9.29.13: T.O.D. Time Management

So, today we’re going to talk about irresponsibility because that’s what 98% of college students are.

Granted, I am one…so maybe I don’t have the room to talk but it has recently come to my attention that the lack of responsibility has become greater and greater.

First of all, I’d like to further your knowledge on my background. I am part of six on-campus clubs and organizations, as well as a Division1 athlete, I also work as a student-volunteer in my athletic department and I babysit at least three nights a week.

With that being said, it PEEVES me when I hear someone tell me that they can’t come to work because “they have homework to do.” Let’s all be honest, it’s a Sunday; you don’t have any homework. Nor do you plan on doing any homework. We all know that you’re hung-over. We’re not stupid.

Also, it won’t make or break you to take two hours out of your day to come to work…maybe if this were finals week…But it’s not.

You signed up and gave a commitment and now you have other people, people like me, who you expect to cover your crap. Good looks, kids. Good looks.

Words can’t express my disappointment in these people. Learn to time-manage. 

9.19.13: Colin

I'm a god damn mess.
It's not your fault.
But now you're just a statistic,
striped of your joyful uniqueness.
And I wish you were still here.
Because we all miss you so much.
and it hurts...but you knew hurt, didn't you?
and I wish you had told me.
and I wish I had known.
But now you're my angel.
and how lucky am I that I
have you to look over me?

9.18.13: Longing

And how selfish of me to think that

I can make you bend to me…

Except all I need right now is you.

But you have your own agenda, as you should.

But all I need right now is you.

And my heart aches and it longs for you.

But I can’t ask that of you.

And the words are on the tip of my tongue,

Ready to ask you to stay…

But I bite down hard,

Letting you go your own way. 

9.18.13: Ghosts

I pinched together the skin between
my eyebrows and my nose
to stop the pounding.
And then I could feel his hand touch
my shoulder and he whispered to me,
"Why? Why are you doing that?"
As if he were actually there.

9.10.13: Trouble

And I'm in trouble now
because you've got my heart
and I see no end in sight.
And that scares me now
because I can't afford to lose you
and I might.
And I'm too invested now
because I love too big
and all my efforts go to you.
And I love you now
because you're everything that I've ever wanted
and I'm scared that I'm not enough to keep you here.
And I'm in trouble now
because you've got my heart
and I see no end in sight.

9.6.13: Punishment Sprints

Okay, so once again, this semester, I'll be taking a writing course and luckily for all of you, it actually might be relevant to this blog! It's a creative writing poetry course so basically every time I have an assignment, you'll all get to see what I'll be submitting for a grade...so please; let's hope that I do well.
Here is my first poem of the semester, titled: Punishment Sprints.
For a brief overview of what my poem is about, my coach has made my team run for the entire practice for the past three days. We haven't picked up our lacrosse sticks all week. Hopefully, you can all see the imagery that I'm trying to illustrate here:

Hot sun. Burnt shoulders.
Sweat dripping everywhere.
Short, shallow breaths, gasping for air.
On the endline, we all line up, waiting for the next whistle.
Crouched low like a panther, ready to fire our muscles.
Blinking as if in slow motion;
its over before it began.
Exhaustion is slowly setting in.
I glance up at the clock: two hours have passed.
On the endline, we all line up, waiting for the next whistle.