Wednesday, October 7, 2009

so im bored here at the library sooo...
this year hasn't gone as planned.
I got a girl I never would expect to have.
Haven't been getting the grade I wanted. (but they have been improving)
I hate how you have to do soo much shit just to put a fucking ball through a rim...
I lost interest in a lot of things...
But Id give up just that much for her...
Everyones been telling me not to give up basketball.
Dont let anything come in the way of basketball.
But I mean, fuckk it, its whatever to me now.
It would be great to play tho.(;

Friday, September 18, 2009

its been 5 days...

But it feels like forever.
She has my heart, and I have hers.
Someone try to come in between us, I dare you. lol



91309.



Sunday, September 13, 2009

Friday, September 4, 2009

Junior year.

2 weeks have past by. Sometimes it goes fast, and sometimes slow. Grades, are already slipping. And I cant afford for that to happen. New friends, are always great, trying not to have any enemies this year. Just looking to have fun and also her. I know it wont be given to me, I have to take it. Chances may come, and they might be passed. So every opportunity I get I have to take advantage of it. Playing ball everyday, thinking about her every minute. I dont know if I should be saying this but here it goes anyways. Day dreaming... always excited, I wake up to think what shes doing, I picture her in my mind, smiling, and laughing. Texting late nights, unexpected phone calls. So I picked up where I left off last year, didn't really talk during the summer, but she was on my mind. Thinking about how I should do better, and if I really had a chance in the first place, or was I wasting my breath, signs? none at all. Lost interest, I think not. Out of my league, I think so. How could a girl like her ever want a man like me? So, basically everyone knows about my interests in this girl. Never went a whole school day with out someone mentioning her name to me. No balls? Is what she thinks about me. I couldn't even approach her to say "hi" or "hello" if she never came up to me, iono where we would be, even doubt we would be friends. So we talk, conversations growing as the days past on, emotions build, I being to open up. Questions I ask to my self, "should I even go through the pain of another relationship?" "do I wanna get hurt?" "should I give it a try?" how do I find out if she have the littlest bit of interest? Do I wait? Or do I make a move? Angelo and I had a conversation regarding this topic earlier on today, I could relate to him, we had similar problems in the past, so we helped each other, with out own advice. "make her show you that your diffrent than all the other guys, make her, make you feel special" Thanks bro. So, people tell me, "you should make a move" Thats when I stop to think, if I do make a move, what if shes not ready, or not intrested, that would be awkward, Im just trying not to get hurt, Mixed signals is what im getting, cant seem to get a grip on to this situation, give me a sign. just thought I would get this off my chest. I mean, I cant tell the future, nor do I know you as well as others do. But I like you, from your personality, to the way you make me feel on the inside,its magical, your different, your better than them all. This is from the heart. you got me...

Schools just getting started, this year is the turning point. this year determines my future... in a way. lol


Girl what is this magic i feel inside
Why can't i breathe when you're near by
My heart is pounding so hard
I think of you so much that i can't sleep
You're like the rose that blooms in spring
You're like the snow that winter brings
And i give anything juss to have you talk to me

on another note. I failed my history test today. FML.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Sophomore year recap.




10th grade has came to a close. And Junior year is up and coming. Looking back, Im happy where I am. Time to make some changes, Focus on school, basketball, and her. Coming into a new school, You kno how that feels... out of place, like your not ment to be. It was a hard adjustment. But I got used to it, basically I screwed up, My main focus coming in to the new school year was to make the basketball team, even tho the skill part of basketball wasent a problem, the grades were, putting not a bit of effort into my studies, care less homework nights, led to a disappointing sophomore year. Thats what let to the, sleepless nights, sleeping in class, lack of focus in class, ditching, etc. Trying to find the right girl for me was a bigger task then doing my homework. =\ And that whole SB dilemma pretty much threw me off the whole time. Late night calls, staying on the phone till we feel asleep, ditching classes, all of that was just a big waste of time. Didnt kno what I was thinking. Its like, Im not ment to have a stable relationship with a girl. 8th grade, I thought it would be good to take 2 years of not having a girlfriend was going to be a good recovery of all the heartbreakers, but thats not the case, its like, you think she could be the one, but you take the time to find out the other side to her, and then you find out your wasting your time, anyways enough of that, oh yeah, the last 2 months of the school year you could say, wait actualy, during basketball season. I saw this one girl play, JV. She was so beautiful, caught my eye like nothing, I lean over to ask my boy, Mark " aye, whos that girl right there, #10 ) he was like, iono, I think her name was susan, I was like, oh. what grade she in, he was like I think shes a sophomore, I was like hmmm. Ive seen her in the halls from time to time. Never had the balls to go up to her, all i tought to my self was, dont do it, shes out of your league bro, let it go, then randomly, I talked to her on myspace. ( Like everyone does to get at a girl )And yea, didnt have a chance anyways lol.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Listen to her!

For the most embarrassing day of my life.

Wore these...



To pick up these....


Bonus* What I did before I went to do the meetup. and to embarrass my self at pizza hut...

7th period/Santa clara graduation.