Monday, September 26, 2011

have you ever wondered?

have you ever wondered who that person is under their smile?
under their laughs?
have you ever wondered how a person was treated their childhood?
by their friends, parents, babysitters?
have you ever wondered what a person thinks when they're alone?
when they're with you or other people?
have you ever wondered if people can see what you've been through?
good or bad?
have you ever wondered who i am?
what i like?
have you ever wondered what i've seen?
and even heard?
have you ever wondered who that person is under their smile?

Sunday, September 25, 2011

sometimes.

sometimes, i feel like i need to change something.
sometimes, i feel like i should be doing something different.
sometimes, i can be sad for all the things that have gone wrong in my life.
sometimes, i can try to move on from it.
sometimes, it gets to me.
sometimes, i feel like crying.
sometimes, i feel like i'm nothing.
sometimes, it all brings me down to where i can't think of anything else.
sometimes, when it brings me down i can't do anything.
sometimes, i want to crawl in a black hole and stay there.
sometimes, i just want to find who i am.
sometimes, i just want to be me.
sometimes, i want to be happy,

Sunday, September 4, 2011

first week of school

My first week of school kinda sucked the first few days.
I mean having class at 7-7:50 and your next class 8-8:50 sucks.
That means you have to wake up so much earlier.
Also being in college you want to look good 24/7 so you gotta wake up earlier.
Anyways, my 7 o'clock class is english.
I have that tuesday, wednesday and thursday.
With mondays and fridays being my online 2 hour course.
The people in that class are kinda weird. I mean I don't really know about them..
Anyway, my 8 o'clock class is math.
I have that monday, tuesday, thursday and friday.
The people in that class annoy me so bad. I mean like, we're in a dumb math class.
So, stop acting like you know everything, then when you answer a question during class it's wrong.
Also, for the 65 year old man in my math class. TURN OFF YOUR PHONE!
The teachers asks you several times to do so.
Like, who are you texting? Your grandson?
Anyways, I regret being in such a hurry for my ACT, because I guessed on half of it.
I'm in classes with motards.
That is all.