My meaning for living.

Hey guys, this post is long overdue. When I found out about the terrible shooting in Connecticut I was saddened. I thought, why do these things happen? Of course that sounds really cliche, but it's true. In 2012 alone, the U.S. has had 16 mass shootings so far. 16.(source) That is 16 too many. But I am talking about this because my high school, like many in the country, has been threatened by someone that they would shoot up our school during the huge Winter Wish Week assembly. I'm serious. A Seattle 'burb school full of rich kids. This has not only scared me, but it made me think about my meaning of life. (Sorry for being so boringly serious, but I promise this is the last serious one for a while!) I realized that I have something to live for that makes me extremely happy. You guessed it, Japan. I am finally sticking with something for more than a year or two! Fo shizzle, I have had the dream of learning Japanese(and to go to Japan) since third grade! So when I found out about the threat I felt unsafe not only because I was afraid of getting shot, but also because I don't want to give up on my dreams.