Death is never an easy thing to deal with it. It’s always hard, no matter what. Which is what I learned yesterday, when Jack, my clarinet teacher, died.
I have gone through a lot of death in my life. Family, friends, teachers. My own dad died when I was twelve. And I know the whole deal. The sadness. The crying. The yelling at God. And I thought it wouldn’t be this hard. I thought I would be good at this right now. I mean, I didn’t know Jack that well. I knew he was great at what he did. He really could’ve been something. But I never had a real discussion with him. The closest thing to a conversation I ever had with him was if he asked me how my day was and I would say “okay.” But when I heard what had happened, it was like a bomb that just exploded.
I think the saddest thing of all was how much he didn’t deserve to die. He was young, healthy, smart. Yet all it took was one car accident. His death was instantaneous. And the only thing I could really think of was how shocking it was. No one expected it. No one was prepared. But I guess you can’t really prepare for Death.
The only thing you can do when someone dies is celebrate his/her life. Remember the good times. Remember the time when he had on this planet, and not the time when he wasn’t.
Death can easily destroy your outlook on life. Your beliefs, your mortality. And I think the most important thing is to not let Death itself get to you. Don’t let it kill your mind, your soul. Focus on the living, but pray for the family and friends that were close to the deceased.
So Jack, I really hope you’re up in Heaven. And that you’re playing the clarinet.
We miss you.
Today right after school got out, a huge storm hit us. We were bombarded with rain, some of the most I’ve ever seen in my life. There were tornados near my area, though thankfully we did not get hit. And then, a few hours later, this happened.
Kind of makes you realize even how dangerous and chaotic things can get, there’s always a calm after the storm.
Here lies my hope for humanity. You died today. You got so tired. You were so done. With all the people. The people just brought you down to your knees. They kicked and hit you until you crumbled. They laughed at your misery. They didn’t care about you. And then you just gave up. You were done. They had broke you. You saw so much pain and sadness that they brought. And you couldn’t bear it. Couldn’t bear to see the pain these people caused, not to just you, but to others like you. The people who also hung on to their hope. But they were also bombarded of that pain brought on those scum and trash out there. And the worst of all of that was you realized that those scum happened to also be some of your friends. And they hit you the hardest. I’m so sorry that that happened to you. Rest in peace.
It was hard when I realized you were gone. But I have now accepted the fact and have moved on. Because I now know the world is full of horrible people. I tried thinking that people had some good inside of them. And I hung on to that has hard as I could. But I couldn’t hang on any longer. But you know what, that’s fine. I know the world is full of trash, and that’s okay. Why, you might ask. Well, it’s because of this quote from author A.S. King. And it says this.
The world is full of $&@#^*. What are you going to do to make sure you don’t turn into one of them.
And so far, it has helped.
So, what are you doing to make sure you are not one.
Well apparently a 14 year old girl thought so. That’s why she said on Twitter to American Airlines that she was apart of Al Qaida and on June 1st she would do something really big. And American Airlines wasn’t really happy about that tweet. To find out more, watch this video about how this girl made me lose all hope in humanity.
Also I got this comment, and Melissa, thanks for calling me “smart and cute.” I’m not sure if you’re hitting on me or not, but whatever it is, you is cool.
(And also you forgot to put an apostrophe in you’re, but it’s okay. We won’t judge you)
I tried running away from my poems,
but my problems are Olympic runners
and I am a 10-year-old obese kid with asthma.
Watch this video where I meet YouTube star Pewdiepie at Vidcon and try to not fangirl all over the place. CLICK HERE!
As I’m writing this, it’s 5:00 AM, I’m on a van that has maximum occupancy plus carry-ons, and going to a state which I’ve never been to. Yep, a good ol’ fashioned road trip. I haven’t been on a road trip in a long time, and never with so many people. It’s really crowded. I’m surprised people are actually sleeping. I can’t, unless I want it to be stiff when I wake up.
One thing about about this road trip so far is it’s really quiet. We talked a little when we were beginning our travel (At 3:00 AM) but now it’s just quiet. People are either on their phones or sleeping. So it’s kind of… strange.
Another thing is it’s really dark. We’re in the middle of nowhere (As I was writing this I lost service for a few seconds) so there are no street lights that I’m usually accustomed to. Which stinks, because I like watching out the window during these kind of long road trips. It’s so much more nicer than in the city.
Why we’re doing this whole road trip thing is because we’re going to a pretty cool Christian camp. It’s supposed to be fun. It’s out in the mountains where nature is and fun stuff like that, and has cool stuff like Paintball. I get to shoot people. With paint. At a Christian Summer camp.
This is going to be cool.
The one bad thing about it is we’re our phones are being taken up when we arrive, so no electronics. To me I’m not mad that I won’t be able to get on the internet or play games, but I’m mad because I won’t be able to take pictures. We’re going to a really beautiful place, and I wanted to take some artsy pictures to post on my Instagram.
Well, time to try and sleep. I need at least a few hours for the day. This post was kind of sloppy format wise, but give me credit, the sun’s already coming up and I’ve gotten no sleep.