The Love Of Our Lives

It was early in my first semester on a Friday, when I first chose to spend a weekend partying with friends outside of Binghamton University's swim team. After a grueling practice, there was a discussion in the locker room about party plans for that night and for the night after. As a shy and modest freshman, I kept my thoughts to myself. Meanwhile, the upper classmen were brainstorming ideas for a party theme. As the team was changing, the brainstorming continued and I unexpectedly got a text message from a Calculus classmate who I met earlier that week. He was inviting me to a social festivity with him and other new classmates of mine that night. At the very moment I finished reading that text, one of the captains shouted, "Hey Artie! You're coming with us, right?" There was an everlasting pause from the moment he said "right?" with inquiry in his voice, making it clear that he was expecting an answer. The demanding question caught me off guard, and I stood there gaping while I was still holding my phone which was still opened to the text message that I just received. There was an awkward pause before I came up with an answer. It took three "Mississippi seconds" of weird silence for everyone in the locker room to look up and stare at me while waiting for a response. For those three long seconds I was unsure of what to say and how to express my true interests. I felt

On Thursday January 29th, 2015 in Glenmont Job Corps I met this young man name Sahr Joe. I was At the Recreation center inside the dance room with a few girls I just met. We were fooling around. Sahr Joe was with a couple of his guy friends playing 2k14 on the ps4. I stopped to use my input brother’s, Justin, phone.

It was a cool spring morning. It was spring break for Upper Arlington. I pulled into the parking lot of the Ohio State University Golf Course. I picked up my clubs from the trunk and made my way to the clubhouse to pay for my round. I then moved onto the locker room to put on my outfit for the day. I walked out and they called my name to the first tee “Nathan the tee is open.” As I was walking up they called another name “Jason”. I looked around and I saw no one walking over. Then I heard a call from the clubhouse. “I’m on my way”. I was nervous because what if this guy was mean and he didn’t like me. I walked up and shook the hand of the worker on the first tee. He said “Have fun today. I know Jason will.” I herd some one call my name in an Australian accent.

It was saturday, October 2016. Me and my friend J.T pulled up to Michael Wood’s house. His mom Alexis was throwing a party. Because Mr.wood just got a promotion at work. And it was their last week here before they moved to Detroit. Over 1,200 miles away from where I live in Miami Florida. J.T and I hang out for most of the party. Until I saw Michael. I wanted to congratulate him and his dad. But it would be too sad. Hey Michael what's up, oh how's it going bro. Nothing much I replied. I really wanted to ask him about his dad's promotion so I

High school relationships are ridiculous because they are only “pretending” to act out the aspects of love when they really don’t know what they are doing. Love, by definition is; “an intense feeling of deep affection”. Between the “I love you’s”, what else is there in a relationship? How can a power so strong be determined within the first week of talking to someone? It can’t, high school is meant for experimenting new things and learning from mistakes that either you or your friends make. High school relationships are overrated because love is not properly defined, attachment causes trust issues, and friendships end over stupid events.

Being teens, it can be easy to confuse love with lust and desire. Lusting is a great need to have sex with a certain person. And desire is almost like lust, but desire is not just with sex, desire can be targeted at either a person, or even an object. The wanting of a person is most common though, like in Romeo and Juliet, where Romeo lusts after Juliet after seeing her at a party. And in fact, we can even connect a saying into this, we all know the saying "Love at first sight," but that may not truly exist. It could, and probably should be known as "lust at first sight," but not love. I don't think you can walk into a building see someone and immediately fall in love with them, at least I hope not you'd be known as a Romeo.

So after the football game this Friday (Warriors won 26-13 against Manchester) I went to half apps with my friends. The place was packed with everyone who's game just ended so Veronica and I went in to see how long the wait was. When we walked in a found a wallet on the bench so I picked it up to see whose it was. AND GUESS WHATTTTT the student ID inside said “Marissa Malloy”, isn't that crazy? But at that point I had no idea who she was because I never knew her name so I yelled “Marissa?!” just to see who would answer and she was like “Oh my god your brother went into the marines with my brother Brandon”.

It hadn’t been more than a month or two after my first semester at college started. I was doing something on my laptop, sketching, coding, something or another. I looked down at my phone to see a message from one of my best friends, you all know him as OptionalSauce. He asked me about a game he recommended me a few months back, Katawa Shoujo. We messaged each other

I’d wake up ready for a good day and few people would make an effort to talk to me, I felt alone and I didn’t know how to fix it. Then there was that guy…. Every morning he sat across the cafeteria and stared at me with those dark piercing eyes. It should have creeped me out, but I don’t know why it interested me so much, maybe because he was the only person who seemed to give me any attention at all. The third week of school I decided enough was enough, I was going to go talk to this guy. I wanted to know what about me made me worth staring at. When I got to school that morning I went straight to where he stands leaning against the wall, but he wasn’t there. I stopped and looked around and felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see him looking down at me, he wasn’t smiling, he didn’t seem to have any emotion on his face whatsoever. I was caught off guard by him standing so close to me. “um, hi.” I murmured. His lip twitched into a smirk. “Hi.” He responded and continued to stare at me with a lack of emotion. “I’m…. I”m Rose.” I managed to stutter out, I don’t know what about this boy made me so nervous. He seemed to mule over my name when I gave it to him. “Rose? Cute.” I could feel my cheeks grow warm at his compliment. “Oh thanks. I don’t like it much, I don’t think it matches my personality very much, plus people tell me that it’s a boys name although it’s clearly a unise name.” I rambled. He cocked his head to the side. “I think it’s a lovely name, I’m Daniel.” The bell started to ring and i adjusted my bag on my shoulder. “Well i guess i need to get to class now.” I said. I turned to start to my class and he grabbed my hand. “Skip with me.” he said as though it wasn’t a big deal. I had never skipped a class before, I had never intentionally done anything bad at school before. I stared at him for a moment and then pulled my hand away. “I…. I really can’t. I have a test today. I have to go.” I ran off to

You’re a freshman right now. You’re soft, sensitive, and vulnerable. You’ll meet a girl who happens to be four years older than you. You’ll give her all of your heart. You will open up to her and believe every word she tells you, most of which turn out to be lies. You’ll start lying to your family because of her. She’ll demand you stop talking to friends that she doesn’t like. She will be the reason you let your grades drop. She will have complete and utter control over you, but you won’t notice, nor believe it if someone told you at that time.

Valentine’s day of my sophomore year started out like any typical school day. I worked my way through class after class forcing myself to stay awake as I anticipated the cheesy Valentine’s day plans awaiting for me and my significant other. By the time fourth period rolled around, I was dozing off in band, but my cellular device chiming with urgency awoke me. Chelsea Davis, an old friend of mine, was blowing up my phone with text after text asking me to answer quickly. Hastily, I texted Chelsea with a brief, “Hello. She soon replied back by saying, “I need to tell you some bad news...do you remember Brooklyn Kress?” My heart started to beat briskly as I began to fear what she was going to tell me next. The following two words her fingers carelessly typed were going to haunt me for the next seven

The type of people I enjoy spending time with are real down to0 earth people who like to have fun. I love to hang around people that are brave enough to do more things than me. Someone who is not scared to take risks in life, but also knows there limit as well. Not saying that I love people who gets in to trouble all the time, but they help you to be more open- minded to life. Those people like that can look back one day and not regret any chances that they talked about taking and never did. People whom live in the moment and not worry about what tomorrow might bring. I love real genuine, caring people who is not scared to speak their mind. Special qualities that not only will they hurt with the truth, but they are also there to pick you up when you fall. Having people like that in your life is a blessing meeting people with real loyalty is rare. Those are once in a lifetime people that you may not get a chance to meet every day. I have always been a shy person, but only shy until you meet me. Anyone who has ever got to know me personally knows how hard I love for people and care for them, always a shoulder to cry on, as well as a “honest ear”. I tend to always care what people say and how they judge me. That’s why I only enjoy certain qualities in people, someone who can bring me out my shell at times. Always having someone to tell me how the sky is the limit, and you are open to become whatever you want in the world. With anyone,

There’s usually not a lot of words that I could use to describe myself whenever people ask me to tell them about who I am, but for this letter I’ll make it work! I guess I could start by telling you a few things about my family, so here I go. I live with both of my parents and siblings in a quite small house with a German Shepherd dog. As you know, both of my siblings--- Augustus and Ellen--- graduated here in DMCI a few years ago. They’re doing really great in university, well except when they have exams because they tend to stress a lot. I’ve done many things with my siblings, and I guess that’s the reason why I got to know and got the chance face my fears. As for my parents, they exposed me to different things in life that I could potentially love or hate, which is what made me who I am today. While everyone else made me realize the important things in life and that is living your life to the fullest, just like the summer I had this year.

Yeah, I don’t really know what I am doing with myself anymore. When we started dating I was confused and scared. I pushed you away. I know and I feel horrible about it. I didn’t mean to but I just didn’t know how to express my feelings for you and I don’t do well with embarrassment or compliments. And It’s easy for me to get embarrassed when someone I like says something nice to me or about me. Later on I heard that you had done some unfavorable things to people I was close to and I became conflicted. Then my friend told me that he wished for me to break up with you. We talk often about me breaking up with you. People thought that I didn’t really love you, to be honest I wasn’t really sure if I loved you. Then thanksgiving came around and I couldn’t see you or talk to you everyday, so I wished to see you everyday. Though that didn’t come through because I ignored you. Though it wasn’t intentional at first as time passed I was afraid of answering you because I didn’t know what to say. I stopped talking because you insisted on buying me a Christmas gift. Which is a nice gesture but I didn’t want you to buy me anything because I was fine with just having you. The last day we were together Jaden said you were upset with me and I understood why I mean I did ignore you that that hurt you so much. But when you said you would ignore me the rest of the day it made me really upset, Instead of being mature and ignoring that comment since I knew you weren’t going to

It was another hot day in the month of August. As I gingerly stepped out of the baby blue Toyota Avalon, my forehead was already forming little droplets of sweat. I wasn’t perspiring because of the humidity levels, it was the fact that I was about to start my first day at a new school. It’s an intimidating experience going to school with people you don’t know but, also worthwhile because we have the chance to make new friends. Anyway, as I stepped into the “newly renovated” building, I was utterly disappointed with the size of it. On the outside it looked like a decent size building but that was not the case inside. After analyzing the building I quickly shrugged my shoulders and walked upstairs to my homeroom. As I reached the room my nostrils sensed a foul smell. This scent carried a mixture of bleach, sweat, and the outdoors. So while I was trying to avoid smelling this awful scent a short, husky kid about my age walked towards me. This kid named Kiante was a mess. First of all, this kid stunk. He had a small bleach stain on his shorts, his Jordan’s were fake, and his hair was nappy. So as Jordan started to approach me I was trying to look for a way to avoid him. Unfortunately, that didn 't happen so he started talking to me. From that little conversation I could tell that this dude was pretty cool. So I hung out with him and that day had to be one the best school days in my life. The funny thing is, this kid that I had already prejudged