ALLELUHIA

BUZZER BEATER @ HOME GAME VS MCLUHAN.
highlight of the week!

good job, jeleel.

my story

I woke up, drifting back to that unforgettable summer.
It was the summer when life began. The summer I turned 15.
Our relationship was everything it should have been almost as if our time together had been written for a novel. We came together through friends of ours, as do most typical high school relationships. We grew closer and closer during the school year, spending so much time together on weeknights playing ball outside the school. It was on the way home from his house one Thursday in August that I realized I was falling for him. Every sign showed love. I could hardly sit still in class just anticipating the next time i would see him.

Being with him changed my soul (barf). I shared everything with him, even things I kept from my family and my other bestfriends. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. He didn't feel the same way. I wished I could return to the long summer nights we had spent together.

But I realized he was just a guy. A special guy.
*get over him jeleel, it's been 2 years*

afterthought

Yet regardless of whether you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them... it matters not. Because once they come into your life, whatever they are to the world, they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls, and you say a million things without a trace of a sound you know what your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of their very hearts.
We love them for a million reasons. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.

meet me halfway

Hey boy, wassup, it used to, it used to be just me and you.

honestly...

I want to be someone's last call of the night & their first thought in the morning.

I want those 5 hour conversations that end in 'no you hang up first'.

I want the heart racing, palm sweaty, 'what's gonna happen next' moments.

I want the hugs that you never want to let go of & the stolen kisses that are always the sweetest.

But most importantly, I just want to know someone considers me theirs.

what. a. day.

we had that shit conversation on msn.. again.

you really think everything is about you huh!
"soak it up. breath it in. exhale the fake shit." yeah i know your name is written all over it. but stilllllllllll. "i just wanna be friends" ha. you think you can fool me? i ain't going that road again.. sorry. don't tell me you already forgot what you did to me last summer. it literally changed my point of view. it's my fault, too. I was completly unware of where i was heading.

but, you somehow influenced me to become a better person.

someone's else than me

You may not be her first, her last, or her only.
She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters, right? She's not perfect - neither are you, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.

good luck..

bullshit

Shit, I'm a girl of pride. You don't do shit like that!
You don't just pick up and leave, and leave me sick like that!
You don't throw away what we had just like that.

"I was just fuckin' them girls, I was gon' get right back"

They say: "You can't turn a bad girl good,
But once a good girl's gone bad, she's gone forever".

let's bypass the bullshit and move on.

I had a best friend.. from 9th grade through 10th grade.

We were practically.. inseparable, for 1 year.

Then I changed.

But I will remember you and all of the things that we've gone through..

it's been awhile.

yesterday, wow.

both senior and junior ball squad defeated mt. amazing. so whoever thought we'd get slapped by mt, kiss our asses. cos we won. then hm, emma arielle roldan sillar arvin aljouh emre marlene and francis came over to my house. how lovely. NOT. cos i had to clean up their shit after :( time passed then before we knew it, it was, 7:30pm. faggots had to leave. now it was down to arielle emma roldan emre and i. we had real serious talks. lmao. the last people who left were, emre and marlene. i was so drained. i slept @ 11. then woke up realizing i forgot.. lost.. my jersey somewhere. so i texted emma, hoping she has it. and she does <3. style="font-size:78%;">

p.s
there emma, i finally updated my blog, just for you.

jels

burn

After the whole yadda yadda incident. I was walking and I thought,
“Why did I act like this?”

It’s amazing, some people, they just say these small little things, one sentence, and it changes the way you feel about them in an instant. Small little words that can hurt you so much or make you fall deeply in love forever. It changes everything, nothing between you is ever really the same again, even if they don’t know it.

your not the guy I thought you would be. your like .. one of the most amazing people ever, but your a jerk. I know exactly how that is. To love somebody who doesn’t deserve it, because they are all you have… because any attention is better than no attention.