When Life Hands you Lemons

Don’t take them for granted, guys.

Stop for a second and think about where you live. Where you’re sitting as you read this. I can guarantee you it’s not out in a forest somewhere. Or maybe you’re on your phone while you’re hiking and I’m that special.

Either way, consider the size of where you’re sitting and what used to be there. Trees, grass, dirt… insects, small furry animals. Sad, right?

Now think about the roads surrounding you, circling all around the city. In terms of square mileage, I think it’s pretty safe to say that roads take up even more space than buildings do. At least buildings can go up.

But holy cow, dude. Roads take up so much space. Imagine a road going through a forest. Now imagine all the trees that were cleared to make that road, and all the machinery required to make that road.

They say every tree is an ecosystem. How many ecosystems were destroyed just so we could drive our cars absentmindedly to where we are going?

I’m not saying you should stop driving. But at least the next time you go out, think of all the squirrel corpses and broken birds’ eggs you’re driving over.

April blessings come dancing
exuberantly, falling, grounded.

Heavenly incense jests kids,
loosing mildly noxious odors;
powdered.

Quiet rapport spreads through
underground vestibules: wary,
xenophobic, yet zealous.

It’s the beginning. It’s the resentment; the feeling that my time here is not worthwhile; the worthlessness I feel when I enter the classroom. I don’t need to be here. I don’t want to be here.

What am I even doing here?

Wasting my time, that is. I could be doing something productive. I probably wouldn’t be, but I could be.

The entire test schedule is already on the syllabus. I could just come back on those days. But ultimately I’ll be back for every class. Just because I feel bad for skipping.

I’ve never felt this way about a music class before.

This is my life.

edit: I was wrong. There’s no test schedule. great.

it’s been a real long time since I’ve written a post, and the last one was pretty… sudden. yeah.

Last quarter was a real pain, and I spent nearly the entirety of it learning that the way I’ve been writing for my entire life is completely unacceptable in the adult world.

Really.

It’s disheartening, really. People will never read the emails I send, anyway. Why bother learning formatting and stuff? There’s a higher chance of people reading my stuff if I make it entertaining, isn’t there?

Whatever.

I wanted to touch on a subject that’s bothered me for a while. It’s something that has affected my friends and peers for a long time. Sorry, but this post is going to be just a spray of thoughts without any organization.

CHEATING:

I know a few people who cheat. They cheat in school, on tests, quizzes, homework, whatever. In fact, the cheating snowballs to the point where at the end of the course, they have no idea what they were supposed to learn and have to cheat to get through the exam.

What bothers me most about this is that I get shafted for being honest. There is someone out there who got somewhere he didn’t deserve, and I’m here because I refused to take advantage of the fact that my teacher was too oblivious to notice if I cheated.

What happens to the cheater? He’ll end up at a better school than I. He’ll struggle. He’ll cheat. He’ll graduate college with high standings, then find a job and not know whatever the heck he’s doing.

He’ll take the practice he’s used on cheating and step all over people on his way to the top. He’ll probably end up cheating on his spouse.

Of course, I’m exaggerating somewhat. But cheating is so easy; it’s hard not to fall into that temptation and repeating the cycle. Still. Cheaters. Irksome.

March post get.

Honestly, I’m still in shock.

I sat up there in my tower, seeing these things happen around me.

“Wow. That guy got in an accident, a different guy passed away. One person critically wounded. That all sucks, but I’m just glad none of that will happen to anybody I know.”

Boy, was I wrong.

If you haven’t heard already, a very good friend to our church, Josh Choi, is currently in the hospital, ailed with something the doctors cannot diagnose without running a few tests. As amazing as modern science is, the test results come back on Tuesday (tomorrow), which leaves Josh, the doctors and the congregation helpless as we wait for the Medical technicians to complete their testing.

Who would have thought a perfectly healthy young man, with a bright future ahead of him, would suddenly become ill? THIS ill?

Either way, folks, I ask you to pray with me for the healing of our brother in Christ. Don’t forget. Never forget.

God will never pass up an opportunity to rock your foundation.