True Inspirations

Okay so, i think this is kind of the wrong time for this, but the right time at the same TIME. okay, so earlier today, as in like 3.30 when i got home i saw this documentary on these kids that are 9 years old, 16, and 13 trying to come to the US and like it's the fucking saddest thing. i cried a lot at the fact that we complain about so much bullshit. like our clothing, what people think about us, and boys. drama is NOTHING compared to what these kids suffer on an ongoing daily basis. they risk their LIVES and some of these kids live without seeing their mothers...ever. we all care what people thikn about us. and grades arent always TOP on our list. most of the time, hang outs and clothing and parties replace those kinds of things. a bunch of crap. the internet, facebook, myspace, blogspot, etc. phones, texting, cameras. and all this SHIT [i think its the right term for this] that's not even important, nor will ever help us success in life. YET WE STILL COMPLAIN. what the fuck is wrong with us? i agree it's hard not to care what people think about you, and OBVIOUSLY you want to live it up. but these kids would KILL to have ONE MEAL A DAY and a BLANKET, and a pair of CLOTHES! and still to us, we can't fucking work hard enough for straight A's. ugh it just makes me so mad, sad, and all these mixed feelings that we're all so ungrateful. right after i saw this 50 minute documentary, i did all my weekend homework which took about 4 hours. and that's not counting the 2 tests i have next week. i also forgot to mention that in order to cross the border, and stay DAYS on trains [obviously the only method of trasportation they have] they can die. they WILL be assaulted. they will rob them from every penny [peso] they have. and these trains almost always go through a tunnel and these kids are sleeping and they NEVER wake up because when the train goes through the tunnel theres no space for their body so, they fall off, and the train kills them. as in it runs over them. that's the saddest part about it. and these kids are HALF our age. and we can't handle some DECENT TESTS that we have the opportunity to study for, but choose not to. it's SOO sad. i don't want to sound cheesy because i've said this countless times, but ONCE AGAIN, my point of view of life has changed DRAMATICAALLLY. that's not a lie this time. i seriously like want to sell all my clothes and computer and ipod and donate all the money to these kids. honestly, its that crazy. these kids endure probably a lot more obstacles in 5 years than we do in our entire LIFETIME. emotionally, physically, and mentally. they think they're not good enough for anyone. these kids go through a lot worse thank anyone i know. these are the kinds of humans that are TRUE INSPIRATIONS. not oprah, or travis barker, or WHATEVER. THESE KIDS ARE THE TRUE HEROES TO ENDURE THESE THINGS EVERY DAY, WEEK, MONTH, AND YEAR. and most of them, end up dying. so please, think about it.