"Welcome to my pitiful social life."
Well... hmm... Why am I doing this. Writting this, my experiences my Life. Well I guess it came by inspiration from a very beautiful and special girl named Brianna. But her name only intensifies the true shit my life goes through. Lets see... Brianna, well she's one of a kind, spending a whole week with her for an hour or more. To me she's unique and not phony like the many other girls at Sandra Day O'Connor. And it gets better, Brianna is unbelievably goegeous, maybe not Blonde, but so what. It's weird about Brianna and I. I always want to be with her, and I always think of her, and it's always never sexual. Is this the beginnings of the inigma known as love?
But because my life sucks as usual, she has a boyfriend. And it gets worst, I Know HIM! Drives me insane with Jeolousy. Right now, my mind and my Heart are in a brutal conflict. It's like Poetry vs Oratory. My heart tells me that love is rare and Brianna is special, and try your dam hardest to win the heart of your love no matter the cost because love has no price label, but my mind uses logic as its weapon forcing through my skull that their are plenty of fish in the sea and Brianna is not worth using over $60 and dragging her to places, hoping she remembered that she had a date with you. But why am I in love with her? That question can't be answered with logic from the Brain nor the Poetic Rhyme of the Heart. Only Jose R. Galo (Davis) knows the true answer, but he has to search deep inside. Is it just a Physical Attraction or is their something special about her.
Yesterday was the worst day of my life. Not only did I get in trouble with my parents for using my cell phone too much, but my mind and heart finally came to a conclusion about Brianna. Through my eyes, Brianna slowly looks really phony to me, and makes me depressed as hell. I have decided to try to get OUT of Love. I have no idea if its possible, but it seems reasonable.
This morning I left her a cute little talk on my voice-mail when she calls. Well she called and I told her to listen to my voice-mail. It was probably the corniest thing in the world, but it was the only way I could be straightforward with her. All my life Ive tried to find a way to go around obsticles, but the reality is you can only go in. That voicemail told her how much I loved her, but I just couldn't stand it that she was with another person, and it killed me because of that. So I had decided to just stop spending too much time with her. Corny. I know. Well I re-turned on my cell phone and asked her if she heared the voice-mail. I really don't know if she really listened to it, but she did sound unusual. But I didn't go further, I just hung up after asking. I don't know how her feelings toward me are, but I wish as hell that they were the same as I felt for her. I will probably never know, and I hope I can get over her in the next month, and rarely ever again write a whole entry about her, it just hurts too much. Welcome to my pitiful social life.
Jose Galo
But because my life sucks as usual, she has a boyfriend. And it gets worst, I Know HIM! Drives me insane with Jeolousy. Right now, my mind and my Heart are in a brutal conflict. It's like Poetry vs Oratory. My heart tells me that love is rare and Brianna is special, and try your dam hardest to win the heart of your love no matter the cost because love has no price label, but my mind uses logic as its weapon forcing through my skull that their are plenty of fish in the sea and Brianna is not worth using over $60 and dragging her to places, hoping she remembered that she had a date with you. But why am I in love with her? That question can't be answered with logic from the Brain nor the Poetic Rhyme of the Heart. Only Jose R. Galo (Davis) knows the true answer, but he has to search deep inside. Is it just a Physical Attraction or is their something special about her.
Yesterday was the worst day of my life. Not only did I get in trouble with my parents for using my cell phone too much, but my mind and heart finally came to a conclusion about Brianna. Through my eyes, Brianna slowly looks really phony to me, and makes me depressed as hell. I have decided to try to get OUT of Love. I have no idea if its possible, but it seems reasonable.
This morning I left her a cute little talk on my voice-mail when she calls. Well she called and I told her to listen to my voice-mail. It was probably the corniest thing in the world, but it was the only way I could be straightforward with her. All my life Ive tried to find a way to go around obsticles, but the reality is you can only go in. That voicemail told her how much I loved her, but I just couldn't stand it that she was with another person, and it killed me because of that. So I had decided to just stop spending too much time with her. Corny. I know. Well I re-turned on my cell phone and asked her if she heared the voice-mail. I really don't know if she really listened to it, but she did sound unusual. But I didn't go further, I just hung up after asking. I don't know how her feelings toward me are, but I wish as hell that they were the same as I felt for her. I will probably never know, and I hope I can get over her in the next month, and rarely ever again write a whole entry about her, it just hurts too much. Welcome to my pitiful social life.
Jose Galo