Saturday, November 21, 2009

R.I.P.

About ten minutes ago, I realized that having two blogs is without purpose. Me updating this blog and tumblr simultaneously just validates how we cannot let go of the past - myself especially.

Essentially, don't come here unless you want to read my old blogs. =] It has been fun ride, but the roller coaster has to stop eventually. mileswashere.tumblr.com is the Future; let us look towards it...


"At times I reminisce; yeah I miss my past - but I still don't give a f*ck, y'all can kiss my ass!"
-em;

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Randomness 115.

Wow; it has been a While since I've done one of these. I was really contemplating on whether to put this on Tumblr or not. Oh well; this blog isn't dead yet. =]

So where do I begin...my life is like, super Awesome. As I always say; everything something interesting happens. Speaking of interest - Sua has been reading my "Yo's". She read the first two, and said that she has learned a lot, & that my life ROCKS, lls. I never thought I'd ever let anyone read my Yo; but hey. The purpose of my Yo isn't to conceal it, it's to have a reference years from now...

I'm working on this "Confessions" blog. Not sure if to make many of them, only 6 confessions per blog on one or two really long ones. Who knows.

Mr. I Don't Give A Fuck is at his peak right now.

Girls...ahhh ! I'll tell you about her [them] in my Confessions blog, lls. [just know, that most of them still SUCK: there has just been a change.] Right now, to no surprise, I'm really feeling Eminem - I have every mainstream song of his on my iPod <-- OD, lls. I'll eventually do the same for Beyonce', KanYe too.

Modern Warfare 2 has helped going into Isolation-Mode sooo much easier. =] Time alone, with some exceptions at times, is Awesome. Great Game; wish I were better, haha.

Dave, who I have been talking with more often, KILLED my life with his blog. He basically said that I have no originality, and simply want to fit in with everyone. -Ouch; I am truly misunderstood.

I could say a lot more, but the mind just isn't there right now - maybe it's my 3 to 4 hours of sleep everynight, lol; NOT healthy.

I was going to something different with my hair, that of which EVERYone disapproved [f*ckthem.], but it wasn't working out how I wanted, so I'm just getting a fade type thing next time.

I know I'll enjoy Twilight tomorrow, simply because I like the concept and actors. I'll also be annoyed, because Book Readers will complain: but I'm like, SHUT THE HELL UP if the movie isn't like the original or book or magazine, etc etc. If you want the book or original movie, then go read them ! DON'T complain about the movie.

I feel like watching FamilyGuy; so screw this...

"Future Martyr? Maybe so; my inspiration - watch itG R O W!"
-em;

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Heartless.



You can smile all you wish, you can hug as hard as you'd like, but I know better than to become captivated with your supposed kindness; I've learned about you. You love to seduce unsuspecting persons until they cannot stand to live without your warmth. All it takes it a simple glimpse of your beloved figure, and a few lovely words spewed from your luscious lips, and they become mesmerized. Deceive them you do; they truly they believe that you...love them.

Just the sight of you makes my pupils inflame with disdain. I hope your gorgeous silhouette rots and decays deep within the depths of Hell. I must say, your endeavors have been successful against so many.

Well not I; your foolish charm shall fail against me. I've learned that love doesn't exist in this world. We all are confounded by the marvels and treats of Infatuation. I am impervious to those late night conversations and winks from across vast hallways. I pay zero attention to the subtle whispers and sensual monologues.

Even if I had a heart, I would dare not give it to you.

-em;

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Mind of a Menace: AP Biology.


As I walk into my AP Biology, I look to the right to see if Sua is there. I always look for her first, and she if she smiles or simply turns back around when I enter. Ha, she just smiled - I LOVE her smile. Everytime I see it, my favorite musical quote ever, from Hero Heroine, comes to mind. Last night, she wiled me over texts. It was over something dumb, like, I think I replied with "yeah." - I only did it to show her how much her "Oh okay,," replies suck as well. I do that to everyone now; maybe they'll catch the hint? Nope, that's dead lol.

It's so funny to see how people react when they see you the next day: most people act like it, whatever occurred last night or yesterday that was negative, never happened. Tashauna does that. I really don't have any examples of her doing that, as in, none come to mind, but I know she does. Tashauna's like, weird to me - I really want to know what she thinks about me, and what we Wants from me...whatever it is, I'll probably keep disappointing her, not like she doesn't disappoint me too. Oh well. I wonder what she has on today? I can't wait 'til Calc, then I can see if the outfit is sexy or not, lol. Her outfits usually show off her figure, so I'm sure I'll walk in there, give her a hug, and have SEX! (lol) Written all over the smile that I'll shed.

And Sabrina! It's so fun flirting with her - it isn't too serious, although everyone else thinks so. Ugh, I look around and she isn't here yet. Always late, or just not here lol, smh. She really needs to break up with Chad. I usually react to people like it (whatever the event was last night/yesterday) happened.

So since I'm feeling friendly today, I'll walk in front of Dyer's desk to my seat (instead of behind it - which is the way I go when I want to avoid confrontation, or looks.) As I get closer to Sua, I notice that she's talking to Shakila. Can Shakila really like Sua? That's gay, like really lol. She'll never book her. We would have been cool, Shakila and I, but she doesn't speak to me unless I speak to her, so never going to happen.

Anyways, I know Sua has seen me by now, why hasn't she spoken? I have only been standing here for like 3 seconds, but that's not the point... "Hey Sua." "Oh, hey Miles." No hug, but I'll be ok. I just really think when you don't give someone a hug, who you usually do, that you aren't really paying them any mind. I mean, I could have opened my arms to her, I ALWAYS do, but why should I? Wonder if she sees anything wrong with me not opening my arms; probably thinks I'm upset or something.

As I ask Dawn to push in her chair, I realize that we rarely say Hi to one another. I mean, we're cool, but they communication just died after last year. I was shocked when I found out she was gay, I was REALLY late on the news too lls. Aryn's so beastmode in track; so very dedicated. I wish I could be that dedicated to track...I mean, I can, but I don't want to really lol. Running is fun, but not in that sense. Ha, I remember when my team won a bronze medal for the 4x4 indoor season. Had my time been better, basically if I were more dedicated, we could have gotten silver.

I sit down, and glance at the drillboard. I never immediately start my drill, it isn't that important to me, and Dyer gives us forever to do it. I look right across from me, and I see Kayla. Wow, she looks good today. Ugh, I say that too much. But she really does - her outfits really bring out her beauty. Why does she smoke though? Like, seriously. Doesn't matter, cause she's just another girl to me now. She really did say, "Miles isn't ugly or anything, but he has a Bad personality...he's rude." Like, what the fuck Kayla - all of the things I've done for you? She's one of the Prime examples of people who take things too seriously. I'm apparently rude because I say 'mean' things to her, which in turn means I have a bad personality? Ligthen up, kid...I'm never seriously mean.

People are annoyed by my 'mean' comments, but they are jokes - maybe I should stop them; EJ said I'm always bring people down...I'm just trying to keep life humorous. Oh, let me get up and go and dap up EJ. Why is he talking to Phisayo so much? And does she like, go with Phumi or...? Anyways, EJ's cool with hella random people, like Brittany. Wow, this guy really has a girlfriend...but we still have the same Ex, lls. Ugh, Mone. She's sometimes the sweetest, but is wayyyy too sensitive. Let me start the drill...wow, do I really have to write 2 paragraphs on this crap? ....ok, that's one paragraph, Dyer will be iight.

Oh, here comes Nicole and Pap. "Yeah I'm ouut that Brooklyn" They always come in here righht before the bell...for some reason, that really annoys me. Like, why don't you just come to class? I should go and give Pap a hug, but that's a long walk - I'll give her plenty throughout the day anyways. If I made like, a move at her, how would she Really react? I wonder if deep within our minds, if we have a thing for one another. Openly and consciously, neither of us do. But look how Tashauna and I turned out...I wouldn't even thought TWICE of liking her in 9th OR 10th grade lol. Oh hell no! And the same goes for her with me. But, yeah.

Wow, Ms. Dyer just walked in - she's really big. Wish she were a better teacher, smh. Nicole really cannot stand her, but Nicole is mean so who cares, lol. I mean, she's really cool, and her outspoken ways are inspirational, but her bitch comes out more than it should. Oh well, she doesn't wile me so I'm good. =) I'ma book the hell out of Nicole. She's probably GREAT at sex, like, I can tell by the way she talks about it. Let me add a few sentences to the drill, in case Dyer gets mad (because the class is kinda loud) and decides to collect it. There! I'm finished, now to see who looks cute today.

As I looked slightly to the right, I think about how Kira has really stepped up her game as far as clothing goes. And she is much cuter than she was last year! We don't speak much anymore either - that died after 9th grade, when I missed YET ANOTHER opportunity! Ugh. I missed a lot of opportunites, like Rachel for example. Well, every possible 'opportunity' after 9th grade wasn't really an opportunity, because those girls would have just been added to my list lol. Sua stops me from doing so much. Not in bad way...I think? I would be going with someone right now, had we been JUST friends. I wonder when I would have broken up with Mone'? Kira's really yellow as shhhh! Lol. "I can be your sunshine" - who is the girl that sings that song with Lil' Flip? Hmph. I could have been her boyfriend...how would my life been different? Would she still be in love with Mari? I wonder how their sex is, because I KNOW they've had it.

Ha, Mari. She's crazy cool. Sometimes, her obsession with the norm of teenages bothers me. And she praises Polo, which also bothers me. "Mari, are you really going to get that silver tooth?" "Yes Yo, it's going to be sexy, watch!" Haha, she's something else. TJ always looks really Stupid, fuckin' diving instructor lol. Micheal is funny stupid. I love calling Chris Micheal - it's become a habit now. Well what do you know, he just said something dumb.

Hey, my hand is up Dyer! Smh, she doesn't like me I think. I remember 9th grade in COPS, after like 1st quarter she would say, "Miles, put your hand down" because I'd always raise it, knowing almost Everything. David was in that class. Ha, second person I met. I wonder if she still doesn't like me? Oh boy, Pap and Aja are having one of their "screw Ms. Dyer, we're going to keep talking" momets. Aja's so cool. She sucks too though, emotional little yeah.

These slideshows are the things from which I learn the most information, in this class. Dyer should make the entire class; discussion and slideshows, or at least integrate them more often. We really are going through a whole class period with this. I need to fully understand those complex punnet squares and probability - I'm trying to get an A this quarter! Speaking of grades, I have my report being: A's, one B, and a C. Hopefully, Moses whips me up a B, making it a's and two B's. I'ma try to stop saying "All A's and one B", because as Someone told me last year, it isn't really ALL a's if you got a B. So, i'ma just say A's, lls.

Sua always takes Forever writing notes, like wow Sua. She has small fingers...is that why her handwriting looks that way? And ha, Sabrina's such a diva; fixing her hair again...I bet she's about to put on lipgloss...wait for it...wait...wait...there it goes! Hahaha; does she have other colors of lipgloss? I never dated a girl who consistently wears a purse...or even talked to one I think? Maybe I need a girly-girl.

Oh wait, I don't think I have that in my notes...let me write it down really quickly. Nicole's saying something to me about how it's funny when Dyer doesn't know about what she's talking. "Hahaha, you can always tell by her face!" And I look at Dyer, and burst out in laughter. She's looking at me. Probably yearning to say, "What the fuck?" Ha! That would be the day she dies. Well, financially - definetly losing the job: I wouldn't even OD. Why is she still looking? I thought this dumb smirk I have on would make her turn away...ok she looked away, good.

Anyways, Stop writing Verbatim Sua! Forman used to say verbatim a lot. Haha, Forman. He's actually really cool - those girls just gave him a hard time. He does suck at answering questions though, lol. "I'm not. Geesh." is what Sua would say if I said, "Wanna take any longer with the notes Sua?" I could say something about her taking notes, but that would be pointless. She should come sit on my lap, haha. The day that happens...well, it has, but not what I'm thinking. Let me ball up this sheet of paper so that I can walk to the trash can - I do that a lot; can't STAND sitting down sometimes.

"Pretty Girls; ask them if them smoke...!" -That guy in Wale's song, who is he? Lol. Kira asked me that the other day. 'Pretty Girls' makes me think about HELLA heads. Ha, Autumn is so so so so cute. I wonder what Pap said in the book about her. Wait, THE BOOK! Pap is slippin'...over here she comes; watch this reply be whack as hell! So I'm flipping pages...I see like 12 sentences, smh. "she's so in love w/ you like physically & emotionally.....lol" ---hmm, that reply wasn't as bad as the other ones! Lol; but I know she tries. I expect too much, smh. She really can't draw that star though? I'll reply in this book later.

Wow, so I see hella chucks in that row - this is why I almost never wear mine. There goes the bell...time for announcements..yay. She always walks by me to turn on the television. I should touch her butt - she would either smile, or OD...it's too early for OD, so I'll just watch. Dyer is crazy about the pledge...of course Nicole isn't standing, for it says "under God" in the pledge. I love that she doesn't like religion, I don't either. =)

"I hear Jersusalem bells, ringing. Roman Cavarly Choirs, singing." Coldplay is so great! I need to download their other albums. Rams TV sucks. The radio crap is Really bad. Oh boy, my manz D Cal ! Hope he doesn't mess up...then again, yeah I do haha. That crap is so funny. Oh boy, what just happened? Ha! That was funny, this guy said, " *Pause*...again? " Lol. That face was P RI C E LE SS! Tashauna sexy ass said that she thinks they don't edit Edem's performance on purpose.

Jasmine's sick again, aww man. =/ She should have been here to see Edem fail. I think Edem thinks she is Easy, because he always touches on her. Or maybe, it's because she doesn't care? I don't know. And there's the bell. I miss walking with Sua to the next class. I always envision us holding hands the entire way to Calc. But she would find some distraction and pull away, aww man. I'll just walk with Ej..."AY Yo E! Come on, Yo."

EJ's such a loyal friend. Not necessarily a good one though, lol sike sike. He just, doesn't care enough to me it seems? But sometimes he does. He's like Sua! This walk to my locker gets longer everyday it seems, lol I sometimes think I've forgotten the combination. But when I remember that the ## is right before ## then I'm good. Ugh. Why is Shakila walking with Sua? That makes me think of some of the influences with which Sua hangs. Shakila's cool, I think, but like, the smokers and drinkers. I can't choose her friends for her, or say anything, but yeah - I'm just scared she's going to get into something. Those sweatpants are working for her today, lol.

This hallway always put Spongebob thoughts in my head: I should run down this hallway saying, "I'm readyy!" one day. And there goes Klawonn standing outside yelling...I'm going to post up against the wall, so he can push me inside...ouch! That hurt a little, lol. And I walk into Calc...


No explanations; that is what goes through my mind. things were left out, unintentionally. oh yeah; my new blog url: mileswashere.tumblr.com --
-em;

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Prelude.


I am here today, to discuss the future of blogging for me. After talking to Dave, and listening to what others want to know about me, I have decided to take my blogging into another direction. Yes, this means that an entire new blog is soon to come. In this blog, I will be focusing on what runs through my mind - many people have expressed confusion about how and what I think. Although Marcus may frown upon my "writing for other people" I, for one, see nothing wrong with helping others in anyway I can. And secondly, writing down how I think about things will hopefully help me understand my thoughts more, while leading me to a point where I can cease to over-think simple concepts when such severe thinking is not necessary.
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My next post, will NOT be my last...this blog isn't going anywhere. I will still post things on here regularly, at least until I deem it obsolete. My next post will give you a glimpse of how things in my new blog, whose title I have yet to devise, will be. The next post, will be the first of many - I will run through a few minutes, or depending how I feel, an entire class period citing for you my thoughts on everything. While it is impossible for me to give you EVERY thought, I will try my best and will NOT censor anything. This post will be about AP Biology. All my other classes will be posted on my new blog. The new blog's url, which may or may NOT be a blogger one, will be given out at the next post's conclusion. *Special thanks to Dave, and all of those who made me realize how important it is, to us both, that I place my exact thoughts on visible ground.
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"They say that the journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step...well, I'm making that first move, one giant leap. Got to start off strong, right?" =]
-em;

Monday, November 9, 2009

Literary Intercourse: Part Two.


Honestly, I never thought that I would make another one of these, lls. That, in my mind, was a one-time affair which appeared Cooler with the "Part One."

Despite that, I wish to discussing blogger, among other things. Now this website has long run off of its course, as far as Popularity and Participation go - yet another disappointment. But, blogs are still some of the most interesting things to read, when they are unscripted and uncensored [not in terms of vulgarity, but in terms of leaving things out in fear of what others will say].

I have yet to reach my desired level of censorship, but am not far from it. Dave expresses this merit of mine wonderfully, as his blogs usually tell us exactly what he wishes to tell. I hope that another outspoken, and relatively new, friend of mine, Nicole, will use her blog to its, and her, potential. I anticipate the day where she just allows her emotions to spill over her keyboard. Pap's return to blogging is quite exciting, for she usually says things in her blogs about which we do not discuss, which I find not surprising.

I've added Twitter [finally] to my arsenal of literary weapons; it should allow me to express myself with so much distraction [Facebook] and will hopefully contain more participation than blogger does now - although I seriously doubt it.

Yes, much of this blog has been "hopefull" and "I wish"...so what about the things that are concrete? Well, Nicole has a blogspot. I have a Twitter. Guess everything wasn't so hypothetical after all?

My next blog, I believe, will have something to do with Girls entirely, a particular girl, or something random like my gripes or having a sense of humor. One of those four topics, lls. I bid you farewell, my friend.
* I might be dropping soley J. Alba, and use random pictures of things I love, while still having her of course.
=]

-em;

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Randomness 114.


So that whole_using the same picture over &over again thing isD E A D;
itried though, lls.

anyways...i'm not sure where i should begin. life is pretty wonderful right now; everyday is filled with something interesting.
like; inow have Modern Warfare 2 [3 days before it officially hits stores].
&; i'm on good terms with people---Pap is truly the best friend for which i could ever ask,
just so you know.
i don't feel like discussing girls really,,,there's WAYYY too much to say,
lls.
like; yeah.
---i will in a blog soon,, though.
[courtesy of the Beloved Sua.]

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***i have been getting Cooler wit Chelbi; she's like_beyondgreat.
[i can't stand talking about "new" girls in my blog, because they somehow become my new "Crush"...EVERY time, lls.]
Jesse McCartney's "Beautiful Soul" (the acoustic version) really does raise my spirits
in the skies. like; it's such an invigorating song that causes my mind and heart to run Rampant.
"Pretty Girls" by Wale is my Theme song, for now.
_like; inow have a reputation among teachers and friends alike of being Girl-Crazy...
Peal called me a "walking hormone"
lls.


when people say things like,
"well, thats your opinion.."
itREALLY_urks me.
like; nigguh i know it's my opinon! stop being soooooIMMATURE just because you don't agree with my opinion,
geesh.

my texting has been increasing lately: kinda.
---istill ignore whack texts, lls...but i'm more forgiving.
[lls] is sooo much Cooler-looking than [lol].
even though it means "laughing like sh*t"
,,,ican ignore the cursing.

theSpongeBobo Truth or Square movieDisappointed the crap outta me;
Patchy the Pirate single-handedly killed it---thanks!
word of advice: don't get too happy about being anyone's friend,
they can and mostly like Will do someting wrong soon.
smh; people.

Dave's little HeartAvenge thing is inspiring---
iwant to start anew;
& not just for any reason either_i'm at the point in my life where ireally don't
care about most people or their thoughts.
*i'm still caring and such, but yeah.


I <3>but she's wrong for saying that she didNothing to provoke
Chris.
NOTstaying afterschool [with purpose] feels sooo weird !
*i feel useless, somewhat.
this is already too long----
to Infinity...&
BEYOND!


-em;

The Accomplice.


I cried last night, felt heartless and cold. I took part in a sin, in a story never told. Adultery is not mine, but it is for she. I was the sideline lover, the husband not-to-be. It's easy to put it in, but so hard to pull out: you know you've crossed the line, once you hear her shout.


Guess I'm no better than the shameful boyfriend...guess I'm no more than the next sin.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

A New Beginning.









Cut the umbilical,


Put on your shades,


To block out the rising Sun.


Fasten your seatbelt,


Tie your left shoe,


For that long walk to work.


Kiss her neck first,





Before the moment starts to fade,





Enjoy it while you can,





A new beginning has begun.



-em;

Monday, November 2, 2009

Pull the Trigger.


I once slept soundly; I never once snored. Then, it hit me - ever so swiftly did it come, yet through many years did it develop. Simple infatuation is how it began, everlasting love is what it became.
A joyous age is in what we once resided; initially, all begins that way.
Ironic, it seems, that something deemed so majestic and widely desired, is actually quite encumbersome and anguishing to the soul.
...
I, for one, am not superhuman. To withstand such deceptive joy, and be met by unsteady moods and undulating affection is by far an infeasible task.
I love you, that much should be clear. But this love, will be the catalyst of my demise. Exhibit some mercy my dear; I wish to be spared from disappointment and torment; I wish to be spared from years of amorous, yet cancerous knives piercing my heart.
...
So, just pull the trigger...

*Pulling the trigger does not literally mean to kill me - it signifies my companion releasing her romanic hold on me. Notice how the "knives" would have "killed" me over many years, yet a gun would end my suffering in an instant.
-em;