A Day in the Life of a Master(s) of Education

Who are you? What have you become? For you are no longer the one I loved, the one who held my hand and calmed my fears, the one who always wiped my tears. Now you've become the source of so much pain, like ice water running through my veins. You are not who you once were, all of a sudden clothes and shoes matter, but I was there when two pennies was all we had together. Why have you become this man I can't stand who no longer makes me smile? Why can't we go back to who we once were, when you were my man and I was your girl? When oceans parted in our paths when a simple look, a shared secret made us laugh. Why am I now the one left out? Can you tell me what's that about? Who are you? Can you tell me when my heart became your punching bag and your "love" the gloves? Since when did loving someone hurt more that it healed? Why is your love leaving me tired and drained? Why do you not notice how I'm in pain? The person you used to be could see the sad in my eye...

Hello out there blogger world...it's been a longtime. So let me catch you up, I had my 20th birthday come and go and let me tell you being 2 decades old aint no joke, I feel like adulthood is right around the corner waiting for me, especially because I'm a junior even though the university has me listed as a senior....long story. So after the big birthday were finals...my favorite time of the year(bullshit). Finals weren't so bad, in fact I've found that if you pay attention during most of the school year finals are just a review....lol what a silly notion though, paying attention in class I laugh in your face hahahahahaha. So then I went home which btw in case you haven't been keeping up its now December some time. I get home looking forward to a relatively relaxing break, mostly sleeping, eating, and watch our new 250 channel TV, with a few days of work sprinkled here and there. For the most part that's how break went until Christmas week....my laptop broke, I...