Oi! So I guess I'm a senior now.. I was wondering do you have any advice for a poor soul? I've been plagued with anxiety attacks since prom. Even had a couple breakdowns (i.e. writing furiously in my journal, the kind that's on paper, laying on the bathroom floor hypervenalating, chest pains, headaches, et all). I know I shouldn't worry, but seeing all my friends graduate but a week ago, broke me down. I'm alone now, with this sense of abandonment. Music is the only thing that gets me through the day now (The new Foo Fighters song "Best of You" is the shiz, and if I hadn't heard it one particular day I don't think that day would have been eventfull). sighs. I'm losing my wittle mind! .....Anywho.. cool on the cat! Yo0u00 should get a dog named "The Walrus!" koo koo kajoo!0 Animals are the only honest creatures, you'll have fun with him. I was watching the discovery channel and there was this type of monkey that was notorious for being monogimous.. and I thought "Damn monkeys can do it but not us more evolved simians! Damn. Sad!" Welll this is quite long. Adios mi amigo!
Alo. Finally up at the top of the class now eh? Enjoy it, and try very hard not to get senioritus. Everyone looks up to you now so wear a face of confidence and do not try to be impressive. I'm sorry for the loss of your friends. I know how you feel because when I was a sophomore all my friends were seniors, thats why when I was a junior and a senior I just became a wanderer. I had friends from every stereotype, but I mostly kept to myself. You however are a wonderful person with an impressive vocabulary and a charming sense of humor that could be found nowhere else but up there in Amanda land. Therefore, you should not hide in the band room at lunch time. Breath the air, talk about stupid shit, and practice ignoring everything that causes your unhappiness. You also may want to embrace your solitude, and know that saying goodbye to people is all just part of life. When you reach college you'll see how quickly you can make friends with really awsome people, then when the semester is up you say good bye. You can't really conclude it to be a forever good bye...cause you might have them next semester in chemistry, or see them at a concert. Thats why I didn't worry about saying goodbye to everyone when I graduated...I knew I'd see them at Wal-mart or somthing. Also I'm very pleased that you have learned how music heals. Yea I've herd to new Foo Fighters song! I listened to it over and over the first time I herd it! Just imagine how good the whole cd will sound. I think "The Walrus" is a kick ass name for a dog. Maybe a bloodhound, or a Chihuahuah. I love animals...and thats why I dont eat them. And you know what ...I'm happier now that I dont. Screw all humanoids except for monkeys. Anyways...this is why I tried to call you before I typed all this cause I knew it too would be long. I got your # still. If you need to talk about something, I'll listen and tell you straight up. You're making yourself alone, and you want to feel abandoned. Keep writing, you'll slice this one like a warm knife through butter. Adios Amiga!
-Ruhnay....nay.......nay nay......nay......nay. P.s. I hope you don't mind...but im too lazy to spell check.
ahh. Once again a voice of reason. The devine intervention. You have broughten me much comfort. I smile. I'm glad you liked the walrus name. My uncle (who is one of those people you leave out when you're damning everyone), is obsessed with the Beattles, therefore instilling in me a fine knowledge of the pivotal english lads. I'm in Phoenix right now, which would mean that, if youu did try to call, that would be the reason for the answering machine. I'm visiting family. Picking up the pieces of my scattered mind. Sometimes you just gotta get out of melancholy Tucson (That's the name of the book I'm slowly writing "Melancholy Tucson, You like?). Anywho, keep in touch. You should call me more, you are a lovely person to talk to. It's like reading the most interesting, funny book in the world. Peace. keep on keepin' on.
manda
p.s. My chinchilla had two babies a couple weeks ago. Unfortunatly one died (he was at the bottom of the cage still breathing and limp, so I picked him up and he passed away in my hands..how fucked up is that shit!). I named the other Morrisey. You should see him, he's damn cute.
EY! Well I'm glad my few words helped a little. And speaking of the Beatles, my cat Ringo is named after Ringo Starr, their drummer! How long are you to stay in Pheonix? When will you return to "Melancholy Tucson"? I wish I could write a book. Sorry about your chinchilla. I'm sure he was a scholar and a gentleman. Truley a role model for chinchillas all over the world. Let it be known that Morrisey shall now take hold of the scepter, and continue where his brother took leave.
-Mr. Youknowme P.S. Any luck with the rain up there?
Manda
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Alo. Finally up at the top of the class now eh? Enjoy it, and try very hard not to get senioritus. Everyone looks up to you now so wear a face of confidence and do not try to be impressive. I'm sorry for the loss of your friends. I know how you feel because when I was a sophomore all my friends were seniors, thats why when I was a junior and a senior I just became a wanderer. I had friends from every stereotype, but I mostly kept to myself. You however are a wonderful person with an impressive vocabulary and a charming sense of humor that could be found nowhere else but up there in Amanda land. Therefore, you should not hide in the band room at lunch time. Breath the air, talk about stupid shit, and practice ignoring everything that causes your unhappiness. You also may want to embrace your solitude, and know that saying goodbye to people is all just part of life. When you reach college you'll see how quickly you can make friends with really awsome people, then when the semester is up you say good bye. You can't really conclude it to be a forever good bye...cause you might have them next semester in chemistry, or see them at a concert. Thats why I didn't worry about saying goodbye to everyone when I graduated...I knew I'd see them at Wal-mart or somthing. Also I'm very pleased that you have learned how music heals. Yea I've herd to new Foo Fighters song! I listened to it over and over the first time I herd it! Just imagine how good the whole cd will sound. I think "The Walrus" is a kick ass name for a dog. Maybe a bloodhound, or a Chihuahuah. I love animals...and thats why I dont eat them. And you know what ...I'm happier now that I dont. Screw all humanoids except for monkeys. Anyways...this is why I tried to call you before I typed all this cause I knew it too would be long. I got your # still. If you need to talk about something, I'll listen and tell you straight up. You're making yourself alone, and you want to feel abandoned. Keep writing, you'll slice this one like a warm knife through butter.
Adios Amiga!
-Ruhnay....nay.......nay nay......nay......nay.
P.s. I hope you don't mind...but im too lazy to spell check.
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manda
p.s. My chinchilla had two babies a couple weeks ago. Unfortunatly one died (he was at the bottom of the cage still breathing and limp, so I picked him up and he passed away in my hands..how fucked up is that shit!). I named the other Morrisey. You should see him, he's damn cute.
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-Mr. Youknowme
P.S. Any luck with the rain up there?
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