Let the guessing begin
Nothing more fun than babysitting at home, on a Friday night, with only my 7-year-old brother for company. Who I actually haven't seen since I returned home..... Anywho, here are my twelve (they may be long, I have a lot of time):
1. I legitimately respect you. Sometimes you make me feel a bit demeaned, but, hey, I can be pretty strange. You do some things I don't agree with and you annoy me now and then, but all in all you're are just incredibly kind to me. Thanks for everything.
2. I'm frustrated with how things are going between us right now. I don't appreciate you challenging my intelligence or guilting me. I know that you don't mean to insult me, but sometimes you just seem to push things. I apologize for snapping at you sometimes, in fact, next time I see you I'm going to apologize for something again. But don't pump up the importance of our relationship and then treat me like a puppy. I'm weird and not incredibly worldly, but I'm not dumb. Clearly, you're trying to strike a healthier balance, kudos to you for that, I'm just getting a bit impatient.
3. Awwww, I like you lots and lots and lots. You're adorably kind and sweet and nifty-like. I feel that you could be placing yourself in a better situation than the one that you're in right now, but that's ok. Thank you for being such a marrrvelous friend.
4. Oh heavens, what am I to do with you? I've been trying and trying, but still things remain uneven and awkward. Utter, utter ridiculousness.
5. I've only gotten to know you this year and I appreciate all the time that you've patiently listened to my exhausted ramblings. I'm thrilled that you feel comfortable enough to mock me now, even though you're so quiet most of the time. Thanks for putting up with me :)
6. You are still an illusion in my head. I haven't actually talked to you in several years and I definetly don't harbor any feelings for you anymore, but you still linger. Like that Evanescene song. I like the creepy feel of the band, though they do have so many pitch problems.....But I digress. Anytime I attempt to think about any some sort of relationship, I think back to you. Which is silly, because, haha, it was elementary school, but that's all I really have and I was just so incredibly devoted to the idea of you. For six years, I was going to marry you. I pretty much ruined my relationship with another kid, which I still feel horrible about, as I continued to hold out for you. I have pictures of you and your family, which I've REALLY been meaning to return, but I don't really want to mail them because that would be awk and I never see you. Anyways, I was looking back at these pictures and recalled the emotion I would feel whenever I looked at them. I'd glance over them and just sort of smile to myself. I'd get so incredibly excited if you came over and pace back and forth, fixing my hair. And I appreciated you faults. I knew them, but I wouldn't obsess and would just cherish the time we spent together. We could just spaz and spaz and catch frogs and spaz, while maintaining our adorably childish relationship. This is not an ode to you, you've changed some, but you're still traveling the world, which I thought was so wonderful and still do. It's just as I try to figure out how I want to interact and open up to people, I regretfully muse about how I don't harbor that same loyalty to almost anyone. It's coming along, but you were so incredibly important to me. I apologize for rambling, I'm just very separated from my time in Cambridge. I don't really talk to anyone from my old school, so I feel incredibly distanced from 2/3 of my life, which I find very daunting sometimes. (Liz, if you've got this far, we really ought to see eachother)
Well, I'll add another six if I get bored later. That last one has drained me a bit. Cheers.
PS. #9. Lord almighty, are you lucky that I don't have a *censored* cupcake *end censor* right now. But you won't be so safe forever. Count your days, count your hours, even minutes. Existence is a fragile thing, my foolish friend. A fragile thing.
1. I legitimately respect you. Sometimes you make me feel a bit demeaned, but, hey, I can be pretty strange. You do some things I don't agree with and you annoy me now and then, but all in all you're are just incredibly kind to me. Thanks for everything.
2. I'm frustrated with how things are going between us right now. I don't appreciate you challenging my intelligence or guilting me. I know that you don't mean to insult me, but sometimes you just seem to push things. I apologize for snapping at you sometimes, in fact, next time I see you I'm going to apologize for something again. But don't pump up the importance of our relationship and then treat me like a puppy. I'm weird and not incredibly worldly, but I'm not dumb. Clearly, you're trying to strike a healthier balance, kudos to you for that, I'm just getting a bit impatient.
3. Awwww, I like you lots and lots and lots. You're adorably kind and sweet and nifty-like. I feel that you could be placing yourself in a better situation than the one that you're in right now, but that's ok. Thank you for being such a marrrvelous friend.
4. Oh heavens, what am I to do with you? I've been trying and trying, but still things remain uneven and awkward. Utter, utter ridiculousness.
5. I've only gotten to know you this year and I appreciate all the time that you've patiently listened to my exhausted ramblings. I'm thrilled that you feel comfortable enough to mock me now, even though you're so quiet most of the time. Thanks for putting up with me :)
6. You are still an illusion in my head. I haven't actually talked to you in several years and I definetly don't harbor any feelings for you anymore, but you still linger. Like that Evanescene song. I like the creepy feel of the band, though they do have so many pitch problems.....But I digress. Anytime I attempt to think about any some sort of relationship, I think back to you. Which is silly, because, haha, it was elementary school, but that's all I really have and I was just so incredibly devoted to the idea of you. For six years, I was going to marry you. I pretty much ruined my relationship with another kid, which I still feel horrible about, as I continued to hold out for you. I have pictures of you and your family, which I've REALLY been meaning to return, but I don't really want to mail them because that would be awk and I never see you. Anyways, I was looking back at these pictures and recalled the emotion I would feel whenever I looked at them. I'd glance over them and just sort of smile to myself. I'd get so incredibly excited if you came over and pace back and forth, fixing my hair. And I appreciated you faults. I knew them, but I wouldn't obsess and would just cherish the time we spent together. We could just spaz and spaz and catch frogs and spaz, while maintaining our adorably childish relationship. This is not an ode to you, you've changed some, but you're still traveling the world, which I thought was so wonderful and still do. It's just as I try to figure out how I want to interact and open up to people, I regretfully muse about how I don't harbor that same loyalty to almost anyone. It's coming along, but you were so incredibly important to me. I apologize for rambling, I'm just very separated from my time in Cambridge. I don't really talk to anyone from my old school, so I feel incredibly distanced from 2/3 of my life, which I find very daunting sometimes. (Liz, if you've got this far, we really ought to see eachother)
Well, I'll add another six if I get bored later. That last one has drained me a bit. Cheers.
PS. #9. Lord almighty, are you lucky that I don't have a *censored* cupcake *end censor* right now. But you won't be so safe forever. Count your days, count your hours, even minutes. Existence is a fragile thing, my foolish friend. A fragile thing.