Preciously Lost

At times like these, it made me think how selfish I really am and how selfish other people are. They always complain about how their hair is not set right or that they need to have this certain thing or their life is over. What the hell guys, seriously, what the hell? I know it sounds cliche, but there are people in the world who can't even afford a bed which caused your hair to go out of whack. They don't go to sleep easily, they sleep on the cold hard ground, in the dirt, with the bugs and other diseases. They don't have it as good as we do, they obviously are more grateful then this country, I can assure you that.

Today, after school I found out that my best friend's mom has cancer, she's 36, okay 36 years old. She's so young and yet she has cancer and you know what else is happening to her, she lives off of welfare. She was homeless and her daughter had to live through that, living with four other families, and yet everyone else complains about things they want and not things they need. And when her daughter went to get the clothes, which were free, she had the nerve to say she was fat in them, let me tell you something, this girl is far from being fat, she is so skinny it's unbelievible.

Cancer, her mother has cancer, and all she can think about is how fat she looks, I mean really, take a freaking look away from the mirror and look at someone who needs your help. Someone who doesn't even know the definition of fat, someone who can't even afford food to faten themselves up in the first place. To those who think they're fat when they are skinny, need to get slapped in the face, because they are the selfish ones and need to break that mirror and help someone else realize that they are beautiful.

Now back to cancer, these disease is deadly, it could kill her, and I don't want to face the fact that if she dies, who will my friend have then? Who is going to be her mother? It's not fair, why did someone so good have to die? She's not dead yet, and I'm not saying she's going to die but, why can't someone like a dictator die of cancer? Why can't a rapist die of cancer? Huh? Why is it always the good ones? Personally I think the people who think world leaders should step down, I would like them to take a shot at their job. Because it's not easy either way, we are not talking about a company here, we are talking about 300,000,000 people to take care of. That's a lot of people, and in case you haven't realized it's hard. And you're probably thinking 'well if it's so hard don't do it,' Who cannot do it and then say it's easy? It's not freaking easy, it's not easy at all. Just like cancer, it's not easy, it not fair most of the time. It just makes you think of all those times you spent with that person and how different it's going to be when they're gone.

And the hardest part of this is the fact that I know what's it like almost loosing your mother, I know the feeling, you imagine what it's like without them and realize how horrible life would be because you're not ready to let them go yet. You still need them, I still need my mom, I don't want her to go, and she didn't yet and I'm so thankful for that.

What I'm trying to say is that you need to be grateful for your hair because cancer patients don't have hair, and you need to be grateful for the dinners you have with your parents because when they're gone, they don't come back. And you won't see them again, it's hard to believe that people won't turn away but they will turn away at their weakest moments.