The Natatorium

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Tuesday, December 16, 2003

The poetry slam was tonight, and there ended up being about 20 people filter in and out over the course of about and hour and a half. There was some good reading, I can declare it a success, though of course not as successful as the last one.

As promised (threatened) I hereby declare Rachel, Kristin, Charlee, Alison, and Laura to all be poopy heads. I would call Heather a poopy head, but she doesn't have her own blog, so I'll just tell her in person. ;) So yeah. Poopy heads. The lot of you.

Sam saw me at the mall yesterday and scared the living crap out of me. I was standing in line at Old Navy with my mom (not by choice necessarily) and I hear a male voice behind me say "Hello". I said hello back without looking, expecting it to be someone from school (actually I think I've just been desensitized to saying hello, since there are *SO* many people at school to acknowledge everyday) but when I turned around I saw Sam standing there. For some reason it just really caught me off guard, and I freaked a little for a few minutes. I just really didn't expect to see him there. At the mall. I really tend to see Sam around town more than just about anyone else, except maybe Janae. It's weird. I never just see Hannah by accident, but the people who I don't hang out with much I end up running into. Maybe that's just life's way of balancing things out.

I read a poem tonight that I wrote in about 10 minutes, about AIDS in Africa. I'm sure I'll post it sometime soon, but now I have to go study Calculus for my quiz tomorrow. Yay.

Peace out.

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