September 21, 2013

Murmur murmur

I was discussing my general annoyance of homecoming drama with my mom and I exclaimed, "Why is it impossible to go to a high school dance without any drama involved?"

To which my mom replied, "Hannah, it's high school. High school is synonymous with drama."

The homecoming murmur is picking up volume. Suspicions. Arguments. Gossip. No one is safe.

Good grief I ought to write a drama for ABC Family based on the unnecessary conundrums everyone ends up involved in. If this is how bad a football game and social gathering can get, I wonder what prom will be like next year.

Can't wait for homecoming itself!
Hannah Renea

September 19, 2013

Then someone murmured, "homecoming?"

First there was nothing but a thought in the back of our minds.

Now that thought has been expressed aloud...but only in a small murmur amongst student body.

Are you going to homecoming? Who are you taking to homecoming?

Soon, that murmur will escalate into a roar of Texas Homecoming Mums, dresses, dates, and drama.

Last year, I was in the middle of that roar.

But this year, I don't really intend on asking anybody, and so far nobody's asked me, so I'm sitting back and enjoying the chaotic view.

Homecoming is upon us.
Hannah Renea

September 17, 2013

The Pearl

There's a common saying: the world is our oyster, we need to find the pearl. Corny as it sounds, I think I've found my pearl.

For years, I've been questioning myself: who am I? What will I do with my life? Where am I supposed to be? I've been circling around with opportunities and future careers and colleges and it just made my head spin.

But Monday night, I had a revelation: I'm going to do big things with my life. The world's pretty messed up if you think about it. Somebody's gotta fix it.

And I read something once, a protestor holding up a sign that said, I used to always say that somebody should do something to fix things, but then I realized I am somebody.

And that sign has been given meaning in my eyes. I think we are so often struck by the paralysis of enormity, that there are seven billion people in this world, what difference can one person make?

Well, I think that can't let us down.
Gandhi was one person.
Albert Einstein was one person.
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was one person.
Beethoven was one person.
Marie Curie was one person.
Mother Teresa was one person.

If you say that none of those six individuals made a difference in the world, either you know nothing about world history or you're simply not right.

I had a revelation that night: I'm going to do big things.
Hannah Renea