Sara+P's+Op-Ed+Article


 * "Spreading Happiness, One Snack at a Time"**
 * by Sara Jane P.**

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It’s 7:21 AM on a sleepy Wednesday morning before school. With a dash through the kitchen to grab some orange juice, I am on the couch within 11 seconds. What now rests before me is an accumulation of joy, energy, and comfort, otherwise known as a breakfast burrito. I now have 9 minutes and 49 seconds to gleefully devour my meal before I begin to panic about arriving later to school than I was initially hoping for. Breakfast: one of my favorite times of any day. I love everything about it; I love all of the different delicious options, that it’s the beginning of the day, and even how the sunshine illuminates the world and all its dew drops in a special sort of way. But really, I love what the word stands for itself: literally “breaking the fast”, and therefore, transforming me from a bitchy zombie into an actual human being.

Food affects my mood to a large extent; it does so much that it is an integral piece of my level of happiness. The more time that passes without sustenance, the more irritable, dumb, lazy and mean I become. To avoid more of my bitchy outbreaks to my mom, of which I blame my hunger, I should probably just eat all day. That’ll eliminate some of the problem, leaving the rest of my bad moods with my age to blame. But that’s a different essay. So, I have learned that with a bite to eat, I have a better chance at happiness, and the world would be full of one less zombie. I’m pretty sure that world peace would be closer to being achievable if everyone had a warm, toasted, buttered croissant in their hand.

P.S. If you see me feeling blue, do me a solid and just give me a donut. Or anything with excessive amounts of carbohydrates, really…it’ll totally work.