something close by. i don't want to be far away from him. it's too hard. not fun at all.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-86215513888756607702007-09-02T11:39:00.001-07:002007-09-02T12:01:21.765-07:00dear drew,i can't stop thinking about you today. my heart is completely overwhelmed...emotions from every end of the spectrum. i wish you were here. i miss you so much. i wish we had gotten to hang out more these last two years. i guess being in two different towns makes that pretty difficult. but i've always known i could count on you as a friend...no matter how much time or distance separated us. you have such a big heart. and you have never stopped sharing it. you can make any person smile...whether it's with humor or just the joy that radiates from you. i miss wednesday mornings at francois...and the endless movie adventures. and it makes me sad that we can't do that anymore. but i'm happy at the same time because you are so much better off than me. we sang a song in church today about being freed from chains and what it's like to live in freedom. you are experiencing that first hand! i can't even begin to imagine that, drew. i can't wait for that feeling. so while it is so sad to be here, missing you, i can have peace in knowing how amazing your life is right now. freedom beyond understanding. you waited on the Lord, drew...and now you have a new and awesome strength in Him. you are RUNNING without ever becoming weary...WALKING and not growing faint. drew...YOU'RE WALKING. that amazes me every single time i think about it. that's what makes me cry more than anything...but it's crying out of joy, not sorrow. i miss you so much, drewster. i really do. but i know that one day i will see you again. you lived a life here on earth that has been an example to so many people. i am encouraged every single day by your joy, your passion, your strength, your willingness, and your huge and loving heart. thanks for being such an amazing friend. you are extremely missed, but also extremely loved.<br /><br />Love,<br />Hannah<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIR7zistjgE62saArN0yhPEgXtcKT1Rhivks6bu1Z_cE3KbKJjzjsTqgNrnw4i4FgyEyf-pzzBiEOeclK8EvPi6PU5hiV8iRvB4M9OyF6FN69iM4BEp8AnAAG-5aJ8AzVO5eNk29J40Vvz/s1600-h/DS2_0345.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIR7zistjgE62saArN0yhPEgXtcKT1Rhivks6bu1Z_cE3KbKJjzjsTqgNrnw4i4FgyEyf-pzzBiEOeclK8EvPi6PU5hiV8iRvB4M9OyF6FN69iM4BEp8AnAAG-5aJ8AzVO5eNk29J40Vvz/s200/DS2_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105682583827481234" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjOHgGffESA5Ig_38Ry2u1sKrxtoNxwKon26Vi13ZYF7-0tU6xfyFNf9cUqFIQe7beVMOYHu2O4RovpWk37rA0tj4wX8Y0xNWkFMs_Ox9bMuq-H-qxz5WCgIR9LMyvk8OV23k3ZSsBv_Mq/s1600-h/DS2_0347.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjOHgGffESA5Ig_38Ry2u1sKrxtoNxwKon26Vi13ZYF7-0tU6xfyFNf9cUqFIQe7beVMOYHu2O4RovpWk37rA0tj4wX8Y0xNWkFMs_Ox9bMuq-H-qxz5WCgIR9LMyvk8OV23k3ZSsBv_Mq/s200/DS2_0347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105683640389436066" /></a>hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-74295107877220809362007-08-30T18:14:00.000-07:002007-08-30T18:26:38.624-07:00it sucks when you think things are okay......but they're really not.<br /><br />so many tough decisions and issues to face. i feel helpless.<br /><br />i am so naive in thinking that i can just decide things are all good. and i just step into at full speed.<br /><br />i need to learn how to proceed with caution. slow down. think first. it's okay to be positive, but don't be ignorant.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbM9Nqu90DUP_apqrKQVJmIr_WroFjC84tRgGIQxP4G6uovi2RhIrz6QgKPlAYEzsdBX3-9O36TgHtgVAm4J4OaGPCECW7dqJHWeg0zQJy_sMRk68dZShSy4AsaIpakOjBMOZb3fJ1gx2/s1600-h/IMGP0156.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbM9Nqu90DUP_apqrKQVJmIr_WroFjC84tRgGIQxP4G6uovi2RhIrz6QgKPlAYEzsdBX3-9O36TgHtgVAm4J4OaGPCECW7dqJHWeg0zQJy_sMRk68dZShSy4AsaIpakOjBMOZb3fJ1gx2/s200/IMGP0156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104669916438430338" /></a><br /><br />God is my only strength. something neat i learned today from rob bell's "velvet elvis":<br />"God is always present. We're the ones who show up."<br /><br />He is never out of reach. the earth is His and everything in it. that means I am His. i belong to God. He WANTS me to belong to Him. it's not some obligatory thing. He chooses ME...just as I am. regrets, bad decisions, mistakes and all. He is standing right next to me so that together we can face my obstacles head on.<br /><br />"Search for the Lord and for His strength, and keep on searching."<br />-1 Chronicles 16:11hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-65204321193464863142007-08-30T10:08:00.000-07:002007-08-30T10:47:29.849-07:00everyday is new.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5YQIVAbGHzM9Y4kwUzzeTTfMXCEdP9uz4EuQe_WP9twAiTbOXLC-yzE2ohrIdQWFs-yq5H8uyirSX1n3gVOGLN9_wXWVK6SAN5mXKMowPsbJXm8ktwJBj7Wmbq3lwIH0t_pDmD_c7gdxP/s1600-h/DSCF3227.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5YQIVAbGHzM9Y4kwUzzeTTfMXCEdP9uz4EuQe_WP9twAiTbOXLC-yzE2ohrIdQWFs-yq5H8uyirSX1n3gVOGLN9_wXWVK6SAN5mXKMowPsbJXm8ktwJBj7Wmbq3lwIH0t_pDmD_c7gdxP/s200/DSCF3227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104551637334065762" /></a><br />and today is a new day for me. i can truly feel the joy in my heart. things are okay. really okay.<br /><br />i'm getting ready to go for a long walk. i think it's much needed for a lot of reasons.<br />1. exercise is good for you.<br />2. it's a chance to listen to good music on the ipod.<br />3. it's not even that hot outside.<br />4. exercise=endorphines. endorphines=happy times.<br />5. i can be by myself and just think.<br />6. my gym shorts are comfortable. and cute.<br /><br />that's the end of my useless list. i'm big on list-making. usually the most useless lists. i like to schedule out my day in list form. from "meet cynthia at 3:30 pm" to "clip your fingernails". yeah...i'm pretty forgetful. so lists do keep me organized. whatever works.<br /><br />i'm ready for fall to be here. i'm ready for afternoons at the park with jonathan. reading books, talking, and napping because there isn't anything else you'd rather be doing. i'm ready to have a face to face relationship with him again...i'm sick of this phone relationship mess. long distance is a beast. but we're making it. i think we've both learned A LOT this summer. so it hasn't been all bad.<br /><br />i'm really rambling here, but that's just what i do generally. i need to get up and walk. so that is now what i am going to do.<br /><br />okay. bye.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339693529221287312.post-55924791012700027012007-08-28T22:38:00.000-07:002007-08-29T00:39:37.074-07:00growing up.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMlUujtdBGc769GS-NWxNcGA0u8v93_EEMnFC1pqe1laVtie6oirzcKd2Qkh4tDwFQbmYzHfuyyAG-heDQ4mrpM5_L2OEEPB8H2h93Womm4iTs9Z85VCLmAppYi7u9DeVRzEysPuDjsS_s/s1600-h/DSCF4820.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMlUujtdBGc769GS-NWxNcGA0u8v93_EEMnFC1pqe1laVtie6oirzcKd2Qkh4tDwFQbmYzHfuyyAG-heDQ4mrpM5_L2OEEPB8H2h93Womm4iTs9Z85VCLmAppYi7u9DeVRzEysPuDjsS_s/s200/DSCF4820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103996216458314306" /></a><br /><br />i haven't done this whole blog thing in a while. i doubt many people will actually read this. i'll post thoughts...and probably some of my photography as well. you never know. i just felt like i wanted to write and so here i am.<br /><br />sometimes i feel forced into being a grown up. i'm not ready for all of this yet. i'm not ready to deal with real life sometimes. but how can i grow up unless i run into things and just deal? at least i'm trying to learn how to deal. i hope i'm doing okay. <br /><br />on a side note....i have amazing friends. AMAZING friends. it is so so good to feel that way. it's been too long since i've had good friends here in ruston with me. but i think i've finally reached that point.<br /><br />on another side note...i found my old poem...i think the last poem i've ever written...and it just seemed to somewhat describe some of what i'm feeling now. so here we go again...<br /><br /><br />Fears oppressing<br />Heart confessing<br />Thoughts distressing<br />Stop this obsessing<br /><br />Body aching<br />Hands shaking<br />Thoughts mistaking<br />I am breaking<br /><br />Silent obscenity<br />Shattered identity<br />Haunting memory<br />Desperate for serenity<br /><br />Hopeless seeking<br />Insides shrieking<br />Everyone critiquing<br />Afraid of speaking<br /><br />Never complying<br />Spirit dying<br />Constantly crying<br />Truth is lying<br /><br /><br /><br />life is a slap in the face sometimes. but i know i can overcome these obstacles. God is good and faithful. He is my strength and i cannot forget that. <br /><br />i will not forget.hannah christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03899833742811026967noreply@blogger.com0