Seeds

I have not written a new poem in so long, and i've felt terrible about it. I was lost and lacked motivation. Well, my birthday is in 40 minutes, and I felt that it was only right to right a new poem to end 2008 and bring in my birthday. I wrote this straight through no stops so I hope anyone reading this likes it.

I was taught the pain of heartbreak in the year of 2008,

Tears of pain and joy washed away landscapes of immaturity

As demolition crews squandered time and energy,

and watched me as I took upon my shoulders their burdens.

Atlas’ last son,

I carried the weight of my hopes and dreams,

Building muscles and relying on the strength of my character,

Until I became a free mason and freed myself of the cracks in my fortitude,

Fortifying my determination and ascending to new planes of imagination.

Imagining myself as a hero that uplifts those within the void of heartache,

A void that shares similarities and connects hearts in the wake of destruction

An oxymoron that belies its true intent of forging bonds,

Words flow through the essence of those with the ears to listen,

Not just hearing but breathing in the antibodies,

that are subtle and masked in the shroud of words.

Losing sight of what ails me and embracing what ails society,

Blind to the fact that life blows through me like a maelstrom,

Searching frantically for the eye of the storm, and being disillusioned

By the façade that I use to fool myself that this is a fairy tale,

And has a happy ending.

Riding through storybooks without my red hood to hide me

from the eyes I see in the mirror that reflects only the heartache,

of loving so hard that my words are clogged in my mind

And can’t find the path to enlightenment that will grant inner piece,

to the puzzle that came without all the pieces.

Piecing together the pieces to a poet fragmented,

Scattered and thrown to the wind and like pollen,

Being used to cultivate the minds of everyone in need,

of motivation to flower, and one day succeed.

Tears of pain and joy nourished my desire to be happy,

Saturating the soil in which I planted my love,

Turning myself into a gardener and weeding out weeds,

that choked the seeds of progress.

The Worst Possible end to 2008

I must have been a mass murderer in a past life because I have the worst luck ever. My Sunday night started out boring and ended up escalating to painfully awful. I discovered that someone may have put sugar in my gas tank. Let me tell you how I came to this conclusion.

Last night around 11:30 I was heading out to go bowling with my friends up the street from my house and discovered that my gas tank on my car was open. I tried closing it and it wouldn't close. I was being completely oblivious to the situation still. My next deductive clue was that my car was covered with a white substance. Now it could have been frost, but I had just washed my car yesterday and the rest of my vehicle was still spotless. Next, I looked down and saw a pile of powdery white substance next to left tire with a green scoop sticking out. The scoop resembled something that you would use to build a sand castle at the beach.

With my hand I felt around the gas cap, and behold it was sugar. Ugh. My response was something like this.......NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
It was the worst possible thing that someone could do. They could have broke my windows, slashed my tire, or even keyed my car and it still wouldn't have been as bad as sugar.

Now, due to the ignorance of some people I have to spend a lot of money on my car, hundreds of dollars that I don't have. I'm sure we all agree that this is pretty terrible. I will be carless for a few weeks now until my school gets all this financial aid together and sends out these refund checks, which, I hope, is very soon. So let us have a moment of silence to mourn my baby, the 1998 Intrigue. I am hoping the resurrection fee will not be as expensive as predicted.

Oh, BTW this happened 2 days before my birthday. Ugh 2008 sucks!

Bored on Sunday...ugh!

I'm bored right now and its sad. I really should not b bored while I'm home from school. It just seems to defeat the purpose of being on winter break. To me winter break should be refreshing, but there is nothing invigorating about tonight.

So let's break down the scenario:I have a full tank of gas. I have money in my pocket.I have nothibg but free time,yet,obviously, I must be missing a crucial component to making this equation equal fun.

There is only so many times I can watch wall-E.Wait, that statement is entirely false.I love that adorable robot. I think I just want someone with me. Not neccessarily a girlfriend, just a friend. Someone to enjoy the same atmosphere as me, and it wouldn't help if this friend was a girl and cute lol.

Well, I think ill be broke after my birthday on wednesday so I plan on leaving chicago friday so I can work next monday and have an income eventually. Well, that's all until my year end reflection. I got the idea to do one from lizzy. Her year was great, I hope mine has as many bright spots when I look back.

Sometimes reminiscing is a rough process. Do you remember the time.....

How serious do people take facebook?

So, my friend and I decided to be engaged on facebook just so that we can cause a huge uproar. So far its working quite well. I hate to think that various social networks have this much control and influence in our lives. As a society we have digressed to the point where we believe everything that is online(Wikipedia). The internet is a hub of deceit and spawns a dyadic withdrawal not from our friends, but from the reality of truth that is presented with face to face discourse. Well, I'm waiting for the angry. shocked, and maybe appalled reactions that will come from this experiment.

Wait, there is other news; I received a 3.1 GPA for the semester. Three cheers for Jeremiah Pierre Willis. I worked hard this semester, well, I worked hard when I attended class. I honestly wish I would have went to class more because I could have done so much better, and I would have had less stress during finals week. Ugh. I just made myself sad reminiscing about how much finals sucked.

Due to my hard work I will keep my scholarship and get another refund check that will go towards bills and fixing my car up. So once again three cheers for who? That's right, me! I'm proud of myself because this is my first semester above a 3.0(last semester was a 2.9). The grades are as followed: A- in mythology, A- in Social Inequalities, B- in Television Production, and C+ in Social Psychology. Next semester I'm shooting for a 3.5, and maybe the Dean's list. Like dude from the waterboy said. " You can do it."

Marry X-mas everyone. I hope everyone is satisfied with the holiday season and my birthday is officially 6 days away, December 31st. Presents are appreciated lol.

Train ride Over

Coldest Winter

Omg, Chicago is so cold. Yesterday I received my forecast from the most accurate of sources, weather.com, and I was informed that it was 5 degrees outside but felt like -20. That is ridiculous cold weather. I'm little and skinny and thus have less insulation than most people. I hated being outside, but my dislike of staying in the house bored motivated me to venture out into the blistering environment ( I think I have mild hypothermia).

Well, school is officially over and I think I will come out pretty well. There is only one problem. My teacher supposedly finished all her grading and my grade for my last paper isn't up. She informed us on blackboard that one paper was missing a name. Omg am I really that dense. I emailed her thrice and gave her a copy of my paper to prove that I did it. Now I just need a response and a grade. I think I'll have a 3.0-3.1 gpa for the semester. Yay for last minute grinding.

I'm glad to be home, and love seeing my people.. Oh, and yea it feels great to finally post again on blogspot. Hope you enjoyed the trainride. Bye.

Wondering how would life be if I had mistletoe over my head 24/7

The school year is slowly coming to a close, and I can honestly say that I am extremely pleased. My love for the University of Missouri is still there, but this semester's experiences have taught me so many long life lessons. I have endured so much. I have watched as so many good things have slipped from my grasp, and I really don't know if I should have tried to hold on. Maybe that was my problem, I shouldn't have tried to hold on. I was resentful that this school year was not as great as previous years. Academically I'll come out on top again I suppose. I doubt my gpa will be below a 2.9, but socially and emotionally this has been a trying time in my life. 

So I guess I will not be vague in this post because I need to let go, and the only way for me to release all the negativities invading my mind is to use my words to cleanse my spirit. No, I will not be writing a long emotional poem, or a heartbreaking ode to what life was like 2 years ago when all my friends were still at school, or I had my girlfriend that I still love, but refuse to dwell in that state anymore. 

This semester there was some good. I finally have a car. No longer am I needing rides to and from places. I'd rather be the one scoopin vs. being scooped. I was able to see my brother at his school for the first time, and enjoy everything a University of Illinois homecoming has to offer. Wait...it gets better my brother came to see me for my homecoming a week later. We saw Common in concert, and pretty much got it crackin for a whole weekend. 

After that weekend came the gap in good times. It was all about school until Thanksgiving break, and once that break came all the Bro's drove to see our brother Kyle in Michigan. We kicked it hard for that weekend, and for the remaining time we had together in the Chi. It was great being home. 

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Back to the reality of school at Mizzou. Since Thanksgiving break i've been ready to go back home. This semester needs to come to a close....naw scratch that, this year needs to come to a close. Me and my friend Kirsten were discussing our theory that 2008 has not been the year for relationships. We've both broken up with our significant others and seen a lot of our friends end their own relationships. We officially decided to not invest in a relationship until 2009, and ironically my birthday ends this year, so I get to start a new year fresh. I'll be 21 and can focus on reaching my dreams. 

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Ok, random tangent, I have met someone who is exactly like me. We have the same birthday, like cartoons(specifically anything disney), and just click so well. She's actually one gorgeous female who I only want as a friend right now. Honestly, I just want a friend because thats what I need. Its scary to find someone who reminds me of how I am every time we talk. Its actually refreshing. If you've been following my posts she's the friend who I wrote the poem with a few days ago. So, everything seems so good, and I feel that we have potential in every area and so does she. There is only one problem, she has a ex-bf who may reclaim the boyfriend label, and I doubt us being really good friends is going to pick up like I want. Well, i'll just have to see. We both live in Chicago so I may see her once or twice(more if I'm lucky) while we're home. 

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Next, I've been sick for the whole weekend; yet, I still managed to subdue my cold and go out friday, saturday, and sunday. I'm glad I did because on friday my friend Jared through a house party that was more fun than any official party I've been to all semester. On Saturday I went to my friend's graduation/birthday party and that was cool. I followed up that party with an Alpha party, and did not have a great time. I spent the whole time on my phone using yahoo messenger to talk to the friend that I was referring to earlier. It was a good yahoo conversation lol. 

Well, this is my last week at school, and then I wave farewell for an entire month. I have one final on wednesday, and just have to stay here until I get paid on friday. I plan on going home and seeing all my friends. Visiting all the people who miss me, and just relaxing. I need a break from the madness of school life, I hope that next semester and next year is so much more fun and stress free.  I want more from my time at school. I want more fun, a opportunity to finally get down with my favorite organization, and just want to see the spring bring out the best in people. 

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Note for Lizzy if she reads all of this:

So my tire blew out while I was on the expressway. I think I just don't need to drive anymore ever. I have to go get a new tire today at some point. It sucks to have to keep replacing one tire at a time, but I don't have the funds to by a whole set. I hope your car has been brought back to life, and that everything works out with the family and everything else. We all need some joy an d a relieve of the stress that plagues us with every turn we make. 

Poetry is ....

...A bridge into someone's soul. 

I just had the best time writing a poem with my friend Serena. We each took turns writing one line over yahoo messenger, I wrote the first line and she wrote the second, and we just continued like that.  I feel the poem is great even though we are not finished, but she said she needed to go to sleep. Well, here is the part we did tonight. I hope you enjoy reading our love child as much as we loved making it.

I saw greatness in her, I saw my inner being embodied in a soul as deep as mine

Listening to such a beautiful voice as our thoughts intertwined

Waves of familiarity crashed upon me and washed away all doubts, leaving behind feelings of passion that were sublime, 

Walking along an unfamiliar path with only smiles and laughs, wondering if it was ok to call him mine

Rejoicing in the fact that she was near and I could hold her, cherishing her sweet aroma as I inhaled all of her time after time

Sharing a kiss so deep it wasn't long after that I realized the ecstasy that began to empower my heart at the drop of a dime, 

Uniting our heart so that we never missed a beat of each other's life, reaching a blurring of thoughts and colors that lines couldn't confine,

Realizing that it was the passion our hearts longed for and could no longer divide with those who we could no longer confide...in. 

Entrusting my dreams in the hope, of us, realizing that I've found someone who can read between the lines of my heart and see not only where I finish but where I start, 

Hoping that this erupting passion that has opened to our horizon finally brings from within a new life that shall never end, 

Fusing my love for creativity with her love for life until we give birth to a union that is devoid of pain and strife, cherishing the thoughts of where our passion will send us, 

Through the thick heaven clouds a love so strong would certainly unfold, 

Antonym of yin and yang, but still complimentary to the point that when I breath she breaths, and in our breast we hold a greatness that to others we refuse to divulge. 

What Else is There to do?

Lil Wayne is so hilarious when he's high. Check him out and his views on Sarah Palin

Pierre is Jeremiah

I am having a semi-financial collapse, but at the moment my nonchalant and optimistic nature is kicking in. I have been strapped for cash before and somehow I have pulled through. Oh, there has been times when I have needed help from friends or family, but this time I need to pull myself through it. Sadly, I might have to give up my baby, my wii. That is my heart, but I'ma let it go and adopt a PS3 next semester. 

So, I never did recap my Thanksgiving break did I? Rhetorical questions are the best, but my break away from the University of Missouri was fantastic. Fantastic, that's a word I don't use to much. Fantastic is along the same lines as awesome, and those words are not relevant right now. Everything is usually just decent, but being home in Chicago was like taking a direct shot of vitamin C to my immune system. I needed to escape the desolate landscape of school life. 

Over break I went to Michigan for a weekend, and when that trip was done I kicked it so hard with my boys. We went out to eat, kicked it at the mall, and just did everything possible. I ate sooo much and basically finally was able to relax. I let the 10 days I was away from school ease my mind and reinvigorate my soul. It was great!

Now I'm back at school and ready to leave. I have basically a little less than three weeks, and then I will be able to return to my favorite city. I just love being around my friends, and actually having fun because this semester was not fun. At least it wasn't as fun as previous years at school. I wish I could slide back to September of 2006. That was when all my friends were still here, and there was rarely a slow day. I have seen some of my best friends walk away from school. Candice, Vince, Eric, and many others have vacated for one reason or another. 

I plan on graduating from this school. I refuse to go home without at least two degrees from Mizzou, and I'm almost done. After next semester I will have completed my Sociology degree and just have to grind until I'm done with my communications major. I'm almost there; I can taste victory. 

Oh, I guess I'll explain my title. Over the last few months I have become captivated by my own middle name, Pierre. It is great, and I do not know any other Pierre. Actually, I know very few  Jeremiah's, I started to believe I was like tigger, the only one. Since I've changed my name on facebook to Pierre my friends have ceased to use my first name that much. It's interesting the power that facebook wields. 

Oh, lastly I want to just say that I love my Blackberry. It is so tyte that I rarely need my laptop. Recently I wrote a whole paper on my phone. It was great and  convenient too. Well, I'm done for the moment I need to do some homework. 

** Extra note**

On Dedication 3 Lil Wayne has a skit called " What else is there to do" and in this skit he talks about Sarah Palin. It is so hilarious I set it for my ringtone. Ok, that is all. Bye

** Extra Extra note**

I just checked my Social Inequalities grade and in a matter of a month I've moved from a C- to an A- yea the boy is tyte!