Perhaps a bit selfish.....

I guess I'm a bit frustrated right now... with people. I just spent the day learning about, and helping with, organizations that help inner city kids, and feed the homeless... but we get back to the school, and all I see and hear is people unhappy with what they have. Sure... its a crappy 53% in history... thats too bad, I'm really sorry to hear that, but at least you know that when you go home, its gonna be there for you, with food on the table, and a warm bed to sleep in. I guess.... Marks really don't matter to me in the long run, because there is SO much more to life. Its like you're running down the road of life, and stub your toe on a rock... and God just pats us on the back and says... keep going... there's a hole in the person next to you's path that they're gonna fall into, this is petty compared to that... you're gonna get through it, and keep on running.
Its so hard to focus on the good stuff when you're only thinking about the crappy. Sure, its a death of a mark, but remember pealing onions and crying? guess how many people that nasty turkey is gonna feed? isn't that amazing? and don't you think that 10 years down the road when you are nicely married with kids in a good career, you are SO gonna care, and you will DEFFENETLY remember?
I dunno.. I'm sitting here eating chocolate pudding with my fingers trying to imagine a childhood filled with the horrors that some of these kids experience. And I have so much to be thankful for, and in the long run, worrying about marks just seems to be an awefully petty and selfish thing to me.

I need to go write my essay.

good eveining,
May your words inspire and bring hope to all that hear,
Laurel