Happiness is…

Originally posted on littlehannahblog:
I love being happy. Everyone does, but let’s face it…. one can never stay happy all the time. Even though it’s true, there’s a key to generating your happiness when you’re feeling down. I was a very insecure and shy person. I compared myself to others, especially my appearance and personality.…

Take A Chill Pill

“I need a stress ball…” I think as my fingernails dig into my palms. The substitute teacher standing in front of the class continues to drone on about something that I really don’t care about. “The parabola shifts three units…because…the x-value,” he says, “Any questions?” The class is silent enough for you to hear a … More Take A Chill Pill

You’re an Ocean

but I can’t swim… I’m still young. I don’t know what true love feels like, but it’s something everyone seems to strive for. Is it the happiness you feel bubbling inside of you when you talk to someone you think is cute? Is it the warm feeling that spreads from your fingers to your toes … More You’re an Ocean

what am I doing?

Sometimes, I feel really lost in the whirlwind that is life. Everything around me seems to be moving so quickly. My friend just took the SAT and got a score over 2100. My teammate signed up for a R.O.P class in dentistry because she’s so sure that’s what she wants to do. I just sat … More what am I doing?


“I’m on the right track baby, I was born this way.” – Lady Gaga There’s a red rose at my school. Just one red rose, the sultry crimson among the pure colors of the heavens. There’s a Merida in my classroom. Just one girl with a personality as red as her hair, the bright crimson … More Fire

Puzzle Pieces

“Sisters by chance, friends by choice.” -Anonymous. I have a sister; I don’t necessarily like her all the time. Most of the time, she’s an annoying fly that gets all up in my personal space. Just this past week, I had finished my homework early and was about to go to bed, when I found … More Puzzle Pieces

Unconditional Love

the sun shines through the kitchen window a bead of sweat trickles down your forehead your eyes water as your swift hand works the knife on the onions you hum underneath your breath, a song of unconditional love and sacrifice your hair is slipping from its bun thank you mom the sun beats down on … More Unconditional Love