So yesterday was my last day of school. We had our nine week's test in Pre-Calculus or as Mr. Bowman likes to call it, our "cumulative exam." Mr. Bowman is an interesting teacher, to put it nicely. I respect the man very much and he's probably one of the best math teachers that I've ever had, but he's cold and mean as all get out and he's super intimidating(although I think that's what he wants us to think). He has a very dry sense of humor and emphasizes how much he doesn't care about his students. Anyways the nine weeks test was pretty long and we had a sheet with the questions and another to bubble in the answers. Well I decided to not bubble in any of my answers until I was done answering all of the questions... bad decision. The bell rang before I even finished the test and I had to run because Kara had to go get her brother from the elementary school and she was my ride. So I figured Bowman would let me come in in the morning and finish the test, oh was I ever wrong. He has really scary cold eyes might I add... he shot this look at me so filled with anger that I couldn't help but burst out in tears when he said no. I threw the test down on his desk and started to get my things while tears were just pouring from my eyes. He asked me why I wouldn't just fill in the bubbles and I said that I didn't have enough time cause I had already take a bunch of time getting him to sign my exemption sheet. Anyways he eventually broke and told me to come in at 8am and I would have 15 minutes to finish it. And I know everything was okay after that, but that didn't change the way I felt just then. They guy treated me like I committed a freaking murder or something. Now he is an excellent teacher, but he never cuts his students any slack. Anyways I just cried until we got close to the elementary school. It seemed a lot more tragic at the time...
The next morning I came in and he told me if I cried on him like that again he would just get colder and harder on me. I don't know how much colder he could've gotten. But he told me never to cry to him again. And I was just quiet. I think I'm going to end up acting like a scared dog in his class after that incident.
It was just weird cause I think the last time I cried was weeks ago. I think it's a healthy thing to cry though. but then I cried again today which was also weird. It's like I'm going on a crying spree.
I cried cause I was listening to the song "Somebody's baby" by Jon Foreman (a beautiful song) and reading the lyrics. The song was just so sad. Here are the lyrics and the music just total's the effect, if it really interest's you you can search Jon Foreman on google and listen to it on his website, great song. Anyway, here they are.
She yells,
"If you're homeless sure as hell you'd be drunk
Or high or trying to get there or begging for junk
When people don't want you they just throw you money for beer"
Her name is November she went by Autumn or Fall
It was seven long years since the Autumn
When all of her nightmares grew fingers
And all of her dreams grew a tear
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
And She's somebody's baby still
She screams,
"Well if you've never gone it alone
Well then go ahead, you better throw the first stone
You got one lonely stoner waiting to bring to her knees"
She dreams about Heaven, remembering Hell
As a nightmare she visits and knows all to well
Every now and again, when she's sober she brushes her teeth
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
And She's somebody's baby still
Today was her birthday, strangely enough
When the cops found her body at the foot of the bluff
The anonymous caller this morning tipped off the police
They got her ID from the dental remains
The same fillings intact, the same nicotine stains
The birth and the death were both over
With no one to grieve
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
And She's somebody's baby still
So yeah It's pretty sad and it makes me think, where was everyone. You know, all of God's people. I just don't understand how this can happen when there are so many people filled with the overflowing love of the Lord.
After all the greatest commandment is "Love the Lord your God with ALL YOUR HEART, ALL YOUR SOUL, and ALL YOUR STRENGTH." sounds like a lot of love to me.
I guess this little cry session reminded me of this and I thought I share the love. lol
Goodnight.
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