I DIDN'T DO IT!!!

Based off of my title you are probably thinking that I am about to admit to a terrible crime, but that is not the case! :) I simply wanted to grab your attention and tell you about something I have learned this past semester. So, I did not do it, well, I did, but then it didn't turn out and then He did.... Sort of long story, but I will shorten it by a few months! Basically at the beginning of this year there were some really exciting opportunities coming up and I had prayed about them and I thought that they were for me. I however did not end up in these things that I was so excited about. I was disappointed, but I knew that God always has a plan, and even though I was not necessarily happy with what He had decided I also knew that He had never let me down before and that no matter what happens everything has worked out. Well, I still am not really sure why those doors closed, but God brought along some amazing opportunities. This fall I am going to be at a school that I had only dreamed of getting to teach at and certainly never thought that these dreams would  come to anything. They were just that, dreams, and yet God brought this opportunity to me and laid it in my lap. I did not have to do a thing!

 Now back to the "I didn't do it" part. The doors that closed for me were things that I had been trying to do out of my own merit. Things that I worked for and I thought I could achieve on my own failed (miserably...) yet the things that I have really been blessed with this past semester are the things that God brought to me. The things that I had nothing to do with. I am amazed that after everything that I mess up on He still blesses me with such amazing opportunities, and yet I still complain when I find out I have some summer courses to take :P :) There are so many things I try to do on my own merit, but what I especially needed to see again is that it doesn't matter what I do it matters what He did for me. 

Thank you to those of you who read my mutterings! I really appreciate it! :) 

253 days

So so so sorry that I haven't written in ages!!!! Being a college kid means being incredibly busy! Still I need to make more time to write! It is amazing what a few short months can change! I have 253 days till graduation!!! I am completely amazed at this! I was fresh out of high school such a short time ago and now I almost have my degree! I still remember sitting in my first college class rather terrified, and now I am sure to walk into class and say 'meh, I've got this.' I am amazed not only at how much has happened but how much I have grown (and not in height I am still only 5"7..). I used to pay that teachers wouldn't call on me! This wasn't because I didn't know the answers, buy rather because I was so incredibly shy. I have always been outgoing in small settings, but being in as large classroom where what you assay and do determines your grade I was not so find if at first. I could go on and on and on with everything that had changed in me since becoming a college student, but I will save that for my autobiography ;) I must say though that another thing that really amazes me is the number of people who follow me on here! I do not have a whole lot of time to blog and usually my posts are some random thought, but thank you to everything so has been reading! I greatly appreciate it and it gives me a good reason to keep writing.
I could not help but end this post with a humorous story! So here you go! :)
My for great old sister was in the car with me the other day when she asks me if it is true that 'girl mantises east boy mantises.I had to tell her that sadly it is true. She then says 'mantis, from kung fu panda says that he wants to settle down, like with a group, but H Hannah, I just don't think that that is a good idea at all!!!, she was so incredibly ernest that I felt bad laughing, but her concern for mantis was very touching. Probably a story told best in person, but humorous none the less!
Have a blessed April, though hopefully I will write again before. Then!

Unedited,
Hannah :)

It's The Most Dreaded Time of the Year!!

Yes, right now is one of the most dreaded times of the year. The scurrying around, different materials you have to buy to finish those last minute projects, so many things to think about and get done!!!! Finals, the most dreaded time of the year! (and you thought I was talking about Christmas! ;) PSYCH!) :D I was humming Christmas songs and thinking of finals at the same time, and of course it was not the best thing ever, but I came up with some things that made me laugh :)

It's the most dreaded time of the year!
There are tests to be taken
Loads of caffeine to be makin
and no sleep around!
It's the most dreaded time of the year!
There'll be late nights with no sleep
and long lectures that go deep
Anyway... I could keep going on that one, but it depresses me, though it also amuses me... :P :)

Dashing through the halls
You are late for class
You were up all night
Studying for that test
You forgot your notes
and your breakfast too
You'd much rather to go bed than fill in bubbles now!
Oh! Finals week, Finals week, it is almost done!
Oh what fun you will have when it is all done! Hey!
Finals week, finals week, finals stay away!
Oh how I can't wait to say goodbye to papers and test!
This is one of my faves... :)

My version of the Hallelujah Chorus will be posted soon after finals are over :D

As finals are coming and going I wish you all good luck!
And thank you to everyone who has been reading my blog! Over a thousand views now and in ten different countries! You guys are the best! Please leave me comments or questions, or suggest different posts if you want to see my opinion on something :)

The day the earth stood still

This post might look like a million other American's posts, but I do not think anyone will mind...

 Eleven years ago today at 6:46 in the morning the twin towers were hit by terrorists. I was eight years old. I did not know what the twin towers were, yet alone what terrorists were or why they would do anything like this to my country. I remember so vividly awaking with a start and knowing that something was different. I saw video after video, the smoke, the shock, the screams, the tears, the death. It was one of the longest days of my life, and I can remember where I have been almost every September 11 since then. Every year something specific sticks out to make me go back to that day. Today when I was getting ready for my day and for class and all that, I was watching the news for a bit and they were holding a moment of silence to remember 9/11. They rang a bell to begin the moment of silence and I would almost swear that the earth stood still again for that moment in time. In that moment that day came back to me like a rush, and I could not help but shed some tears. If that day had not happened I know that my life would most likely look different. I would still have friends around who left to defend from future attacks, I might not have gotten so involved in sending care packages to our troops, I might not have become to interested in learning about other people and cultures...so many things would most likely look different in my life, and I cannot even begin to describe how or why....

Thank you to those who risked their lives that fateful day to save others. Thank you to those who laid down their lives on that day and since then to protect and defend this country and its members. Thank You Lord for this country!



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19 years old? or 19 years young?

19 years old, or 19 years young? It is a question that I had not really thought to much about before. I am nineteen years old. I have had nineteen years to gather, and store information and experiences, but then on the flip side of that I have only had nineteen years to collect information. I found out today that I am the youngest person in my program at UNM. There is one girl who is twenty and she is the closest to my age. I am anywhere from a year to twenty years younger than my peers. On average I am probably about four years younger than those in the same program. This is exciting in that I am the youngest, no one else my age is where I am! but again there is that flip side. I am the only one my age in this program so I am going through it with less life experience than my peers and when people know how old I am they do a double take. Usually people do place me at being four years older than I am, but this week for the first time in eons I was asked if I am in high school. This may seem like an exaggeration, and yes, the word eons is, but I have rarely been asked about my age because people have always assumed that I am much older than I am. As if that made any sense... Anyway, I was asked by the teachers at the school I am teaching at if I am a high school student. They seem to sense that even though I am a student teacher I am rather young. I guess when it all boils down I am very excited to be where I am today. Without God and the special people He has blessed me with there is no way I could be where I am today. I may have to prove a little bit more than some, but life is supposed to be a challenge, right?? :)

TEACHING!! :D

To all of you who read my blog I am so sorry for slacking off! I love to write, but I have sadly not been writing very much! Anyway, as usual I shall ramble on about different things and hope that you all aren't to terribly bored, though if you are you can go on FB or something and leave this so I suppose I shall continue for those of you who care to read about my life :)
UNM (University of New Mexico AKA: University Near Mom AKA (this one is from the jocks) University of Gnarly Men.. and so the list continues) started on Monday and I had seven and a half hours worth of classes and I was at UNM for about nine hours total. Made for a bit of a long day, but I was pretty excited about my classes. To those who do not know I am an elementary ed major so my field is teaching and this semester is my core curriculum so I am finally getting into all the teaching classes and programs and I get to start help teaching an actual class of fourth graders this year! :D I am soooo excited beyond belief to start in my program! To really start learning more about kids, how they learn and how to teach! And I get to put it into practice! The possibilities! Anymore teaching is considered a profession for those who might want an easy degree or those who can deal with kids and not the real world and stuff like that, but there is a LOT that goes into teaching so let me dissuade any stereotypes and all that! A teacher has to be on their feet all day, they have to keep a classroom of maybe forty children engaged, make sure they don't fight and make sure they all learn what they are supposed to. We have to make it fun, we have to make sure that the kids survival needs are being met. As for dealing with people how many of you have thought of the parents?!?! Angry parents, happy parents, confused parents... there are a lot of different types of parents and they will speak their minds to teachers... Anyway, it may not seem like much, but I am SO happy to be given the opportunity to teach! It is not granted to many. There are approximately sixty students (out of possibly hundreds) who were chosen to go through this program. Sixty of us chosen as the educators of tomorrow. Again, it may not seem like much, but God has richly blessed me ^_^ <3

Chicken Sandwich for all

Well, everyone seems to have something to say about what is going on at Chik fil a so I thought that I would get my say in as well. Many people right now are saying it is just a sandwich that your personal beliefs and how you demonstrate them at a restaurant doesn't matter. That a sandwich is just a sandwich. That waffle fries, lemonade, and chicken strips and nuggets are just food. Why do big corporations views matter anyway?? The thing is it isn't about the food or even about the corporation itself it is a movement that stresses an idea. I was at Chik fil a on Wednesday, but does that make me a "hater"? NO!!! I do not hate anyone! I am a Christian (which most of you should know by now) and I do not think that gay marriage is right in God's sight, but I also know that my sin is not right in God's eyes either. We all sin in different ways, and I am not trying to condone any sin of any sort!!!! The point I am trying to make is simply I do wrong and you do wrong, and I am not going to say that it is okay, or reason out that somehow it is alright, but what I am trying to say is that people are ready for a change in America. I believe that God has got big plans for this country. Supporting Chik fil a was not reasoned in my mind as a way to say that I am holier than though or that I hate others for their lifestyles and beliefs, it was however a way for me to show support for a community that is standing up for what the Bible says is true. This may seem like the same thing perhaps, but it is not! There is a big difference between support and protest! :) Way to often I see people back down (and sadly I have as well) for what they believe in their hearts to be true. They know, but they are to afraid to stand up.
I saw a story just a little bit ago on a news program that showed a man who went through the Chik fil a drive through and got a free water (he said so that he could take away at least a little bit of the money chik fil a was making). He then proceeded to harass the woman who was at the window about how she shouldn't be able to live with herself because the company she works for is so hateful and is not accepting or anything. She said in so many words that they serve anyone and they do not show discrimination against anyone, and she told him to have a nice day, but he continued to badger her. Now I realize that I am biased, but is it just me that perceives that that man had more hateful intentions than the lady at the window had?? He spent time, energy, and gas money to tell someone that they are wrong, that they shouldn't be able to live with themselves. He tried to bring her low and make her feel terrible about herself, and yet she is the hateful one??? Maybe I am missing something, but this is the way I see it.
As far as I know no one in charge at any Chik fil a has said anything hateful against gay's or any other people, but they are facing a protest? Again, this is a movement. Not for chicken, but for God. People are sick of having to constantly see and deal with ungodliness. Men who suppress the truth in unrighteousness. Constantly being barraged by sin, and if buying a sandwich supports a place that is willing to uphold its Biblical belief's then I am having a chicken sandwich.
My prayer in this is that God will bless Chik fil a. That He will use them to bring people to God. That no one would get hurt in the protests that are to ensue, and that maybe some peace can be found in the midst of this.  I also pray that God would bring this nation back to Him, so that when I say the pledge of allegiance I can truly say "One Nation Under God, Indivisible with Liberty and Justice for All." By the way notice the FOR ALL part!! Not just Christians, chicken sandwiches for all....
I hope I made my points clear, but if you have any questions or comments please feel free to leave them.