Dear Pita,
You have come home today. I have been home all day. Yes, I know it is a Friday, but alas, teachers have a grading day (or whatever it's called) and here I am. I've never been so bored in my entire life! And it's a three day weekend. I had a terrible sudden urge to just start walking, not even know where I'm going...Just walk until I reach some place far away and then I guess sit down for a while. I want to do that one day, it seems like fun.
Alas, during my day at home I did not recieve my phone back from dear Mommykins. The reason for this is unexplained to me and I am quite perplexed. I went to have lunch with Dad and I don't think I've ever felt so awkward. I was afraid he was going to talk to me about me grades, or about Kris, or about college...So I just didn't say anything at all, awaiting the moment when he would sigh deeply and then start off a downhill conversation. It never happened, and I had a nice, simple time eating Chinese food (which I haven't had in a LOOOOOOOOOONG time, which also just reminded me of Kris...We love Chinese food) and just talking about random stuff now and then, like small children being ridiculous.
Lol, the small children...ah well...
I've also been reading a lot of fairytales hoping to get a story idea, but the only one I can remember is the one about a prince who was turned into a sheep and helped a girl out of a forest and then something about she gets married and the sheep sacrifices himself to save her from something evil. It's quite sad...I must say, but it's like that kind of tragedy where you'd still read/watch it again because it's just so amazing (like Repo! The Genetic Opera...or Hamlet). Seriously, guys...Shakespeare FTW.
I wonder if anyone actually reads this? Other than you Pita...You don't count, sorry. But has there ever been anyone who wrote a blog and no one ever read it? I wonder how lonely that is. To put your thoughts and life events out into the open like that and no one cares...Except for you Pita. You must care, since I write to you about 3 times a week, haha.
I can smell pizza from downstairs, but my tummy is full of sushi...uuuuuugh I'ma be sick. I mean, I love pizza, but I can't take any more food today...I can't believe I'm going to graduate in about 4 weeks...did you know that? Well, it might be a little more than 4 weeks, maybe more like 5 or 6, but even so. And in 6 months I can make my own decisions (18! Yeah baby!). I know the first thing I'm going to do is go bowling...I mean, buy stuff...Nothing bad, goodness me, Pita, what kind of person do you think I am?! I don't want anything like THAT...Haha I'm kidding, I love you Pita.
I hope I get a car soon so that I may be able to drive places. I have a list of people that must ride in my car, and I know that Molly is at the very top of that list. she has given me a ride so many times that I want her to be the first person to ride in my car. Next is Adam, who has requested to ride in the trunk for some ungodly reason...I won't mind though. Just throw in some pillows. He'll be okay. I suppose the next would be Kris. Haha, I might just take Molly and Adam straight up to Kris's house and save all the gas. GAS! Oh noooooo! I need money for that, don't I? Dangit, I guess that's what jobs are for.
Maybe I'll just sell a kidney or something. I don't need it. Or I could sell my rods back to the hospital, I mean, they've been used, but it's stainless steel, so it's still good...
I kid! Silly Pita, I need my rods or I'd be dead, haha. That would kinda suck. I promise to stay alive, Pita...Don't you worry. I mean, who else is going to take advantage of your Debit card? (No no! I love you, don't take that seriously)
Happy Home!
Love,
Monchan
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