No dating, no social life "Just study...it's your first year"

Ah the wisdom or something like that. I am restricted to having no dates, social life etc. My parents are preventing me and the problem is that I am not allowed to stand on my two feet because I can't. I am already in debt because of school. Sigh. I don't really want to date. It's just sucks because of the restriction. If I could date there is no one I want to date because I am still letting my pathetic heart heal from losing the guy I thought that would be part of my future. Ah don't cry for me. I just have to keep busy. Some times I think God is cruel when it comes to my heart. Why have it if it keeps breaking.

I would like to not give up on love but I'm seriously giving up on it. I think I just want to get so busy with school that I don't have time to love. Love is well over rated right?

I am not even sure what my life will be like, if I really have time to have love sigh.

There is this guy. With a great smile. Don't know nothing about him. He always comes late to class. I think what I noticed about him was that he had this amazing smile. I felt like I wanted to get to know him. He reminds me a little about my ex-boyfriend. He's tall, and he's in the same faculty as me. He's a quiet guy or at least that's why I think of him. I can't stop thinking about him since I talked to him in the hall. I must have sound dumb.
Sigh I just got to forget him.

Ten things I hate about you

Why is love so hard to get over?

10 things I hate about you poem

I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots

and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way youre always right,

I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when youre not around,

and the fact that you didnt call.

But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,

not even close

not even a little bit

not even at all.

Yellow

Well here I am. Always here but then again not here enough. Presentation, well I am done. It's been a month before I had to finally let go. Trying the whole new begining thing. I've think I've come to the point where I know I can't or won't change. I will ever be known as the library kid. The one who decides upon living life in the shell.

Do you know what life is like sometimes? I always wondered if these insecurities would fall short of who've I been and stuff.

Can life be summed up in two words?