People
Today was really something else.
I was sitting in the "blue room" at school today, attempting to read act 3 of Hamlet, when I look up and see Steven Coutu. So he comes over. With him follows some strange kid. Quite obnoxious actually, but interesting. We all start talking and I ask Steve about Nicole and shit. In the meantime, while I'm trying to talk to Steve, the kid kept throwing in funny comments, and proceeded to joke around a lot with me, and just kept on talking about random shit. So we start talking about ICP and shit, then the kid introduces himself as Brian, but then throws in that his friends call him "Juice". Holy shit. I've heard so much about this kid from Ray and hid cousin Mike, and like everyother person in Cranston and Coventry. I guess "Juice" is the host of the ICP radio station that is on at like 3 in the morning on Friday nights. All in all, he was a pretty cool and interestin kid. And it was good to see Steve again.
Then I went to class and I saw the one person in the world that makes my heart sing. It was great. I saw this person and it felt like my stomach was in my throught. I just excitedly waved "hi" then continued what I was doing. But it was way to hard too. I couldn't relax. I couldn't concentrate. Thoughts filled my mind like a flood. What do I do? Go to the one thing that I have always wanted, or stay with something heartbreaking, but has been there forever? Such decisions can change the course of a life. I just don't know what course to take. I think I'll just sit back and let faith tell me what to do. Fuck.
I hate these feelings. They leave me feeling so strange, it's so hard to explain. I feel like I'm left hanging. I want a change. I want something that is definite.
**********Are You Thinking Of Me Too?**************
I was sitting in the "blue room" at school today, attempting to read act 3 of Hamlet, when I look up and see Steven Coutu. So he comes over. With him follows some strange kid. Quite obnoxious actually, but interesting. We all start talking and I ask Steve about Nicole and shit. In the meantime, while I'm trying to talk to Steve, the kid kept throwing in funny comments, and proceeded to joke around a lot with me, and just kept on talking about random shit. So we start talking about ICP and shit, then the kid introduces himself as Brian, but then throws in that his friends call him "Juice". Holy shit. I've heard so much about this kid from Ray and hid cousin Mike, and like everyother person in Cranston and Coventry. I guess "Juice" is the host of the ICP radio station that is on at like 3 in the morning on Friday nights. All in all, he was a pretty cool and interestin kid. And it was good to see Steve again.
Then I went to class and I saw the one person in the world that makes my heart sing. It was great. I saw this person and it felt like my stomach was in my throught. I just excitedly waved "hi" then continued what I was doing. But it was way to hard too. I couldn't relax. I couldn't concentrate. Thoughts filled my mind like a flood. What do I do? Go to the one thing that I have always wanted, or stay with something heartbreaking, but has been there forever? Such decisions can change the course of a life. I just don't know what course to take. I think I'll just sit back and let faith tell me what to do. Fuck.
I hate these feelings. They leave me feeling so strange, it's so hard to explain. I feel like I'm left hanging. I want a change. I want something that is definite.
**********Are You Thinking Of Me Too?**************