the world...it's a strange thing

I have began to notice somethings that have been on my mind a lot lately.
you see, I am a bit strange and I look at things completely different then probably most people.
I usually take each event and analyze it. I try to understand people, I try to understand things, I try to understand addictions. I try to understand different kinds of love. I try to understand even lust. I try to understand everything. Of course, that's impossible but i still want to know and understand as much as I can..
each time i see something like this, I ponder, I think..
This world is strange.. that's all i really CAN think.
Have you ever sat down and wondered, why are we here... why am I here.
How did this really all happen? What does believing really do?
Why is there sadness? Why is there happiness?
Why do i get happy? Why do I get sad? Why do I get angry?
I just don't understand.
the things that happen, all link together in one..
If this happens, then another thing happens right on time.
Like it was meant to happen.
Like it was destiny.
No matter what the result is, there is always a reason behind it..
a meaning behind it.
Today...
I was late for jazz band, I rushed and rushed and came to school..
to see all my friends waiting in the band hallway.
Mr. Pelandini never did show up.
and I left at 7 and went to my math teacher.
I really didn;t want to go...
so i tried to go to my second period.
it was locked.
so i was like okay,
fine, fine, i'll go to my math teacher and get help.
so i did..
and i understand it.
my mom always told me
(shes buddhist)
God is always watching you, he wants you to succeed,
he wants you to comprehend, and since you are a good person,
God will continue to help you. The kinder you are, God will notice this.
Erika you must always be kind. You will get what you need in return.
As soon as I got help, another class I was struggling in..
I don't know why but I just walked all by itself and found myself going into the civics room.
I guess i was thinking how cold it was and wanted to go to the band room to get warm.
But the band room was locked.
I ended up getting a lot of work done...
I don't know everything is tieing together.
I guess thats why I don't believe in coincidences.
Never at all.
Cuz theres always a reason why you did something, a reason why you did this thing
a reason why you saw this person, a reason why you met this person, a reason why theres troubles.
Theres no such thing as a coincidence.
alright, thats my deep thinking for the day.

Erika