Ecclesiates 3:1

‘ There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.’

{ A } , a letter. The first letter of the alphabet. Its just a letter. Yet its something almost the entire human race slog their guts out just to see on the top of their scripts. Sometimes i wonder why we are all doing this. But then the answer comes, its simply because this is what we have become. A grading system. Instead of a relationship based loving society, we’ve turn into a system where we filter people out, leaving only the best. Who arent even the best anyway. There is much cost of that litlle letter. perhaps while studying for a test we miss a call from someone who needs a shoulder to cry on. Because we strive to reach the top of society, or remain somewhere up there, we neglect and forget the left behind. Cause we need the most minimal burden there is, so to say. These Little things, that slowly, eats us up  unknowingly. and all these business ,its the norm now. Working your ass off to get a’s is commended by all. Its a ‘smart move’  it means you will ‘get somewhere’ . We cant go against it cause its the norm, its what is ‘right’. Sometimes i wonder if it really is. Should we die today, what shall we say to the One, when we are before him. Does He bother that much if we get those A’s, nope. So long as we prioiritise and do our best in it. Which brings us to wrong priorities. Many a teachers tell you the priority is your studies, you are a student. A student is not all we are, is it? How wrong this world is.

I’m getting too comfortable here, we shouldnt get so comfy in this world. Because its just a temporary place . A few years, out of eternity.

Speaking of which, A levels are coming soon.

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