Jun 08, 2006 11:22
I've been writing this letter in my head all day long!!!!
Correction! i've been revising this (three year old) letter all day long. it's full of scribbles, insert paragraph here marks, huge omissions, huge insertions, and a lot illegible writing. Only now this three year old wad of crumpled pages with various colored inks, has a new direction. Before it was full of questions that were hopeful, anticipation of an answer and nostalgia....and then more nostalgia.
Now, however, it's full of explanations of utter disappointment, good riddance, and goodbye.
Hopefully the completion of this letter will give me courage to send it and quench this thirst to see the postmaster at work.
I think once I finally get it sent, I won't ever have to edit it again. It would be nice to throw away this file soon and get rid of all the notations that go along with it. All the evidence, data, and sources that i've been pulling thoughts from for years now.
i took a math test this morning.i could have aced it. but i blanked. like i always do. the second i leave the room i want to run back and scream "I MEANT TO DIVIDE THE COMPOUND WITH THE RATE.DIVIDE, I SAY!" I'm such an idiot it hurts some times.
But i think i still got an A.
if i get an A in this class overall, i think someone somewhere should buy me a new car.and by new car i mean used camry. And i will totally caLculate the amount your pymnts would be a month.
i had a dream about bionaries last night. i don't even get them. i think it didnt have anything to do with math.
I'm so nervous today. could someone please tell me why.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
going to chuckie P's signing today. who's excited? la la is. going to move a few things into my pad also. then back to richmond. study. to bed.
inserting the word TEMPORARILY after a negative statement does not make outlook good.
ex: "my life sucks! temporarily!"--omit temporarily and insert big time. or large time. or massive amounts of dog diarrhea.
all male figures in my life fail me on a consistent basis....be it friend, b/f, whatever.which is weird b/c i have the most amazing loving father anyone could hope for. i guess i sure know how to pick em.
la la we should have gotten those 666 tattoos. its forever too late now. and we will never be near as bad ass.
post script: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (followed by weird pitched scream inside my car)