From Me, To Me...
...10 years later. I went to my dad's to get my mail today and bring the rent over and I noticed a letter in my mail folder. I don't remember doing this project, but apparently in high school, we did a project where we wrote letters to ourselves 10 years in the future. I don't remember if it was supposed to be memories of who we hung out with and what was going on then or advice, but mine's mostly the former. I'm recording it here for posterity purposes - I will say it was really creepy and cool when I read it! (my comments in bold)
December 17, 1998
Sarah,
Hey, how's it going? Not much going on here in physics class. Just watching Sadamm Housain get bombed randomly. Things around here have been really crazy lately. Between school, work, and college stuff, I feel like I am going insane.
Tonight is the school concert. We are singing a bunch of stuff. Sue Norton, Roxanne Paille, Jess McClean and I are all singing together. We've been friends for a long time and after graduation I hope we stay in touch. (I don't talk to any of those girls anymore) Nicole Geoffroy used to be my best friend. I wish we were still friends but a guy had to come between us and ruin our friendship. Now its over and in the past, where it will stay. (We apparently were arguing then but patched things up and remained friends long after high school. We've recently drifted apart and I'm ok with that) Rob Burkey, my ex boyfriend, is the sweetest guy I have ever dated. I wish things were different between us and that we were still together. But we're not. I have this far fetched crazy idea that Rob and I will be married and living together in 10 years. I hope when I am reading this letter, I will be happily married, not necessarily to Rob, but the love of my life, whoever he may be. (Still haven't met him yet. Rob is married now and we don't talk anymore).
Growing up in New England has been one of the best places to grow up. It is a beautiful place and living in a small town has definitely had its advantages. We have definitely had our share of snow, but none yet. I wish it would snow for Christmas, a week and a day away. Maybe it'll happen, maybe not. (Still living in New England, still ok with this.)
I miss Rich Knapp so much. He has been in the Navy in Illinois since August. Rich is coming home for Christmas and I'm glad he is coming home, but I'm not. It's going to be interesting to see him again. I haven't seen Rich since June 98 - Graduation. I am just afraid that he's gonna have changed and not remember the "little people" that he left behind. Rich has been a good friend to me ever since I got to know him freshman year during "The King and I". That was my first high school play. I had so much fun, I'm gonna miss it. I wish in some ways my life was different. I wish I had a boyfriend, but I am lonely. (Still not seeing anyone at this point). I want to go out with Rich Wilson but he is so busy, it'll have to wait until after Christmas. Pat Michell is trying to hook us up but so far no luck (Never happened. Found out he bats for the other team). Rich is not the same Rich I knew freshman year. He has gotten a lot sweeter and a lot nicer.
April 18, 1997 - the Junior Prom with Rob. Mechanics Hall, Worcester, MA (the hall really is gorgeous). That night was so memorable. The hall was beautiful. I knew when I walked in, I was in heaven. Hanging out with Sara Bardsley and Josh Botazzie, Rob, and Adam Grenier was crazy. Watching Rob and Adam dance was so funny. They have no sense of rhythm. (Neither do I apparently). I knew when Sara set Rob and I up, it was something special. It was during play rehearsal for Grease. I found out the next day that he wouldn't shut up about me, he liked me so much. So the feeling was mutual. Rob told me he loved me 2 days after we started going out. He told me it was a future hope. (Ahh, young high school love).
Lately I've been seeing this guy Stan. He's cute, sweet, and really funny. (that was a mistake) I like him a lot and he said he likes me but I think he's playing mind games with me (He was). But oh well. Whatever happens happens. I've given up trying to figure guys out. (Still haven't figured guys out, 10 years later).
There is another concert at school in a week, Its a tribute concert for Martin Luther King. I am not looking forward to the concert, but I'm looking forward to afterwords. This guy Matt and I are going to see "A Civil Action" with John Travolta. It should be a lot of fun. This year for a play were are doing Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I tried out and I think I did horribly. But the good thing about this is that I get my 4-year drama award - something I've been looking forward to for 4 years. The auditions were so fun. Even though we were all nervous, it was still fun. John Seagrave, one of the biggest hams sang Elvis! I would never imagine him to do that.
I'm gonna miss so much about high school - the play namely. I can't believe I am graduating this year. It's nuts. I have been accepted to Keene State College and I am really looking forward to going there.
During Christmas break, Mr. Matson, my math teacher had a brain anurism. This teacher we having in here now is crazy. He is an engineer, therefore speaking not in layman's terms, but engineering terms. its nuts! (I totally remember this. We went through about 3 long term subs before graduation. That was the only semester I ever got an A in math. Ever).
But that's all for now. Good luck to you and see you in 10 years. Class of 99 rules.
Always,
Sarah
Its actually been about 12 years since I graduated, but it was still quite a shock to get this today.