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Even A Diary Gives Beautiful Emotions - A Short Story
Even A Diary Gives Beautiful Emotions
By Matthew Del Rosario
March 22, 2010
Why did they fall in love? Maybe it was because she understood him. His thoughts flowed through her, and came out clearer than he ever could have imagined. His emotions too. He understood himself better after their talks. He felt revived.
Sometimes they would talk about love life. Not always his, but other people’s love lives. The ones he could relate to anyway. Bitter. Emo. Wrist slashing love lives. Then there were the happy ones. Life in full color. Nothing else mattering except the love that picked them up and brought them soaring to the skies. And then there was perfect love. The love that only God can give. That was the one he enjoyed talking about with her the most.
She was his diary. He wasn’t very good with words, but they lit up the stars together. His life was reflected in their relationship. And he fell in love with her.
They talked about her a lot to. Not her…a different her. But she didn’t mind. They tuned their thoughts as one. He fell in love with many girls, and she was there for all of it; there for him.
They found the window into the lives of others, whether he could related to it or not. Words of emotions, words of feelings. Even without words at times. A song. What does a song sound like? Is it played, or kept inside? Is it rocked out to, and not caring what the world says? They see it. Even if you are wearing earphones, they see the way you move.
And he didn’t care. That’s what love is, he said. “Giving up your life for someone and not caring what the world thinks of you.”
He expressed his emotions through their talks. There was something that made it special. Even A Diary Gives Beautiful Emotions. But this was more. This was more.
By Matthew Del Rosario
March 22, 2010
Why did they fall in love? Maybe it was because she understood him. His thoughts flowed through her, and came out clearer than he ever could have imagined. His emotions too. He understood himself better after their talks. He felt revived.
Sometimes they would talk about love life. Not always his, but other people’s love lives. The ones he could relate to anyway. Bitter. Emo. Wrist slashing love lives. Then there were the happy ones. Life in full color. Nothing else mattering except the love that picked them up and brought them soaring to the skies. And then there was perfect love. The love that only God can give. That was the one he enjoyed talking about with her the most.
She was his diary. He wasn’t very good with words, but they lit up the stars together. His life was reflected in their relationship. And he fell in love with her.
They talked about her a lot to. Not her…a different her. But she didn’t mind. They tuned their thoughts as one. He fell in love with many girls, and she was there for all of it; there for him.
They found the window into the lives of others, whether he could related to it or not. Words of emotions, words of feelings. Even without words at times. A song. What does a song sound like? Is it played, or kept inside? Is it rocked out to, and not caring what the world says? They see it. Even if you are wearing earphones, they see the way you move.
And he didn’t care. That’s what love is, he said. “Giving up your life for someone and not caring what the world thinks of you.”
He expressed his emotions through their talks. There was something that made it special. Even A Diary Gives Beautiful Emotions. But this was more. This was more.
What i learned from late night paper writing
Cobra – 12:30am. Doesn’t taste so good but I could feel the energy rush right away. I was beginning to feel hyper, and it was showing in my actions. I know that if I didn’t suppress it, I would have gotten an even higher rush.
Xplode – 1:30am. Tastes like really sweet coke. I didn’t get much of an energy rush, and I found myself having to pee a lot more often. As in a lot more often! Maybe 2 or 3 times just from that one bottle. Kept me awake but I didn’t feel the high that cobra gave. I still felt like Matt, not Batista.
…it’s 3:30am and I’m not tired. Either Xplode is really good or it’s because I mixed it so soon after Cobra…
…it’s 4am now and I am debating if I should still try sting…I’m finished with my assignment already…
Sting – drank sting during the day. It sucked. It tastes great, but gives me zero energy. I just get heart palpitations. I drank it and still ended up sleeping. I gave it one more chance a few days later…same result.
I’m willing to give Xplode another go. Cobra is still the most effective of the three. I just don’t know how long the energy lasts.
Xplode – 1:30am. Tastes like really sweet coke. I didn’t get much of an energy rush, and I found myself having to pee a lot more often. As in a lot more often! Maybe 2 or 3 times just from that one bottle. Kept me awake but I didn’t feel the high that cobra gave. I still felt like Matt, not Batista.
…it’s 3:30am and I’m not tired. Either Xplode is really good or it’s because I mixed it so soon after Cobra…
…it’s 4am now and I am debating if I should still try sting…I’m finished with my assignment already…
Sting – drank sting during the day. It sucked. It tastes great, but gives me zero energy. I just get heart palpitations. I drank it and still ended up sleeping. I gave it one more chance a few days later…same result.
I’m willing to give Xplode another go. Cobra is still the most effective of the three. I just don’t know how long the energy lasts.
My thoughts for today
Isn't it funny how we don't realize someone exists until we meet them? We don't realize that their life has been going on for probably just as long as ours. They've been through their own drama and stuff. Everyone has their own past and their own deep struggles.
With some people, you don't really feel compelled to know their past. With others, you want to know them. There is someone deep inside of them, the real them.
For me, i am someone who is really passive. I like to take things easy. I like to have fun. i like to play tony hawk at 2am in the morning, and play guitar at 7am. I'm responsible tho. I can't stand knowing that there is something i have to do that i haven't done. I like to do advanced work. I care for people. I want what's best for them over what's best for myself, especially for my friends. Im insecure about who i am, and i often compare myself to other people. I never good enough that way. I'm never the best at anything. But i try hard. and i hope that's enough.
People say im quiet. i am. people say im a good friend. and that's all ive ever been. never anything more. even if i wanted to. I'm emo....meaning emotional. i'm usually forgotten, but that's ok too. I feel like i have to look out for number one because no one else will, but i always end up making myself number 10 because i care for others too much. I want to find the right person for me. And i just hope im the right person for her. i don't want to make a mistake. Its ok if i get hurt, as long as i don't hurt anyone else. I want to be a good friend to everyone, and i feel like crap when i fail them.
Most of all, i want to live my life the way God wants me to. And that's the hardest. It sucks because im never good enough. But God is fixing me. that's something i have to learn to think about. i always say "ill fix it." but it's really god who will. I want to live my life for him. I want to be what he wants me to be. and i want to think im trying hard, but im not yet giving him what he deserves. :( But im trying. At least i hope i really am. He's the most important part of my life because He is my life. Without God i have no life.
Anyway, that's a bit about me. Im matt. I try to keep things simple even when they're not.
Who are you? deep down. Who is the real you? and will you trust me enough to let me know?
With some people, you don't really feel compelled to know their past. With others, you want to know them. There is someone deep inside of them, the real them.
For me, i am someone who is really passive. I like to take things easy. I like to have fun. i like to play tony hawk at 2am in the morning, and play guitar at 7am. I'm responsible tho. I can't stand knowing that there is something i have to do that i haven't done. I like to do advanced work. I care for people. I want what's best for them over what's best for myself, especially for my friends. Im insecure about who i am, and i often compare myself to other people. I never good enough that way. I'm never the best at anything. But i try hard. and i hope that's enough.
People say im quiet. i am. people say im a good friend. and that's all ive ever been. never anything more. even if i wanted to. I'm emo....meaning emotional. i'm usually forgotten, but that's ok too. I feel like i have to look out for number one because no one else will, but i always end up making myself number 10 because i care for others too much. I want to find the right person for me. And i just hope im the right person for her. i don't want to make a mistake. Its ok if i get hurt, as long as i don't hurt anyone else. I want to be a good friend to everyone, and i feel like crap when i fail them.
Most of all, i want to live my life the way God wants me to. And that's the hardest. It sucks because im never good enough. But God is fixing me. that's something i have to learn to think about. i always say "ill fix it." but it's really god who will. I want to live my life for him. I want to be what he wants me to be. and i want to think im trying hard, but im not yet giving him what he deserves. :( But im trying. At least i hope i really am. He's the most important part of my life because He is my life. Without God i have no life.
Anyway, that's a bit about me. Im matt. I try to keep things simple even when they're not.
Who are you? deep down. Who is the real you? and will you trust me enough to let me know?
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Messiah Students Wallpapers 2
If any of you want me to make some more, just message me. Don't post it in the comments. ummmm...I think it'd be cool if you guys don't request yourselves, but request me to make for another student. I think its cool to see people request for you. hehe. so i won't be taking requests of people asking for themselves, just for other students. Anyway i hope you enjoy looking at these just as much as i enjoyed making them!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Messiah Students Wallpapers. Batch 1 =D
So i was up late at night studying and i decided to make these to relax. :D If any of you want me to make some more, just message me. Don't post it in the comments. ummmm...I think it'd be cool if you guys don't request yourselves, but request me to make for another student. I think its cool to see people request for you. hehe. so i won't be taking requests of people asking for themselves, just for other students. Anyway i hope you enjoy looking at these just as much as i enjoyed making them!
18 minus 2
been reading stories by my classmates for our lit class. some are pretty good. anyway i decided to write another just for fun. super short lang :)
18 minus 2
Matthew Del Rosario
March 8, 2010
He took all her pictures down and stared at the pile of old letters she had given him. He knew what was in them. But that was gone now. He wanted to burn them all. He knew it would hurt, but somehow the drama was exactly what he wanted.
Inbox. Delete all read messages? He watched the number count down to zero. No more “good night”, “love you”, “I miss you”, “We’re gonna make it through anything. Promise.”
The same went for his email, his multiply, his facebook, even his friendster. All the pictures. All the blog entries.
He hit play on his ipod. When you go, don’t ever think I’ll make you try to stay. A smile came across his face. And maybe when you get back, I’ll be off to find another way.
He opened his eyes and stared at the pictures on his wall. The gaping feeling in his chest still remained. He felt empty, as though he was in a dream with no meaning. If only it was that easy. But why couldn’t it be? The scars faded. So could this.
He took all her pictures down and stared at the pile of old letters she had given him.
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