hm. Life is interesting.
So today at Chem lab, we kicked a soccer ball over the fence, and the girl who owns it was like "OH darn my mom's gonna kill me and reincarnate me and then kill me again." (sorta sarcastically and in a funny way of course).
And then at swim team, the usual thing happened. After we showered, a sort of big-little kid sat on my bag and got it all wet. He always does something to it. He either puts his wet stuff on my bag/cloths, or he sits on it. Anyway, today he sat on it. I was like, "[name here] dude get off my bag." (In a nice way of course). And I move my bag a little over to the right. A second later, he sits on it again. I'm like RAGE: "Gaah[name here] wth!!" and I move my bag over to the other side of the bench. As soon as I get there, another kid comes over to his stuff, now right next to mine, and proceeds to drip all over it. I'm like: "DFGHJKHGFD#$%^&JH#$%^!!" And then I start complaining about this. My friend looks over and is like, "Dude it's like your karma. You're cursed cuz of something you did in your previous life." (jokingly of course) And then he looks over at this Indian kid on my swim team and says, "That's what you believe right?"

Well obviously, this is my first life, and my only one. #yoloswag

Anyway, I got to wondering why God would present me with two cases of mentioning reincarnation in the same day.
If life the meaning of life truly comes down to reincarnation, life kind of loses its preciousness. God gives second chances, but not at life. You get one choice between two choices. You get one chance. Simple right?

btw, that sorta big-little kid and I are pretty good friends.



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