Where did you guys go...?

drabble #8: beautiful

He hissed, “Can you just give me a straight answer of why I can’t love you?!”

She whispered, “I have so many things you don’t want to get mixed up in. Your social status is at stake. Your feelings are at stake, I’m not always as nice as I usually am.” She kept listing her faults, “I am completely selfish and super hot headed. And I have my own fair share of problems far greater than yours.” She looked him hard in the eye and pronounced each word carefully, “You do not want to get involved with me.”

He laughed, “You think that this will keep me away?” he leaned closer to her and smirked, “Do you think that this can keep me from loving you?”

She smiled and nodded, “I was kind of hoping so.”

He put a hand on her shoulder, “I’m not the kind of guy to give up that easily.”

She kept her smile on her face and shot back, “Well, I’ll just try making myself sound as unattractive as possible until you do.”

He slid his hand from her shoulder to her cheek, “You can try, but I already think you’re beautiful.”

Duck...Duck...Duck...Panda?

Warning: The title has no relevance with this post. xD

O.O! Actually, it does. It demonstrates how we cannot see what the future holds for us. HA! bronx science representtt!! BS at its finest. (:

Today, the building project committee revealed a draft of the new church building layout. It's so cool! Elevator, lounge, lobbies, huge sanctuary that has mezzanine seating are just the few things from it. My favorite and most excised for part of the new building is the open rooftop! We can BBQ up there, star gaze, have parties and do so many other fun things up there! Can't waitt! :D

Also, I was trying to organize my life a little bit by using my planner and looking at the courses I have to take later on in college (because I was procrastinating on studying for chemistry). Then, I realized, I have to take chemistry for the rest of my college years! Noooo! If I send in my grades for my Intro to Forensic Science class from HS and my AP Stat score, I'm going to be taking all chemistry courses until senior year! darns! I'm going to have to learn to like chemistry against my free-will! :<>

My List of Careers If One of Them Fails:

• Forensic Scientist
• Obstetrician
• Pediatrician
• Veterinarian
  
• Kindergarten Teacher
• Architect
  
• Interior Design
• Open up a Cafe or a Teen Lounge/"Bar"
• Power Ranger
• Housewife
  

drabble #7: The Slip-Up

“Guys need like…” She was waving her hand as she talked into her phone, “A brain enhancing pill… one to reduce denseness. I swear to God, he is thick--- he just gave this whole speech about how he knew I’m in love with him and then he’s like ‘if only that were true’… I mean, everything he said WAS true! Freaking dense males…”

“Wait.”

“…Oops.”

“You’re in love with him?!”

drabble #6: Crippled

“Then what? You wouldn’t love me anymore? You’d break up with me? I wasn’t good enough?” she couldn’t believe the way he seemed to cut her without even trying, like every artery from her heart was pumping stinging throbbing poison through her veins to her capillaries to the very tips of her being and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

He said nothing. She couldn’t believe that there was anything that could make her feel worse, but his lack of words hurt more than she thought she could bear. She was already sobbing softly. She didn’t know how to let go of the emotions inside her. She only knew she didn’t want them to be hers.

“I’m not with you because I want to be,” he said and his voice was angry and hard. She hated when he used that tone and she tried to clear her vision enough to gauge him, but as soon as she did her eyes teared up again. This time, whatever he was going to say, he meant it. “I’m with you because I can’t not be. You can’t speak without a tongue, you can’t walk without legs, you can’t eat without a stomach, you can’t think without a brain, and I can’t feel anything without you.”

You guys are what makes life worth living.

I have no idea how I am going to survive college. No, it's not the work or new environment I'm worried about. I'm talking about how almost everyone close to me is leaving. It's not even out-of-state schools, SUNYs are also stealing them away. Now, one of my friends has been slowly gone missing longer and longer. Last time she was only missing for 3 days and I still missed her. This time she went to Hawaii for the week. She only left this morning and I miss her already. It's as if He is letting me slowly adjust not being around her.

Why do I feel like that there is going to be a whole day of crying? Well...the girls anyways. x]

When you guys are gone, I'm going to miss you all like crazy. Get webcams so I can still get to see all your faces once and awhile. Andd....there's always Facebook. ANDD... snail mail. You guys better email me your dorms' addresses and write back at least once.

The people that are still in NYC: I'm not saying you guys suck. Haha. I love you guys too and we will hang out often and not lose touch! (:

And just to put it out there...
You guys are what makes life worth living. :) <3

drabble #5: Not Meant to Be

If only. If only she had gotten to him before Mary had, if only Mary had just gone away after the second week, like all those other girls had. If only she hadn’t been so stubborn all her life and looked at him, really looked at him, things might be different now. Oh, she could only dream, as she was standing there, dancing there so close, yet labeled ‘Friends, and friends ONLY.’ It was a soft, gentle, perfect song for those who wanted to dance, bonded tightly by the melody, with their significant other in front of them. But he was not her significant other, nor did she ever think he would become anything past a good friend because it just seems that it was not meant to be.

It was the silence that took place after this that was the awkward part, the part nobody wanted to go through because it meant facing reality. Nothing would ever be the same: for better or for worse, that part was unknown. They would never be able to just “hang out” with each other without having bittersweet thoughts traveling through their minds. They would never be able to think of each other as just good friends, no matter how much either tried to fake it. If the emotions that were obviously there were acted upon, the only possible results were disaster or… something completely amazing. Whether the amazing thing would last or not was another doubt, which made the light at the end of the tunnel seem dimmer and dimmer. Whether she chose to zip her lips and keep quiet, whether she ended up kissing him, and whether that led to the end of it or the beginning, one thing was clear; She’d never have the old James back.