Monday, February 28, 2011

Fishies fishies fishies...names?

Someone want to name my fish?They're in that little box you probably click on to feed them because its fun to do. They're so cute and fun to play with while you hang out on my blog wishing I wouldn't be lazy and would actually post. So comment on this and leave me name suggestions for them? or message me on facebook or something. THEY'RE DESPERATE FOR NAMES.

Green Fish ~
Yellow Fish ~
White Fish ~
Orange Fish ~
Red Fish ~


THEY NEED NAMES GUYS. THEY'VE BEEN HERE FOR ALMOST A YEAR WITHOUT NAMES. WHO DOES THAT TO THEIR LOYAL RAINBOW FISHIES?

love love love the pathetic fishkeeper,
Hanhan

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

courage young ones.

Courage is:

Loving, even though its scary
Letting go
Forgiving someone
Being Happy
Standing up for yourself or your friends
Doing something new
Sticking to your beleifs

everyone's got one these days.

So after much thinking and listening, crying, wondering, talking, pondering, this is what I've learned, the conclusion I've come to.

Everyone has a story, everyone has reasons for the way they act (although, to be fair, no reason is a good one to act nasty). Everyone has problems, either worse than anything you might be able to fathom, not that bad, but still bad to them, or they're suffering is equal to yours. Everyone is dealing with something, whether it be stress, love, hate, hard times, whatever. Everyone is fighting their own demons, and falling in and out of happiness.

Whenever you think you're alone, someone out there feels the same way. The guy who just walked past you in the supermarket may be buying pickles for his pregnant wife, worrying about how he's going to support his growing family. The sad looking girl who was working the checkout may be going home to an empty place, with no one to talk to  and nothing to do. The stupidly happy looking group of teenagers may not actually be high like you're thinking, but may have just decided to make cupcakes instead of taking drugs.

You see people all the time, and you don't even know anything about them. What makes them tick, what fuels their emotions, what they go home to, what makes them cry or laugh all night long. How can you simply be content to go through life without knowing their stories? Curiosity is often discouraged, but ask questions. No one is really friendly anymore. Do you know what a smile could do for someone?

Also, think about what you say, and where you say things and how. Some things that might be hilarious to you are not funny at all, are in fact serious matters. So even though you think your joke about eating disorders/cutting/developmentally disabled people/etc... is funny, think again.

Just try to see, to learn, to listen. See the difference you could make.

Love from hanhan <3

dancing in the rain.

You can't just think, hey, as soon as this blows over, I'll be happy. As soon as they stop doing that, we'll be perfect together. As soon as I get this job, move, understand math, go out, next week, next month, next year, I'll be happy. You can't just wait for the clouds to go away for life to continue. Ever heard of dancing in the rain? Its cold and wet and exhilarating.

I hate when people say that as soon as "this" is different, everything will be magically different and they'll be content. Thats false. As soon as "this" changes, there's going to be something else that you wish you could skip or fix. Truth is, the bad stuff? The boring stuff? Thats what makes you truly appreciate the good stuff. It prepares you for the things you really want. Some things, to put it simply and bluntly, really suck. Others are the things people dream about. But its all life and it can all be amazing if you make it that way. Try to change YOUR point of veiw, or how YOU do things, and see how much better everything suddenly gets.

I'm not saying you're always going to be blissfully happy. I'm just saying its all life, and the sad parts are just that, parts. Blips on the radar.

Love from hanhan <3

Monday, February 21, 2011

excuses, excuses.

MY EXCUSES FOR SLACKING OFF ON THIS, MOST BELOVED BLOG :

~My brother kept being signed in and I was too lazy to sign him out and type out my ENTIRE email.
~Prom planning
~An excess of amazing books
~School wor- just kidding.
~Hanging out
~Nothing interesting to say
~Tumblr
~Hula hooping
~Saving the world
~Sleep
~Procrastinating.....
end.

I should start posting again, like my old stuff. I've kind of been hiding, because I don't want to say something I'd regret while all this crazy stuff is happening. But I've decided I don't really care too much? Cuz this is MY blog suckers. MINE. yea. I'm a little possessive. Its just that I need and outlet and I've missed this one. SO coming back to hit you straight in the face should be two-ish(? unless I get too lazy...oyvey) posts tonight. Wish me luck and much lack of laziness. 

Thursday, February 10, 2011

I hate missing people. Its probably on my list of least favorite things ever. Right up there with messing up my nails polish, not accomplishing anything, stress, and annoying people.

Clearly I am too amazing to be pouting because I miss someone :p I would NEVER do that. oh wait, I would and am. Sorry about the lack of posts guys. I've been super busy and stressed and a ton of bad things. And I've renewed my love for Hula hooping. I can do that AND read a book and text at the same time! I know, feel free to admire me for it. Also, I totally got more baskets than my brother today when we were shooing the basketball. I was excited. TIME TO GO BE PRODUCTIVE LOL JK.

Seriously, sorry the writing has been sucking.

Love from hanhan ;]

Monday, February 7, 2011

hardest thing.

The hardest thing in the world is learning to let go of the past, and of people who hurt you.

Followed closely by applying nail polish without making a mess, and licking a tootsie pop all the way to the center.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

please?

Thats not who you want to be. I want to protect you from the horrible world, the horrible type of person you're at risk for becoming. I want to save you, to shelter you.

I know exactly what you're thinking and feeling and wanting and wishing. I know this is a bold claim but I'm serious, I know EXACTLY how you're feeling. I understand. I've been there. But you don't want to go down that road. I know, boys, people like that, excitement, its all so promising right now. You have stories to tell your friends. You're pretty and special, and having people ooh and ahh over what you're going through is new and exciting.

This is wrong anyways. I hate hate hate to sound like I know everything(shocker) but you're going to get hurt, and you're going to regret all these "relationships" you were in. The guys you dated, the guys you cried over, they eventually are only a way for you to break yourself, and for people to pull you down.

Coming from me, its weird. But you have to be careful. And it scares me that so many of you are running into this and I feel like its partly my fault, and I can't stop it. Just the way you talk to me, the way you look at me or the things you say, I know. I know what you think about me. I know what you say to your friends when you think I won't find out. Please don't become that. please. Please don't make all these mistakes I made because it dangerous, and it might feel good then, but eventually, it'll bite you in the butt. it always does.

Cryptic much? please stay safe, please stay young. Please stay innocent.
love love love hanhan

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

old.

I'm sorry to say this, because I feel like a horrible person, but my parents elderly friends make me want to cry.

They're so old. We call them our adopted grandparents, and my adoptive grandma needs an arm to walk with, and she shakes because of disease and decay. They just want to be loved and appreciated by a family, to have little grandkiddies running around and talking and listening to them, and they don't. Our society has shunned the elderly and I have no idea how to deal or communicate with them at all, and not for lack of trying on both of our parts.

You see, I'm good with people, generally. But an old man trying to take care of his sick sick sick wife all by hmself, when he's sick and shuffles around, and she doesn't even remember him half the time, its too sad. I can't be happy around them and it breaks my heart. No one should have to be that alone. Its sad, and not okay. But of course no one cares.

Of course.

Things are in such a sad state. Go society. Lets change it.

Love, Hope, and CHANGE,
Hanhan

Just BE

Yes you're unique. woop dee doo. You act like a strange creature. You keep trying to say how you're not like everyone else, but you're really conforming to them. Everyone is unique, but when you push your uniqueness in my face, when you spend hours trying to look like you "don't care" or you "don't try". But just being obnoxious doesn't make you unique. Just because something bad happens to you isn't an excuse to be sad all the time. Just because people call you things doesn't mean you have to become them.

Yes, you're pretty. Yes, you look silly and clever and witty. You and the 295896583 other girls who are saying and looking and doing the same thing. You might have an amazing personality, but you've ruined it by trying to fit in. Why fit in when its obvious you were born to stand out? Honestly, teenagers these days break my heart and annoy me in equal measures. It makes me so sad to see them sacrificing everything so as to fit in with what a few people decided is the way to be.

You should STAY the way you are! You should BE yourself! and if you're unique, don't try to shove it down peoples throats. Just be. Just be you. accept it. Be HAPPY with you. You're beautiful.

Love from hanhan :]