Another Day

Soo yea...

Another day of school...

A lot of stuff to get done...

An essay that is due in two days...

7 online assignments that are due on Friday...

and a Current Event due on Wednesday...

And all I can think about is when I will see her again...

Yea I know I should focus on school...

And for the most part I am...

She just has a way of sneaking up and into my brain with out warning...

Her smell...

How her hair blows in the wind and covers her eyes ...

How she feels in my arms...

And I just saw her this morning!!!

She wants to take it slow since she just got out of a relationship

I have known that I want to date her since I saw her when we first met at work...

Anyways gotta get my head straight and finish all 900 assignments that it seems like I have...

This is the semester that I actually get my head out of my butt and do the work and get straight A's and start working on actually finishing my degree....

P.S. I think that from now on that whenever I post I will put a quote or a "would you rather" or something that got me thinking that day... yea I like that idea.

And here is the first one:

"All we are we are... nothing more... nothing less.

Another Semester

Well... Here I am...

'Bout to start another semester...

As usual I can't wait to get started...

As usual I'm also worried that this feeling of "actually doing good this semester and getting A's and B's" will soon fade.

Another semester 'bout to start...

Going back to the place of so many good memories...

But also the place of so many heartaches...

Just thinking about the first two semester of college brings back so many emotions...

Images of building snowman in January...

Walking by the ponds holding your hand in March...

Asking the question that we both knew that I was going to ask ...

The one we had been talking about for a month or so ...

And you saying "Sure"  .....

Hanging out in the buildings with the group...

Not a care in the world but going to class and doing the work...

Then it gets bad...

Having him show up after 4 months and almost ruining us...

My stupid decision of talking to her...

Skipping math class the first semester to talk to her and end up paying for it for 2 years (literally paying for it)...

In a way I hope that you are still going to Richland...

And hope that by some miracle you would give me a second chance....

But we all make our choices and are forced to deal with them for the rest of our life

We all have choices ...

I just chose the wrong one...

A lot...