Fears and tears.

I'm pretty sure we're all afraid of something. Afraid of normal things, things other people can notice.Some of us have more hidden fears, ones that aren't quite apparent when one first looks. Ones that fuel people's decisions and plans, and stay hidden. Fears that are so deeply rooted in someone, they might even know why they do things the way they do.

I'm not really making a point today. Well, if I was, it'd be something like, if you have a fear, no matter what it is, you probably aren't the only one with that fear. You can find someone to help you through it. Because there is always a way to work through it.

Okay, short, no point. On the bright side, my room is now two lovely colors, purple and yellow, And I ran two miles and barely died at all! AND I finally say Monsters Vs. Aliens with B, which was fun. The weather is gross and hot. What do you guys think of the new Confused and Loving It's layout? Please tell me in comments :]

^^^ See that little paragraph? the one telling about my day? That might pop up a little more frequently. Hope you guys don't mind. If you don't like it, COMMENT. or tell me. Or something. You figure it out. I'd love your opinions and input. I know I say that, but, I'mma say it again babies!

Love from hanhan :]

friends.

Even when it seems like you don't mean anything to anyone, you might be changing somebody's life for the better. Even when it seems like you aren't doing anything for them, somebody is depending on you. Even if all you do is listen, you're giving them a reason to hold on, no matter how bad things are.

Yea. So. It really can mean the world to someone if you just say, "Hey, how are you?" ANd really listen. Thats all people are asking of you. Everyone just needs someone to stick by them when things get rough, and pull them out, or just try to help them through.

I'm not perfect, I'm far from it. I don't know very much, which is obvious. But I know this, I'm thankful for my friends, and I'm blessed to have them in my life <3


Love from hanhan :]

PS. I ran two whole miles and biked like 5. I'm completely shameless and seeking admiration. Now accepting pats on the back and high fives.

At the end of the day

At the end of the day
We smile.
Because it doesn't bother us.
At the end of the day
We laugh.
Because its all okay.
At the end of the day
We hide.
Because if people knew
what we actually felt
Then,
At the end of the day
The truth would come out.
And then we'd all be in trouble.

Beautiful.

Do women judge their standard of beauty by Society's views?
" How could she think this!?" You ask. "I dress for myself" you say. "The women in magazines ARE beautiful!" you may tell me. Well darlings, here are my reasons.

1. ... I know you're all super confident about your bodies and all, but seriously. Society teaches that clothes = bad. Sex = good.

2. Who do we see in magazines? Who are we taught to see as beautiful. "Perfect" women. You know the type. Skinny, large chests, tall, superstar smiles, lots of smokey makeup. Right, beautiful women and role models right there.

3. Okay so. Makeup? yea. We like it heavy on the eyes. Because thats "hot". We tell each other that. We tell ourselves that. Guess who else we hear it from? Oh right.

Alright. Three ideas. ANYWAY. We don't consider ourselves beautiful because society has taught us that we aren't. People who are irregular, big noses, large foreheads, athletic shapes, a little healthy pudge, eyes that are a different shape, an interesting skin color, all of these things are taught to be "undesirable". In reality though, if we were to think for ourselves, we might come to see these things as the most beautiful things about a person, because they make them who they are.

We're taught to ignore personality and see people for their looks alone. You see a woman with small eyes and a big nose and see her as ugly. You talk to her, and you find an intelligent mind and a sweet personality. If you get to know her, you'd find out she sings and its breathtaking. Or draws and it's beautiful. But, because of society's views of beauty, you might not ever take the time to get to know her, because she becomes less of a person because of her lack of "perfection" and you'd miss out on meeting an amazing person.

Okay. What do you think is beautiful? Leave a comment describing please :]


Love from hanhan :]

P.S. YOU are beautiful.

Angry ranty post.

So. I'd like to say something about a certain issue, and a thought of mine, which IS what I usually do, so this post isn't really any different than the usual posts. It's just a different begining than you guys usually read. Okay. Lets go for it then.

I totally thought friendship was this great and awesome thing that included loyalty and a deep abiding trust in the other person. If that person was to tell you something, you would guard it, and not tell their other friends your secret opinions of them. They tell you when they have a problem with something you said. They know your past, but don't bring it up. They're always there to talk and listen. Thats how things work...right?

I guess I was mistaken. I'm so silly, seriously. Boys can make ALL the difference. You say something to be protective, and suddenly everyone hates you and its crazy and ridiculous and you're all fighting.

So, keep the opinion to yourself and let people get hurt. Thats what they want anyway.

living by it.

As a constantly screwing up, immature, ridiculous, and strange teenager, I can't quite presume to tell anyone how to live their lives, or really even give them advice on it. I can, however (because this blog that you're reading, it's mine. so deal with it ;]), mention some things that I feel have been a good thing in my life, and, if you so choose to also adopt them then...POWER TO YOU!

Smile.
I cannot stress this enough. it's beautiful and wonderful, and it'll improve everything.

Find the humor in things.
This ones a tough one, but at the end of the day, find a way to laugh about things. Or smile.

Everything happens for a reason, and it works out for the best.
I tell myself this pretty much everyday. Sometimes I forget it, but it does make things better to remember it.

Embrace imperfection, but strive to be your best.
Nobody is perfect. There's beauty in all things imperfect, if you look hard enough. No matter how you feel about yourself, you're amazing. This is not to say there's never space for improvement. We have to all try to be our best, but don't ever hate yourself, or anyone.

If you have an enemy, good for you.
Someone is jealous enough of you to try to make you look bad.

If you have an enemy, be even nicer to everyone, including them.
I don't care how bad it sounds, but everyone ends up liking you and they end up feeling stupid.

Be somebody you can admire.
Be unafraid, be beautiful, be fabulous, be shocking, be smart, be silly, be deep, be ridiculous, be argumentative, be magnificent, be better than you thought you could be. Be someone that can be looked up to. Remember, little kids, adults, peers, they can be touched by just a little bit aof your passion and be changed forever. Be a good change.

To thine own self be true.
To quote Polonius, Scene 3, Act 1, Hamlet by Shakespeare. Seriously. Be who you are. Don't let people tell you that you have to be and act a certain way. Individuality is not being afraid to act stupid sometimes. (By the way, if you feel the inexplicable urge to do terrible things and call that being true to yourself, I'd suggest you go to therapy because you are SERIOUSLY confused.)

Anyways, thanks for listening to me talk. Don't hate me if this doesn't work for you.

iloveyouguys,

hanhan :]

The moral of the story is...

Be kind to yourself.
It makes it easier to be kind to others.
BECAUSE I decided to try an experiement today, I went shopping and was as nice as I could be.
BECAUSE I went shopping, I was in a good mood.
Because I was in a good mood, and I was smiling and happy, I had a great conversation with the lady in the line behind me, who actually paid for one of my shirts because she though I was sweet. Without me asking, or even looking at her.
BECAUSE that cheered me up, I went home smiling, and got to take the little girl I baby sit to the park.
BECAUSE I went to the park, some guy started talking to me and I may have the opportunity to make more money and baby sit his adorable kid.
BECAUSE of that I was a little more comfortable paying for my dinner when I went out with people.
BECAUSE of that, I had way more fun.
BECAUSE of all the fun I have, I met someone who could actually cut my hair in a pixie, like I wanted really badly.
BECAUSE of that, I'm a happy camper.

The end.
The moral of my day is: Be nice to others, and they'll be nice to you. Be nice to yourself, and others will be encouraged to be that nice too.