Une poème qui décrit mes émotions

Life sucks when you dig yourself a hole that's too deep,
And you go down on bended, scraped-up knees,
To beg for forgiveness from the people that be,
The lovers you fell for, and scraped up those knees.

Life sucks when those lovers,
Who right from the start,
Out of selfishness and thoughtlessness, take your cold, lonely heart,
And procede, due to ignorance, to tear it apart,
Failing to notice you're nothing without that ripped-up heart.

Life sucks when the lovers, the ones you hold dear,
Can't see what they do engenders the tears,
That blur your vision, bringing you evermore near,
To those eyes that, for you, have never shed tears.

Life sucks when it's thought that you're sheltered from harm,
In an embrace only found in the lovers' arms,
And that you're safe from all shock, from all surprise and alarm,
Just to find out you can't have the warmth of those arms.

Life sucks when I've done everything, beyond and above,
Enough to think I deserve from you, your delicate love.
But you
Scraped my knees
Broke my heart
Ignored my tears
Closed your arms
And obliterated the future I thought of:
The life of you and me, fingers intertwined, as a couple in love.

Double-yew Pee Eye

So, today, I visited WPI, and honestly, this is an AMAZING school. My friend, Steve, goes here, and I'm doing an overnight with him, to truly experience student life. The dorms are beautiful, the campus is gorgeous, and the food is fantastic. My other friend, Catherine, also goes her. I met a lot of Steve's friends, and I can already tell that I'd make a lotta friends here. I mean, where else can you use two projectors and a touch screen computer, AND watch a game of ultimate frisbee in one day? Apparently, you can at WPI. It's one of the top ranked colleges in the country, and I know I could get in. I came here with it as my safety, and now it's moved up into "regular decision." That's a big deal, guys. ALSO, I have almost no homework to do when I get home tomorrow. S. C. O. R. E.

:)

Everything comes full circle.
Whether it be history or karma.




Oh, how I love life now. I'm discovering who my real friends are. I'm finding where I belong. I'm living life to the fullest. I feel accomplished.

So, this is what it's like to love yourself. I like it. :)

Ya know, it's nice to have guy time. When you're a guy, it's hard to spend all your time with women. It's nice to have a guys night in and just watch a funny movie and talk about things. I need to do more of them. Maybe I'll be less of a bitch if I do.

Come out of your shell, the one that blocks you from the world.

Sorry!

Sorry for not posting--ya know-- consistently. I'll start posting again every other day (at least), hopefully soon. :)

My days are like the weather in New England... Sunny, warm, and beautiful one day; raining, cold, dreary the next.

Crushed. I don't know why. I mean, of course this would happen. Whatevz.

Everything today went right. Everything is all and good in IsaacMcClureland. Andrew has a phone again! So he and I can be best friends again. Just, everything is great. Agh. I love being happy.

New Friends/Old Friends

Sorry for abandoning you lately, my dear blog. I do love you.

Science fair is FINALLY done with. Now I can have a life again.

Anyways, I wanted to talk about love. In all aspects. First and foremost: friends. As of late, I've realized who the true friends are in my life. Damn, I have a lot! I'm sorry to all of those I took for granted, I'll never do that again. Thank you all for being there for me, for whatever ridiculousness that happens to be going on in my crazy life. I've gained back some old friends I lost; God, I missed them.

However, on the second front: Love interests. All I can say is I'm confused. Like, really? Why can't love be easy? The ones I like I can't have. Even though I should be able to. It's annoying. I guess single is just the best for now. Even though I'd be happy with someone in my arms. :/

Oh, and a side note...I got a 98 on my minor in Keenan's. WHAT.