One of the most annoying things are people who spam on Facebook. Usually it's just about trivial love problems, but nowadays there's been some unusual activity on my page. Suddenly there are updates like "Praise the Lord!" and "Miss X likes Donald Miller".
Said miss X was on the same class as me during high school. It was an IB (International Baccalaureate) class, and supposedly they graduate the finest minds around the globe. Now she's suddenly a reborn Christian, and I can't help but wonder: Where the hell did it go wrong? She had access to the best education ever, she had brilliant teachers, was taught to think critically and yet there's hallelujahs and amens all over.
I never thought her particularly clever, in fact I thought her very silly from the start. She was more of an scholar than a smart one, but I am amazed at how all she achieved during school seems now forgotten.
I can't help but grieve, so much potential gone to waste. I sure hope that she's found happiness, but this is to me like a terminal cancer patient has taken homeopathic sugar pills and claims that she's cured.
Said miss X was on the same class as me during high school. It was an IB (International Baccalaureate) class, and supposedly they graduate the finest minds around the globe. Now she's suddenly a reborn Christian, and I can't help but wonder: Where the hell did it go wrong? She had access to the best education ever, she had brilliant teachers, was taught to think critically and yet there's hallelujahs and amens all over.
I never thought her particularly clever, in fact I thought her very silly from the start. She was more of an scholar than a smart one, but I am amazed at how all she achieved during school seems now forgotten.
I can't help but grieve, so much potential gone to waste. I sure hope that she's found happiness, but this is to me like a terminal cancer patient has taken homeopathic sugar pills and claims that she's cured.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
