Well last night….wasn’t one of my best nights. I didn’t sleep at all.  I was too busy thinking bout how life is just totally, completely, and eternaly unfair. Like you ask for one thing, and you get something completely different.

  On Sunday, June 8th, I went to the Riverside Cemetary with my Dad and my brother. We went to see my grandpa and grandma(on my dad’s side) and My dad’s little sister, Terri.  Anyway, so I just sat down and started talking to Bigpa(that’s what we called him). And telling him how much I miss him and that I know we didn’t get to spend that much time together, but the time that we did spend together…those moments were priceless. And of course, I started crying. So did my dad.

 But after our “Lifetime” moment, we started To walk around and just look at all of the other graves. And Some of the graves that I saw, just made me stop and think….why? Why our some people’s lives so short. For example:

  There was this one grave of a little girl, and she didn’t even live long enough for her parents to give her a name. All I could do was just stop and stare. And just looking at that, it kind of scared me. Like why would someone take a little girl. I mean she didn’t even have a name.

And I saw another grave that was for a brother and sister who looked about the age of 5-ish.(there was a pic on the stone) And the writing engraved on the stone said:

 ”Our parents loved us dearly. But God loved us more. So He sent down angels to take us to Heaven.”

I mean, why would God take two little children like that. They didn’t even get a chance to live their lives. What did they do to deserve that?

And then I also got to thinking about our enironment. How people know that they’re ruining the world, but yet they still throw trash on the ground. Do they realize that they are the cause of global warming?

What really got to me though, is when I started thinking abot how everything in life, I take it for granted. I mean, some people/kids never get to experience any of the things I have done throughout my life. And I realize that everytime someone gets something, they always, always want more. Why can’t you just be happy with what you’ve got. Just be satisfied with what’s been given to you.

So as you can see, my night was kind of abnormal. But on Sunday, I also had my dance recital. I practiced all year for that, and everybody says I did great. I think I did flippin awesome. I don’t know.

Oh, and by the way, while I’m at it, I’m gonna give a shout out to all the fathers out there. Happy Father’s Day!

World Peace.